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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The Poetry Slam

by Dave Schofield

And to think you were just a fan at a slam
She said, as she held his hand.

Just a man watching as she read

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Father Son

by David Cozens

Tall, back broad, voice resonant and deep. Chisel stone gaze within crenellated keep.

Lightening and thunder; argument claws the air. Mirror image endures; my frailty laid bare.

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Spring Arrival

by David Cozens

Sunlight washes the building side: Beams muted by the morning chill.

Spring her breath moist sweet and quite still.

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Dreams of Africa

by David Swan

From the ashes rose Africa

A phoenix of pure sunlight.

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The River

by David Swan

Tired and brown the river winds down

through mudflats and derelict houses.

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Sister Static

by Debbie Jellings

When a newly-charged toothbrush
groans like a dying calf in my mouth
and the light of a head-torch
is snuffed in the aura of my hand

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Statues

by Debbie Jellings

She was around twelve: at the brink of womanhood, a pale-skinned pre-Raphaelite
beauty, brick-red crinkly hair, eyes brim full of soul and fury. Her wheelchair was
jack-knifed between the canteen hot service and salad bar, defiantly not in a queue
that had anyway now disbanded. Former queuees stood around, ring-fencing her as if

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Vacuum Plea

by Debbie Jellings

Made by Space Bag 6 Piece Vacuum bag set: easy to use for packing
bulky soft items and very effective at squashing them down to minimum cubic area.

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On sleeping alone

by Deborah Alma

oh my oh my what big teeth you have you letters of love smelling of sandalwood in your special box of disappointment and raging not sleeping soundly remembering that you should be the start of the happy ever after story not the little girl swallowed whole to be saved by the woodman and his wielded axe

wolves in sheeps clothing
grannies bonnets tied with a ribbon under their sweet little chins

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The Best Nights

by Dee Connolly

Oops, don’t open that window, it doesn’t shut
and we’ll have to climb on the ledge outside
to give it a thump.

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