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Friday 25 February 2011

Memory Lane...

Take a trip down memory lane.
As it unravles in your brain.
Again and again.
And you strain.
To remember.
Days in September.
When it rained.
And you played.
And you stayed.
Out for hours.
And the friends you made.
Now just names.
With no faces.
Along with the places.
Empty spaces.
Where the dust settles.
Covered in rusty nettles.
And wind whistles like a kettle's.
Through forgoten rooms.
New rotten tombs.
Where an old memory blooms.
For the first time in years.
And the tears.
Come quick.
Because then you were happy, now you're just sick.
To your stomach.
So you rumage.
To find something less painful.
More playful.
Times you were greatful.
Great fun.
In the sun.
Where you run.
On a beach.
To the sea.
That you see.
In the dreams.
When it's streamed.
From your happy memories.
Or camping under trees.
And you think "Please,
do not wake me from these."
But memory lane gets longer.
So it gets hard to ponder.
On things that were.
They all become a blur.
That's the biggest pain.
You get from memory lane.
-Harry
Like I give up on cream that won't thicken
On a plant that dries out
On a letter that refuses to write itself
A branch that won't break
A key that won't turn
A hair knot

Your hands fall beside your body, limply
You're tired of this infinite sadness that takes over me
Sometimes
Nostalgia, 
Details, mostly people.

I don't shout, don't break, don't cry
Just tired fingers, ears eyes
Don't let me
Light 
The spark
In my voice.

I miss everybody, especially you

-T

Wednesday 23 February 2011

Competition!

http://www.forwardpress.co.uk/

As valued poets, you are cordially invited to write a poem to celebrate the marriage of HRH Prince William to Kate Middleton on 29th April 2011.
COMPETITION ALERT: Rotary Young Writer 2011 - prose or poetry, max of 1600 words for prose, 400 words for poetry, theme on "Community Spirit"... GET WRITING! :D
Brightness glowing, shimmering brightly
A kite that light could dance above
Quickness thinking, tumbling quickly

Coolness chilling, sneezing coolly
Doors that looks could fill with love
Sweetness flowing, kissing sweetly

Darkness dancing, feasting darkly
Pens that craft a life-strewn glove
Loneliness longing, hiding, lonely

Elly
Those that flew as high as kites
In a crimson tinted sky
Now grip their wallets tight

And for their money flight
As they give us all they buy
Lock the door of the bank we might

We don't decide on what's right
We simply see the lies
That keep your pockets light
Bright lights noise and people
Kites flying in the midnight sky
As I march from the church's steeple

Waiting for a cry for help
Once it came I dived into flight so hight
Through a door I crashed with an accompanying yelp

As an old enemy rose and smiled
Picked up a pen and signed my name in blood
I collapsed to the floor, helpless, with a heavy thud
If I could make an all-seeing kite
Tripping and soaring and following me
That I would release with the blink of a night

I would look for a sign in its sight
I would build a door, axe down a tree
Leaning kite, listen to the whispering, light

Of the oscillating spring, of the all-seeing kite
Singing: 'Open the door, get the pen, so that we
Can re-see all the things that our hands can't un-write'

Tallie
A child confused, standing with his kite
Bewildered yet confused and full of life
A child scared, eyes shine so bright

A teenager flustered, in tears running to the door
Burning up heat, sweating down upon his chest
A teenager sprinting, thinking some more

A elderly man sat down with a pen
Beginning to write down knowledge with thoughts
An elderly man, philosophizing within his den

A kite, a door, a pen.

Lizard

Sinister lizard, wagging your tail
Locked up behind bars, dwelling in jail
Eyes raised, cut through the windows
Contemplating silently, plotting against your foes

Sinister lizard, your blood is so cold
Sat outside in the sun, put your plans on hold
Take in the sun, feel your skin warm
Look at me now, watch me mourn

Graham

Elephant

A mouse's worst enemy
A child's best friend
A TV show's character
A bringer of joy
A strange creation
A wild beast
Your favourite animal at the zoo
An exploited mammal
A mistreated and misunderstood breed
An object to be bought and sold
Beautiful
Majestic
Amazing
Inspiring

The Elephant
Claw and mountain
Beak and bird
Bring quiet meaning to these words
A sign of war, of fear, of pride
A flame inside those eagles' eyes
What daring fear or love sublime
Could keep the eagle down this time?

Elly

Thursday 17 February 2011

"the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars..."
-Jack Kerouac

Tuesday 15 February 2011

The Space/Time contium(Or however you spell it)

One of those things you think of too deeply.
And everything gets a little bit freaky.
You feel sick and look a tad peaky.
You try talk but your voice goes squeaky.
It's either religious, or scientific.
Can we not be more specific?
Why not ram, the two together.
God blew up, created weather.
Something that's gone a little mad of late.
We seem to piss off every techtonic plate.
But I'm going off my point, back to space and time.
It goes on and on? There's no finish line?
How can that be? I thought everything ends.
Or at least that the message that life sends.
And what about stars, that burn in the sky.
There's no oxygen in space, unless that's a lie...
Unless every star, is someone's soul.
They carry on living, after being thrown in a hole.
And what about aliens, decending on us all.
The univerese is massive, I feel so small.
If you think too much, you'd think that a life.
In the grand scheme of things, wasn't all that important right?
See, now I start to get a little bit shaky.
I've noticed, it's been happening a lot lately.
Spcae and time, go on, and don't seem to stop.
Yet the human body, gives up and starts to rot?
If God made us, that's a little bit mean.
If we're a coincidence, what on Earth do we meen?
But, yes, space and time, go on and on.
Like a memory, after we're gone.
So, yeah, we might all end up ending.
And somewhere in this, there's a message I'm sending.
Memorys can last, through time and space.
Laughter, love, a smiling face.
So make sure you fill your life with as many as you can.
And the Space/Time continum, your life will withstand.
-Harry

Monday 14 February 2011

Today

Today, I sent you a message,
I tried to ensure I got there first,
I sent it early and bright.

I imagine you got one from him, too,
But I like to think that's not what you prefer,
Hence why we're talking right now.

I know it must be confusing,
And I damn myself for doing this,
But no one can help their feelings.

All those times he's let you down,
All those times he hurt you,
I've been there.

To pick up the pieces,
To heal your wounds,
To fix the hurt.

And it kills me inside,
I'd like oh so much to act,
Selfishly.

Because I know,
And it kills me,
If you weren't with him,
You'd be with me.

-Chris S
Cheerful poem for today! =p Happy valentine's day, all.

Sunday 13 February 2011

Today is Valentines day once again i'll moan, For each year it passes yet each year I moan.
Perhaps this time it will be my year? Where I can be with someone and cheer
My heart has but one high hope, My brain forsee's the need to cope
For I shouldn't dwell on the matter, Yet I feel once again my heart may be left in tatter.
However I am a changed man, but you can't depict love in a plan
I know I carry echoes of my former self, I had to banish it for the sake of my own health.
Once a heart is broken it is gone beyong repair, smashed into pieces within the chambers lair

As an old friend once informed me whilst puffing, The broken pieces of your heart will dissolve into nothing.
However one piece will live on and grow into a stronger heart, For once again you'll be one whole part.
Metaphorically speaking of course, yet for what my old friend spoke of I will endorse.

I understand now and my time will come one day, for when I meet her she will lead the way.
Assuming I will grow up and be with someone, then right now she is walking under the sun.
I musn't give up hope I must always strive, because together my love we shall be more alive.
Everything I do present day bringing change my dear, it will be for you hun so please do not fear.
I will be the best I can be for you, Until then wait for me as I wait for you too.

Please understand that Valentines Day is not everyones chime, I on the other hand believe what awaits me is for another time...

By Graham Cox. Happy Valentines Day :) x

When Time

When the ghost, is haunting,
When the fire, is burning,
When the wheels, are turning,
Will you feel, my yearning?

When time, is slowing,
And the trees, are growing,
When the river's flowing,
And the boat is rowing,

When the fields, are sowing,
And the world, is screaming,
And the good, is leaving,
And the life, is fading,

And the fire, is burning,
And hell, is raising,
And I am dieing,
Will you be there?

-Chris S

Thursday 10 February 2011

In a house, not a home.
Feeling so alone.
Push to the bone.
Not even a moan.
Escapes my lips.
As it slips.
And rips.
My skin.
Push it deeper in.
And I'll sleep within.
The confines.
Of my mind.
I really hope these dreams aren't signs.
To the blind.
I think you'll find.
I'll take every blow.
You throw.
Every insult, every slight.
They all haunt in the middle of the night.
When I'm awake.
And I start to pace.
When tears stream, down my face.
But I hide away, just incase.
Someone sees the scars I place.
Or have been put there, by others' hands.
I wear them, like you wear wrist bands.
These show where I have been.
These show the things I've seen.
Syliva Plath's got nothing on me ;)
-H

Tuesday 8 February 2011

Democracy

Inspired by Graham's earlier post.

Democracy, hypocrisy,
The "lesser of all evils."
"It works to protect the people,
Provide choice,
be equal."
And yet we're stuck in indecision,
between party A, centre right,
and party B, in the centre wing.
And what's the difference?
The two cover up the same policies with different words,
Pretending to debate but agreeing all the same,
And though you might hear that the "budget has changed!
Government spending cuts, tax has been raised!"
No one will stand up and accept the blame.
They'll continue to claim,
Cause outrageous "shame",
And then do it all again under
Another banner, another name,
It keeps the people tame,
To think they have free will,
When in reality they're working at the til,
For minimum wage,
Unable to pay their way,
In a system of inherent disgrace.

So I don't know an alternative,
I can't pave a path to perfection,
Or suggest a different system.
But something needs to change,
For we're stuck in this perpetual phase,
Of indecision, lack of effective legislation,
And a concept so badly abused.

-Chris Sargeantson

Remember Not to Stray

Your heart stops -
But your pulse is set to racing.
Your nerves break -
But your mind is going crazy.

Full of energy,
Yet prone to being lazy.
You know the destination,
But you're on a road to nowhere.

You see the distance shining -
But you're blinded by the sun.
You hear the silence roaring -
But you're deafened by the sound.

You want to see the exit -
To find an easy way.
You're stuck inside this playground,
Without the time of day.

So follow what you think is right,
But remember not to stray.
Take a step into the wrong,
And damn what they all say.

-Chris Sargeantson

Remember Not to Stray

Your heart stops -
But your pulse is set to racing.
Your nerves break -
But your mind is going crazy.

Full of energy,
Yet prone to being lazy.
You know the destination,
But you're on a road to nowhere.

You see the distance shining -
But you're blinded by the sun.
You hear the silence roaring -
But you're deafened by the sound.

You want to see the exit -
To find an easy way.
You're stuck inside this playground,
Without the time of day.

So follow what you think is right,
But remember not to stray.
Take a step into the wrong,
And damn what they all say.

-Chris Sargeantson

Tuesday 1 February 2011

Two Party System

Lets talk about Capitalism, Widespread unequal schizm
Many in the poverty trap, few taking a millionare nap
Control is basically authoritarian, look at the oppressed humanitarian
Short term economic wins, long term environmental sins

Lets talk about Conservatism, The old fashioned traditionalism
For many long term pain, for few short term gain
Right wing Conservatism, there isn't widespread spoils of capitalism
A vote for conservative is a vote for a reckless initiative

Lets talk about Socialism, Left wing extremism
With their big government, Unfair yet equal benevolent
Control is centralised, The nation is destabalised
Short term stability, Long term incapability

Lets talk about Labour, Forget your neighbour
Destroy community links, Promote regional kinks
Squeezing the middle, Add a governmental nibble
Everyone go on the doll, for they think you're an incapable troll
A vote for Labour... brings about left wing fever

Don't get me started on the liberals, with their middleground quibbles,
You have a voice, yet only one choice...
Look at those weasels, which is the lesser of the two evils?
Our democracy is a sham, but who gives a damn?
Well I do, and I hope you do too.

By Graham Cox