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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I Make Death Omelettes

by Mary Dennis

I am not going to die.

I am not going to die
because I laugh

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Hauptstrasse

by Mary Dennis

Bells tell us to rise
and the shadow of God's hand
begins to move
over the city. It envelops

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Her

by Mary Dennis

May pianists play symphonies in praise of her greatness
May painters depict Venus and Aphrodite in her likeness
May sculptors strive to eternalize the curves of her frame
May scribes who seek the perfect word discover her name.

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Hungry Like The Wolf

by Matt bowden

Roaming like a wild animal in the forest
I am hungry like the wolf
This decadence has eaten away my soul
The rough love that I desire from him and him

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Smoke Cloud Incision

by Matthew Kruzmetra

apathetic vision
active indecision
stone washed memories
like a smoke cloud incision

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Colours in a Void

by Matthew Kruzmetra

brain dead dozing
thousand mile stare
scattered thoughts composing
I wish I didn't care

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Would you be my one and only

by mejd Jaber

Would you ever think to ask me out,
Would you take me to a movie,
Would you dare your-self to hold my hand in-front of your ‘mates',
Would you really take me on a date,

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and i awake

by Mervyn Cooke

The burn would run all night and morning
Gurgling seductively outside my bedroom window
Golden brown and bubbling over the peat-moss moors
Sounds of scratching fowls and swishing cows

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It Won't Stop Raining

by Michael Bowden

A break in life that reminds you
how broken Life has become.
Wasteful rain
that washes away

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Pierides

by Michael Bowden

Often I'll wait with bated breath,
While on Grecian steps I lie,
For their clamour. But, with a whimpering sigh
Of wasted hope, I stand alone.

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