writer – Essie P.W

That Certain Familiarity.

November 5, 2025 Essie P.W

There’s a growing darkness about the place.
We’ve been here before.

A sense of doom brought only by war.
Every morning when the sun rises,
It brings with it a murmur.
A constant trickle of whispers
That have bled through
Hundreds of years of stone cold humanity.
We’ve been here before.

Lest we forget.

Filter it through the privileged
That ran from their past
And hid
Their wealth
Behind pages of The Daily Mail.
The privileged that tell you
That your neighbours are your enemies.
“Britain for the British.”
The king will declare civil war
Before he’ll ever tell you to look up.
We have been
Here
Before.

A warning that falls on
Brutish ears.
They can’t hear
From The Sun in their ear.
They can’t see
From the flag
That’s being dangled before them,
Hung at half mast
From every lamp post.

We.
Have been.
Here.
Before.

This country will crumble if left to
The right people.

We have been here before.
– Essie Parker Walsh

Charms.

July 17, 2025July 19, 2025 Essie P.W

I don’t have good luck charms,
I have remember charms.
As in,
Remember you have to drink water.
Remember to feed yourself more than once a day.
Remember you’re valid.
Those kind of charms.
Remember you’re a person.
Remember you’re human.
Remember you can start again as many times as it takes to be happy.
Remember your whimsy.
Remember what you’ve created.
Remember when you were so happy you thought “Yeah I’d be my friend”.
Remember what Ev said?
Remember to fight your nightmares,
Remember logic when you’re lost,
Remember your therapist said this was fine.
Remember on your darkest nights your reality is just a twisted shadow of what sits there in the light.
Remember the voices lie.
Remember if you go Curtis goes too.
Remember the pin wheel isn’t spinning anymore.
Remember when your friend talked the life back into you?
Remember?
Remember you love that you love so much.
Remember your way to Dream.
Remember this is your house, you’re safe to make as many mistakes as you want in the comfort of your own company.
Remember how you learned to say no.
Remember you are worth all of your time.
I’m wearing so many charms that I ring when I walk.
I’m wearing so many charms that I sing when I talk.
There are whole discussions under my eyes,
Remember?
I wear my past,
My present,
And my future around my neck
In case I forget
To live where I am,
And not too much in my head.
But remember that’s where you get the best ideas.
So remember always one foot in the clouds.
Remember the spyglass you keep by your side, because little you wants to look too.
Remember little you is proud.
Remember you are who little you needs.
Remember you’re living for both of us.
– Essie Parker Walsh

Down The Unseen Roads.

October 14, 2024 Essie P.W

Down the unseen roads I run,
When blushing sky and setting sun,
From under wave to The Land Undone,
Where long the iron bells have rung.
Down the unseen roads I run.
– Essie Parker Walsh

Away.

June 10, 2024 Essie P.W

I awake this morning,
Far into spring,
To see that in
The softest light of day,
You have danced
Without worry
Upon the creeping mosses of my garden.
Danced,
As some Good Folk do,
Leaving the gentle wild in your wake.
The dandelions about my feet
Hold tenderly this golden hour.
Each of them a wonder
All its own.
How my home
Does now glitter with it.
I stare into their brilliance
And see upon the rays
A gentle hope.
Without worry.
They whisper in sunlight
And it is dazzling.
They sing to me stories
Of so fantastic a place,
That I,
Enraptured,
Can do naught but willingly go.
– Essie Parker Walsh

A Promise Always Kept.

March 6, 2024March 6, 2024 Essie P.W

The sun was today a god of old
Painted in light and singing of good harvest.
He tore across the sky in his chariot,
The end of winter grasping at the harmony of his rays.
A pursuit eternal.
Winter falls behind today,
And so I shall join the chorus.
– Essie Parker Walsh

Would You Like That?

December 21, 2023 Essie P.W

Imagine for a moment that
We were all the same.
Billions of lives repeating,
What knowledge would you gain?
– Essie Parker Walsh

The Autumn Chorus.

November 19, 2023 Essie P.W

Undress yourself.
Shed your millions
About mine.
Let your melody
Of red and gold
Fall gracefully
From your embrace.
I’ll sing your song
As we step together
For one final dance.
Now repose,
And paint yourself eternal.
– Essie Parker Walsh

The Reality Of Me.

August 21, 2023 Essie P.W

I ache to be lost in the serenity
Of late summer.
When everything is coming to rest,
But that one final bloom
Upon the peaks of Derbyshire.
A moment in time
As fleeting as the hope I have
That today will be the day
I meet you on the hill.
And of corse,
Before I dry my hair,
The reality of me
Fractures my mind.
The smile on my face
Cracks
Then breaks
From the weight of unattainable joy.
My morning shatters about my feet,
And I follow.

I cannot meet you on the hill.
Not today.
– Essie Parker Walsh

The River Dream.

July 16, 2023 Essie P.W

Oh Captain of your patchwork ship,
Sail the River Dream kindly.
Or the threads of fate which bind your craft,
Will snap under the weight o’ your pride.

Oh Captain of your patchwork ship,
Drop anchor where’er you please.
Fill your chalice with a thousand thoughts
Of whimsy, not with greed.

Oh Captain of your patchwork ship,
Cast your line out far and wide.
Settle not for an easy catch,
When the kraken fears thy name
– Essie Parker Walsh

Cryptid.

July 16, 2023 Essie P.W

There’s a demon in the woods
Made of ink and dust,
Held together by songs and fancies.
It hunts in the day,
It riddles at night,
And at the ebbing it crows and dances.
– Essie Parker Walsh