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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Contradictions

by Daniel Mendes

If I fought fire with water?
Eventually I’d be steaming
If I matched fire with fire?
It’d destroy everything

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The Dark

by Daniel Mendes

If I should die, before I wake…
They would cut me up and throw my body to waste
Slash my remains with blades
Through my skin it penetrates

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T.E.A.R.S ( Tragic Events Amass Relentless Stress)

by Daniel Mendes

Resembling rain descending drains in winter
Mine like a damp wall – with an internal manoeuvre
Sensation of a slave ankles bound together
Frustration of life, not getting better

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Barack. Abuma?

by Daniel Mendes

When you won I was surprised
But did not celebrate
Because you’re still a politician at the end of the day
Famous for lies, painting a pretty picture in the war zone

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Clockwork

by Daniel Mendes

They say ‘hold your head high’ but why?
We are all living in shame
How can I look to the sky?
I’ll focus on the drain

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Rusty Can

by Daniel Worley

I wandered down to meet the sea,
To set my kindred spirit free,
I sat upon the golden shore,
A flock of seagulls swoop and soar.

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Grief

by Danny Herbert

it's not until memory drifts along,
carried by the gentle breeze
of a fading hurricane that once
wings flapping turbulence

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Bitter Words

by Danny Herbert

I keep bitter words in my back pocket
My flick knife, just in case there they
stay never used in safe sound silent
place Just in

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A Consideration of Life

by Dante Williams

Without negative thought, without thought of consequence, with simply a glance of the situation at hand, the blessing of life becomes but a burden to hold.
With a certainty of gloom, with an outlook so bleak, with the mists of time closing in, the hopelessness takes hold.
But for the eyes of the child, the love of those close, the ease of the passing would call.
As life reflects, as a story is told, a hopeful glint of sunlight shines through.

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causality knows naught

by Darren Gan

A reason now,
causality knows naught.
Faith we shall,
though fate forgot.

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