Music Monday

Another Music Monday. I was headed in one direction… (i’ll get my coat :-p) so I threw a bit of Rudimental and James Arthur into the mix.

Niall Horan – Slow Hands

Zedd, Liam Payne – Get Low

Louis Tomlinson – Back to You ft. Bebe Rexha

Rudimental – Sun Comes Up feat. James Arthur

What music are you playing right now?

Printable Words For Your Wedding Readers & Registrars

I’ve started to add my poems as printable words for your wedding and registrars on my etsy store.

printable copies of my wedding poems - ms moem -

I Choose You

Here’s To Right Now



Showing You My Love

Vows – a wedding poem

Hold My Hand, My Love

Happy To Be Us

Where I’ll Always Be

I will be adding a few more listings but if there are any of my other wedding poems that you would like me to pop on my etsy shop, then just drop me a line.

Please also check out my wedding poems and rhymes on other topics on youtube and give them a thumbs up if you like them! It’s the little things. 🙂

Own The Sky Poem

Own The Sky poem by English Poet Ms Moem

Own The Sky – I wrote this poem back in 2014! Original post here:
I keep seeing it being shared, though it has sadly lost credit along the way. It’s bittersweet. Even so, it’s still pretty special to see people quoting it alongside their instagram pictures.

Incidentally, if you’d like to keep up with my poetry on instagram, come and find me @msmoem.

Here are a few examples of my poem out in the wild. Bonus points go to the few lovely souls who have indeed tagged me in which makes me happy:

#spreadyourwings #itstimetofly #maketheleap #ownthesky #kekoreakeaku #backpackers

A post shared by Ahmad Sobri Ishak (@sobriishak) on

Spread your wings – it's time fly. Take the leap and own the sky.✨ Having the ability to help women on their wellness journey's, as well as help entrepreneurs reach for their dreams has truly changed my life!💕Coaching has taught me to be kind and patient yet ambitious, to be resilient and determined yet positive, and to hustle and work hard yet be humble. Coaching has taught me to dream BIG, to believe in something much much bigger than me, and most importantly to believe in MYSELF. It truly is a beautiful thing when you come out of your shell and embrace who you are!❤️ Taking this leap has made all the difference in my life and it lights my soul on fire thinking about all the others who can experience this too!🔥If you feel like the Team LivingOutLoud mission in is line with your values and dreams, we should have a conversation! Let's see if this business can make as big of an impact for YOU as it has for me!✨#TEAMLIVINGOUTLOUD

A post shared by Molly Jones📧👇🏼 (@livingoutloudwellness) on

Spread your wings. It's time to fly. Make the leap. Own the sky. #spreadyourwings#ownthesky#flyaway#timetofly

A post shared by Daniela santoscoy (@yoga_santos) on

It is so important if you see some words you like that someone else has taken the time to write, to remember to attribute the work to the author. You wouldn’t take a painting and claim to have created it yourself. Artforms like poetry are in the same category.

Without sounding all woe is me, it can be hard as a poet to find your place in the world to be heard. And that aside, it’s really just manners. I love it when people share my work, I really do. It is an absolute privilege. However when it is left uncredited or worse still, recreated and someone else has stuck their brand on it (yes, this has happened! and polite requests to add credit were ignored 🙁 ) it disconnects me from valuable feedback that I use to help better my craft.

Anyway, it is still extremely flattering to see my words travel so widely. And really, being read is more important than acclaim. Even if just one person appreciates your art, then that’s another strand to your rainbow!

I’m not anti-sharing, I’m really not. In fact I encourage. Just link a girl up, just sayin’! 🙂

Anyway, if you ever do want to share any of my poems, please do #hashtag or @at me @msmoem. You can find me on instagram, youtube, pinterest and facebook.

To sum up, sharing with credit = good, omitting or taking credit = bad.

And to end on a positive note…

Spread your wings and keep flying!


In a funny way, the words themselves have done exactly what I wrote. Out there owning the sky all by themselves. That’s a thought to leave me with a smile.

Music Monday

Hola Music Monday. Just sharing a few tracks that I love. Not all are recent, but that’s the beauty of music, isn’t it!

Tina Arena – Chains

Rag’N’Bone Man – As You Are

Cheryl Cole – Crazy Stupid Love ft Tinie Tempah

Little Mix – Little Me

What’s on your Music Monday playlist?

The Days With You – The Days To Come

the days with you - the days to come - a wedding poem by english poet Ms Moem - for more wedding poems visit

The Days With You – The Days To Come
‘Twixt rising moon and setting sun,
The days with you, the days to come.
The dreams we’ll build within these walls;
It is with you I’ll share it all.

The days of wonder, summer haze,
The winter warmth, crisp sunshine rays.
From frosted morn to rainy season,
Love loves them all. It finds a reason.

Beneath the storm clouds gloom and grey
Together we will face each day
And in each other’s arms so tight
We’ll hold each other through the night.

And so as one, we’ll group together
To face the world, a team forever.
A match well made, a deal well done.
The days with you, the days to come.

The Days With You, The Days To Come is a wedding poem written by Ms Moem. ©

If you like my wedding poems and would like to use this one on your wedding day, please do feel free. If you do, please do get in touch and let me know though. I love to see love and to see the faces of happy brides and/or grooms makes my day!

Music Monday

Music Monday klaxon! Just sharing a few tracks that I have been loving and listening to of late! What’s been on your playlist?

Charlie Puth – Attention

Little Mix ft Stormzy – Power

Kate Tempest – Europe Is Lost

Esmee Denters – Anything For The Money

Zayn & Taylor Swift – I Don’t Wanna Live Forever

Just About Managing | A Poem

Just about managing, what a sweet little phrase
Coined by the powers, the leaders, the Mays.
The ones without experience of this sort of strife
Because of their superior method for getting through life.

Just about managing sounds like things are okay
Like it’s tough, but you know, you can get through the day.
But look a little closer and what might you see?
That just about managing is the worst place to be.

It’s pay day to day pay, the last quid in your purse.
It’s retail, hospitality, it’s being a nurse
Or a teacher, or childminder; no matter what you do
If you’re just about managing, they’re coming for you.

It’s studying for years for an extra pound an hour.
It’s doing what you’re told by the ones who are in power.
It’s wishing for a break, but likely having none at all.
It’s continually robbing Peter so that you can pay Paul.

It’s the mums and the dads working opposite shifts,
Trying to string their tightropes over widening political rifts.
It’s having no security. You’re exhausted and alone
And no amount of working harder will help you own your own home.

It’s rents higher than mortgages and living on beans
Being told it’s your fault costs are higher than means.
It’s energy poverty, hoping night falls before the meter.
It’s avoiding Paul’s calls, to help stave off Peter.

It’s going without dinner so the kids have enough to eat
Or sharing a portion of chips and it being a real treat.
It’s dreading the weekly shop and living on BOGOF deals
Maybe full of sugar and fat, but that’s better than hunger feels.

It’s daily anxiety and compounded constant stress,
Defined as the working poor, the perennial depressed.
When you’re just about managing , it only takes one straw to break you;
It’s a hole in your sole but you just have to make do.

Just about managing. Just about failing.
Just about defeated. Just about staying in.
Just about exisiting. Just about pride.
Just about monotony and feeling dead inside.

It’s foodbank referrals, it’s rising unrest.
It’s sanctions for those deemed not doing their best.
It’s a failing health service for a nation that’s sick.
It’s wishing for a way out that is painless and quick.

It’s government terminology to justify this position;
Those ‘solving’ child poverty by merely changing the definition.
It’s a leadership out of touch, without empathy or respect.
It’s apathetic authority, but then, what should we expect.

Why should they care for text-book underachievers?
It’s not their job to care for, to house or to feed us.
They’re here to set the goalposts, to teach us a lesson
But fall by the wayside, they’ll take that as a blessing.

It might sound extreme, but just peel back the layers
It’s all about the game and to hell with the players.
When you’re just about managing, things always come undone
When you realise you’re on a ladder that only has one rung.

Just About Managing is a poem by Ms Moem.

Let Love Shout Loudest

Let Love Shout Loudest - a poem by English poet Ms Moem @msmoem for more poems and poetry visit

Let Love Shout Loudest

Let love shout loudest.
Let it surround us and consume.
Let it lift the heaviest hearts.
Let it brighten the darkest room
And as love breeds into infinity,
Let it bask in sun and moon.
May love weather every storm that breaks,
Enduring through the gloom.

Let love fortify the aged.
Let us teach it to our young.
Let love unite generations
And be passed to those to come.

Let love not be legend.
Let it be the way we live.
Let love be the gift;
We are ALL hardwired to give.

Let love build our cities.
Let love be our law.
Let love be the answer
To all knocks at the door.

Love tenderly, wholeheartedly;
Let it float upon the breeze.
Let it ripple lakes and waterways
And rustle through the trees.

Let love permeate the soil.
Let love pave the streets.
Let love be a home for all.
Let love be our heart beat.

Love passionately, love purely,
With purpose, without condition.
When the world is blinded
Let love restore its vision.

Let love be the question and also the reply.
May love not be disheartened, no matter who may try.
Let love be a comfort for the broken and weak.
Let love be the language that every soul speaks.

Let love be the melody that our spirits sing.

Let us live love.
Let love be the thing.

Let Love Shout Loudest is poem by English poet, Ms Moem.

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