MY PASSION FOR POETRY

There’s something about poetry that has always felt like home to me.

Long before I ever thought about publishing, before covers and blurbs and reader expectations, there were just words—quiet, private, and entirely mine. Poetry was where I went to feel, to explore, to understand the things that didn’t always make sense when spoken out loud. It was never about perfection. It was about truth.

I’ve written poetry all my life. Not always consistently, not always with purpose—but always with instinct. A line would come to me in the middle of the night. A feeling would settle in my chest and refuse to leave until I gave it shape on the page. That’s what poetry has always been for me: a release, a confession, a quiet kind of honesty.

For a long time, I didn’t think too much about where that honesty was leading me. But over time, I began to realise that so much of what I was writing circled around desire. Not just physical desire—but emotional longing, connection, tension, intimacy… all the things that live just beneath the surface of our everyday lives.

That’s when I discovered my love for erotic poetry.

Not in a loud or shocking way—but in a way that felt natural. Organic. Almost inevitable.

Erotic poetry, to me, isn’t about excess or vulgarity. It’s about capturing those moments that are often left unspoken—the glance that lingers too long, the electricity in a touch, the quiet anticipation between two people. It’s about the emotional landscape of desire just as much as the physical.

And I feel poetry is the perfect medium for that.

One of the things I love most about poetry—especially free verse—is its freedom. There are no strict rules binding you. It doesn’t have to rhyme. It doesn’t have to follow a rigid structure. It can breathe. It can move. It can pause exactly where the emotion asks it to.

Free verse allows the heart to speak without interruption.

You can stretch a moment across a page…

or capture it in a single, sharp line.

That freedom gave me permission to explore my voice fully. To lean into what I was feeling without trying to fit it into a box. Desire doesn’t follow rules—so why should the poetry that expresses it?

Finding a publisher who understands that has been everything.

Working with Manna From Heaven Publishing has genuinely felt like—well, exactly what the name suggests. They’ve been manna from heaven for me. To be believed in, encouraged, and supported in something so personal… it changes how you write. It gives you confidence. It gives you space to be bolder, to be truer, to bring your very best work forward.

Because that’s the thing about writing—especially something as intimate as poetry—you need someone in your corner who sees what you’re trying to do, even when you’re still finding the words for it yourself.

And when you have that, something shifts.

You stop holding back.

You start trusting your instincts.

You begin to write not just what sounds good—but what feels right.

For me, that feeling always comes back to desire.

It lives deep in my heart. It always has.

And through poetry, I finally gave it a voice.