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A Satire of Carol Ann Duffy's Valentine
By Jason Karlson
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Not a cabbage or a radish
I give you a banana
It is a tasty snack wrapped in yellow skin
It promises nutrition
Like the opening of a box of weetabix
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There
It will deafen you with laughter
Like a clown
It will make your smile
Like a wobbling plate of jelly
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I am trying to be ruthless
Not a carrot or an aubergine
I give you a banana
Its fat deposits will stay on your hips
It is phallic and humorous
As it is
For as long as it is
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Have it
Its yellow skin slips people up
If you like
Funny
Its goo will stick to your fingers
And cling to your shoe
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Copyright © 2004 Jason Karlson
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Poetry - Abortion. By Amy, 16
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The day that she told me,
Came as quite a shock,
She didn't want the baby,
Both our worlds had quickly stopped.
She hadn't told her parents,
Nor her sister or her brother,
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Poetry - She Stands Framed, Duality and
Undulating Pulses .. By MD Tasker
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UNDULATING PULSES
EBBS EDDYS WHIRLS TIDES
FLUX AND FLOW, SEASONAL GLORIOUS RIDE
ATOM THUMP ELECTRON BUMPING
HEART STOPPING
CORPUSCLE POPPING
LEAF FALLING SUN STOPPING
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Poetry - You can take the boy out of the council estate...
By Lee Cassanell
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Pass me a chocolate,
Make mine a tea.
Eyes on the tele
Plate on your knee.
Kids in the garden
Shirts in the wash
Caring if Beckhams cheating on Posh.
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Poetry - Do Not Depend on the Wind By Maurice Fairfield
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Do not depend on the wind,
many a sailor and miller has found
A grave in the wave a grave in the ground
In waiting for wind.
Do not depend on the rain,
Pleasure and pain,
Harrowing loss, empty gain
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Poetry - I Shan't Be There Anymore by Michelle Dee.
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Forgotten now are the fairies and
fantasies, the magic and mysteries
Brush the glitter
from my eyes so sore.
I shan't be there anymore
The garden the swings, a child's
playthings, a chance for fun
in the hazy summer sun.
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Poetry - Wrong by Michelle Dee.
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Getting ready to go out for the first time in weeks
she selects her favourite jumper. She woke with a
cold and a shiver in her bones but she's going out all the same.
Hurry up, he shouts, Get a move on, impatience in his voice
Picking her way carefully down the stairs in kitten heels
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Poetry - Involved 23 By Matthew Tasker
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DARK ARCHES
EVERYWHERE
BUILDINGS
MINDS
BODIES
SYMBOLS OF DESPAIR
PLACES OF WARMTH
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COMFORT
PEACE
RELEASE
DISEASE
THEY HAVE
INSPIRED
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Poetry
- Somebody and Pictures
at an Auction By Maurice Fairfield.
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Somebody sentenced me to life some time ago.
For something I can't remember doing.
Now as my sentence dwindles to its close,
Freedom no longer pulls me as it did.
My cell though cramped, is cosy,
And the meals arrive on time.
Also, I have grown used to them.
I have some cell-mates.
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Poetry - The Nurses Visit By Nadie.
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My voice is lost,
no-one hears me.
Well meaning,
tearing out my heart,
middle aged ladies,
'where did you buy these cushions?'
I'm dying inside,
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Poetry - Chip Shop Woman by Lee Cassanell
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On Fridays and Mondays
And some times on Sundays
I enter your chamber of grease,
The waft of your Haddock
Lures me from my paddock
To lands of chip butties and cheese.
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Poetry
- Rosedale Chimney Hill By
Maurice Fairfield.
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Long ago in a different time
The World seemed bright and shiny new.
My chin still wore downy fuzz,
My eyes saw clearly, straight and true.
Though money was scarce I had my share
Of strengths and skills, and loads to bear
Could never crush inside my heart,
The love of life abiding there.
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Poetry - Void By Darren Sant
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"Where am I?"
Blackness. The absence of sound and light.
A non-entity floating in an inky void.
"Is anybody out there?"
Silence. Complete and utter nothingness.
Emptiness vast and lonely.
"Please answer me."
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Poetry - For those who lay dying.
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by Lee Cassanell
Sign me up
I'm off to war
I want to kill and fight
Please drop me on that desert floor
Let me join the side of right
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