MAG Poetry Competition 2010 - search for new poems

About 80% of the participants in the 2010 poetry competition wished their poems to remain viewable on the website. Check these out here:

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Death Powder Grunts

by James Newman

Your hypocrisy’s pissing me off,
Neurological dystrophy,
Chalking the minds of the limited.
Bankers, politicians, journalists, freaks;

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Before Dawn in Spring.

by jamie shaw

The night
sky is like one big black fucking eye.

There is no

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barren

by jamie shaw

There is a half empty
Vodka bottle
on the coffee table
between the three of us.

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Angle Tarn

by Jan Harris

One day I will climb again to Angle Tarn
where we heard the ice stretch-sigh like ghosts from fathoms low.
We carried on to Rossett Pike for the view to Mickleden,
the drumlins drawn in shadow.

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The Wail of the Azan

by Janmejoy Gupta

On a cloudy morning,
The sound of the Azaan
wafts to my ears,
I sit in my small cubicle,

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Away From Winter’s Chill

by Janmejoy Gupta

When the echoes of screaming swifts,
Slowly fade away amidst the hills,
When butterflies’ colour and grace has
Charmed the woods with simple frills,

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Old Country Bunglow

by Janmejoy Gupta

A sleepless, lovelorn myna,
Stirs dawn’s first spark of light,
A round, eerie patio glows,
Like a lake on a moonlit night;

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The Human Mind

by Janmejoy Gupta

I love to roam alone, unseen,
In cities of the human mind,
I prize the streets untrod by crooked thoughts-
Vile-born, unkind.

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Death

by Janmejoy Gupta

One seldom ponders over you,
O Death, mostly over wealth,
But you – rowing clouds
Of nimble night with stealth;

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Tainted Spell

by Jayne Austin

Misty tears cloud the candlelight
As I struggle to recall desire in your eyes
Against the satin your scent falters
Tangled fragments with my spirit

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