MAG Poetry Competition 2009 - search for new poems

About 80% of the participants in the 2009 poetry competition wished their poems to remain viewable on the website. Check these out here:

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He Is Veg Patch

by Kate Tym

He's the veg patch
I'm the herbs
He's the lawn
I'm the pots

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Mourning Chorus

by Katherine Wood

They lit the night, set the sky ablaze
tossed myrrh upon the fires of our distress;
soothed wounds pink flesh ne'er licked clean
ripped open and charred, new-black,

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Haiku 1

by Kathryn Nixon

Are there hedgehogs
in the wooden box? Do not look
for fear they leave.

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OCD Switch

by Kathryn Nixon

This woman always switches on my OCD
She is a weekly reminder that I am not well
The air is a fug with her smoke
Her house never cleaned

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Off-key (A song of wasted dreams)

by Kelly Beighton

Screen staring back,
One eye all a-glow.
Urging words that are not there,
or do not wish to flow.

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Hartley and the Garden Gnome

by Kevin Wood

“Can gnomes move?” he wonders, “What use are gnomes?” he ponders. He rushes at it; knocks it over, He sniffs at it; runs for cover! A glow of light in the shrubbery, Your average cat all blubbery. But Hartley’s in command, goes to look! Gnome’s lamp is lit; that’s not in the book! “How does he switch it on?” thinks Hartley, Sniffs all around it; jumps back smartly. The lamp glows brightly; goes out at daybreak, “Broken gnome”; Hartley gives it a gentle shake.

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WE

by KONSTANTINOS PAPAPOSTOLOU

I have told you again, Hope is the peace of many.
But we,
With trembling hands, will mould silent statues,

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Monarch of the Glen

by Leon Zadok

With the thundering screeches of an eagle
With the ducks and dives of airborne wanderers
With the click, clicking of rustling hoppers
The Pasture is alive

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THE ROSE

by Liana Howarth

May the rosebuds of yesterday
Be the blooms for today
And the fragrance of tomorrow

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Work Work Work

by Line Svendsen

Quick to be dead
and pretend to smile.
Flashes of light,
gonna be here a while.

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