Skittered through dream grass pastures
Their stench in the stale bedroom air
I inhaled sharply, breaking the surface of my sleep
Time unfolding forwards, infuriating already, fast in its creep.
Poetry - Schoolboy Ethics By Maurice Fairfield
We're not going to cut and run
We'll stay till the job is done
We're hard men here in Australia
We'll hang tough and never fail ya
Socialists and Greenies may
Live to fight another day.
Poetry - Bollywood in Half a Minute By Jane Foster
Two people meet and fall in love
But they can't be together,
Because of religion, or caste or something
So they go behind a tree
Sing a song about it
Dance in a cornfield for a bit
Poetry - Life In The Balance By N. Sheppeck
A mothers hope a heart that's torn,
To see her helpless one and all.
Afraid to think of better times,
She dwells on dreams that should be hers.
A bitterness betrayed by love,
She hides her tears from those she loves.
Poetry - Bridge It, Jones By Jane Foster
The archetypal Bridget Jones
Wants less flesh around her bones
To look like all the movie clones,
That's our Bridget Jones.
And every bar where'er you roam
Has turned into a Bridget zone
Poetry - The Final Kick By Michelle Dee
The beautiful game it is not.
Your team may well be unbeaten,
what about the innocent victims
who fall prey to vicious attack.
Hooligans spoiling for a fight
a score to settle before the landlord
Poetry - How to Lose Friends and Alienate People By Lee Cassanell
I love you like a daydream
Like an opened pack of Rolos,
I love you like the summer
Like a Jimi Hendrix solo,
I love you like the ocean loves and laps at every wave,
Poetry - 1000 Words By Lee Cassanell
The Raven came over
Hair Down to her Shoulders
I asked her for something to Sip
She called me pathetic
Her Words so prophetic
As I pushed the Rum through my Lips
Poetry - Maybe it's because I'm a Londoner that I am such a c**t. Cockney John vs
The professional Yorkshireman By King Rat
Cockney Cor blimey guv'nor you're not what I expected
Tyke: What a whippet, flat cap and the sense of bein' rejected
Cockney Faraway from home, the big city's near
Tyke: Aye it's grim up there, but its shit darn ere
Cockney: Down to the queens arms, up with our knees
Kids, Poetry - A Scary Night By Ruth Wilson
Witches and bats,
Broomsticks and black cats
Gathering together for Halloween.
Eerie ghosts scream
A trick or treat to be seen
As spirits float to every home.
Poetry - Exhilaration Denied and Bulling Bone China By Steve Rudd
Long division carries over the little things that add up
On late railways across the USA
Glue sniffers'll get stuck
For words when they're sick
Lumps in the throat tend to stick, to fit
Poetry - My first day at school By Lee Cassanell
Do you believe in the devil? the black widow said,
As she kicked at my friend to make sure she was dead
I replied with a glare of disgust and defeat
And then closed the scared eyes of the girl at my feet..
Poetry - From Kathman to San Fran By Steve Rudd
From Kathman to San Fran
Round the canyon and then some
Routine cheques withheld ransom
I'm gonna go get 'em..
From the same toilet seat, contracting curry house blues
Poetry - Silent Past, Little White Lie and In The Shadows By Amy Rout 16
I saw you lurking in the shadows
I thought you were following me
I turned around to look
But only your silhouette I could see
A silhouette means nothing at all
Just the figure of a face