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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by Tom Sutton

Submerged in the bushes, we dived
under bowers encumbered by
berries. Your sister was swallowed
by pregnant bowed branches, a red-

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Endangered Species

by Tomás Ó Cárthaigh

Once upon a time a phonebox
In the days when I was young
Was the height of technology
And from where taxis were rung Or worried mammys and daddies

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To A Poet Laureate

by Trayle Kulshan

Dear Sam, I once wrote eight page
letters to your son, quickly
placed inside the cedar shake box

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Shadow Keeper

by Trevor Seery

I am the Shadow Keeper, with you through the night,
flashing in the window and along the stair flight,
See me sometimes, sometimes maybe not,
I will make you paranoid until the darkness… stops,

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by tuhina mehra

Simon says up and Simon says down,
the players stand up and then they go round,
the puppeteer laughs wildly,
for come close.. n ill let you onto a secret,

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The Narrator and the Messenger

by Valerie Rubombora

I live as a narrator of life
(a what? did you say)
A narrator.
It means everything I feel

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by Verica Peacock

They lived in harmony their peaceful lives:
Croat, Serb, Bosnian neighbours, for years
helping each other through difficult times,
sharing joys and together shedding tears.

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Dear M,

by victoria celeste

I wanted to tell you the truth.
It was not in those read lines
of printed Arial, Times New Roman, Comic Sans or even Lucinda Handwriting.
Words lying on paper or a screen

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by Victoria Rose Poolman

She pushed the sensor mat under the bed with a yellowed heel;
She wasn’t stupid.

She sat and wavered to the clock’s tick, the tap’s drip,

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by Victoria Rose Poolman

You say that it is heart-shaped;
You are wrong. Since when
Was a heart such a perfect thing?

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