Entry - MAG Poetry Prize 2011


by Keeley Hickin

With bulb and with soil, enrich this dear soul
Sunlight spray this earth, bringing sprout to fore
Let life to this body, to tend thee to chore
To glow and rise in this bedded pot-hole
But from coal skies came the heaviest pour
Washed seedling to drain, screeched its way down stream
Where hope once shimmered, now blackened in gleam
Made blood over-boil and at sinews it tore
Perennial twist, did thy quandary pose
For disappointment was but fleetingly felt
One dearth of many, of those to be dealt
In considered thought, this cyclical fair
Of merry-go-rounds, and sowing of woes
Gather imprudence for this summer’s dare

Added: 23.04.2011

Judges' comments on this poem


A great poem raisimg many questions in my heart