MAG Poetry Competition 2009 - search for new poems
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The Hummingbird and the Firefly
The humming bird and the fire fly
had never had the pleasure before.
One went by day, the other at night
through the carib skies they sore
Sepia photographs taken long ago
Bringing to life those days of yesteryear.
Smiling faces that often do not show
The hardships endured and sadness or fear.
LOOK FOR ME ON WAR'S LAST HILL
Cold, cold and colder still
I scrambled up that war torn hill
The place where I would meet my god
Upon a patch of frozen sod
Why is a body bag Black?
They talk of wisdom and the love of God
and the troops out there doing a wonderful job
they've got to be found there's no turning back
but why is a body bag Black?
Life & Stress
I used to go to work each day
I often wore a dress
some folk think I'm a bit strange
but I know it's just the stress!
I just want a job!
A victim of circumstance - I am not
On the industrial landscape - I am a blot
I crave opportunity - And the will to live
But in this time of uncertainty - What do I have to give!
There was a young lady called Di
who swore that she couldn't lie
she said her bum was small
and with those long legs she was tall
Suffering in Pain
Anguish caught together like spikes of pressure
Re calling the last time
Crooked and twisted like pinnacles of fate
Like a swan floating calm,
serene above the surface,
I'm paddling like mad below.
Making sure the workflow flows.