MAG Poetry Competition 2009 - search for new poems
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Under a soft grey summer sky
The playful wind whipped up the white sails,
That soared and swept the little boat astray.
The blue waves, flecked with gold,
We are the prisoners of robots,
Who patrol white corridors in long white coats,
Their shoes tap out the minutes and seconds,
Clipboards mark the hours.
Talking to God
So lonely is this life in which I live,
So little I receive for what I give,
Compassion, love and sympathy; I miss,
And so, I fear, that it has led to this.
TV With the Sound Off
Night: Balms the sore from scratching
and friction in day
Parasites inside my veins beneath my eyes vacate to black for now
My body, it starts to ache
The Lust of a Misanthrope
Chairs in a room,
I'm facing away
Conversation aims to bring from-
I say nothing.
Tree of Hope
How quickly can a smile fade?
last night i dreamt of you
sitting on a tree swing
your legs outstretched
your smile fading into the late summer air
Whatever it was that shocked the queen
Has made the King look very stern