MAG Poetry Competition 2010 - search for new poems
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You are the key to my holiday caravan
wrapped up in salty sea air, sun kissed;
decadent day of ice cream and sandcastles.
A flat pack version of my former self,
lying in a pile, one screw missing.
Two point five children, searching for instructions
lost somewhere along the way. Me, waiting
Tangled up, messy, hurtful,
Kind, encouraging, hopeful,
They can be anything we want,
Just like our minds,
A New Year has begun,
They say wondrously,
The cycle of life
"I hate you,"
She stormed out of the room.
Her mother looked on, eyes brimming with tears,
How time has passed-days, months, years...
‘Life is a gift’, they say,
‘Make every moment worthwhile’
We’re supposed to keep unhappiness at bay,
And through our sorrows muster a smile,
Lament for a Dead Child
I did not ask to be born;
Got by chance, and the thrill of risk,
Thrust into consciousness by climax and gush
Of public outcry, I am all
You look nice
I thought of her, sitting miles away, as we hugged
There she smiles awkwardly revealing too many teeth
An uncomfortable heartfelt glance.
The Tired Warrior
The warrior lays down his sword and sighs.
He has fought the good fight and now
He is free to wander gently into the light.
Into The Drain
There is a place in my head that makes me energetic
And a place in mind that makes me go insane
And a place in brain that makes me feel pathetic
Its such a shame no two places are the same