Hanna Heath

Hanna Heath

About Hanna Heath

Hello. My name is Hanna. I am twenty seven years old and currently living in Shanghai as i am a ESL teacher. I have been writting poetry since i was around eleven years old. My grandpa is a poet, and i'm proud to say some of his talent has been passed down a generation - or two! I love my job as an ESL teacher, i love how a child can say something and suddenly a blurb of rhyming phrases comes to my mind, i love attempting to remember them till my free time, and i love how usually they end up better than the original thought that had popped into my head. Poetry is a way of expressing feeling, thoughts, views, opinions, and i finally feel confident in sharing some of my work with you. I don't have any particular themes, i write about love, politics, life, emotions, confusion - basically where ever the train of thought takes me! Any how, i hope you guys like some of my stuff, and i'm looking forward to reading what you all have to offer.

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    Poems by Hanna Heath

  • Father Christmas

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    • Posted 20 hours, 36 minutes ago
    Father Christmas.

    in Christmas Poetry Contest

    Father Christmas

    Our Father, who art in the North Pole
    Make our Christmas, don't bring us coal.

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  • A Little Bird Am I

    • Published: May 14, 2018
    Moving On To Pursue Goals And Dreams

    in Change Poems

    I ask but this one small thing.
    Give me the worldly skies
    For I cannot stay trapped here
    A little bird am I....

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  • Twinkle, Twinkle Little Fear

    • Published: April 21, 2018
    My Biggest Fear

    in Fear Poems

    Fear is the strangest thing,
    as it comes from within our heads.
    But that don't stop it tucking us in
    when we're safe within our beds.

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  • Silence Is Golden

    • Published: March 30, 2018
    The Simple Things I Love About You

    in Romantic Poems

    It is not your conversation
    That keeps me entertained
    But rather the way you look at me
    That makes me feel sustained

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    Thank you. It’s a warm poem. It reminds me of the boy I loved silently in primary school. I forget when I fell in love, but I remember when he yelled, “I like you,” but not to me. I remember...

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  • Hanna Heath, Shanghai, China
  • 2 months ago

Hi! This is a remarkable poem. I love the way you used the words. I just have to add though, that it saddens me that poetry about care is always reminding people/caregivers/nurses to be nicer. I worked in care for 8 years before moving to China. It is sad to say that some people do need this sort of reminding but the caring caregivers never get mentioned. Out of all the caregivers I've worked with (and I've worked with many) only a handful could have done with reading this poem and others like it. There's also soo much love in care homes and caregivers really do care regardless of the simple few who give this profession such a bad name. Just my thoughts.

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  • Hanna Heath, Shanghai, China
  • 7 months ago

Thank you. I am currently working on a website to promote my poetry. I hope you will check it out once it's up and running.

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