bad 2 minute poetry
On the day when the sun’s haze
Was an opaque obscuring of clean,
Crisp air...
Poem Petition to the Virgin Mary to help all mothers or mothers to be
Tribute poem in honour of the Virgin Mary
a dialogue of disagreement
since territorial interests
are involved
Aubrey slammed her “17 Magazine” over her face and inhaled the faded scent of ink and glossy paper. So bored. How many times had she read this?
A tiny cold grey sun shone through the lifting cloud; as the cloud arose, it slowly began to change the colour of the road from a wet black treacle, in the distance where the trees stretched their fin
Faze has backed some girls towards another part of the playground. A teacher tries to catch them all but everyone runs away – too slow, loser...
Will the world be forever blue?
Ask the children of the Earth
As they waste the trees in the forest,
As they cast their poison in the sea;
As they part the clouds with their evil bombs
Merciful as a knife
You are
In control of my life
You are
Wake me in the morning
Send me to bed at night
Choose my friends
Tell me what to wear
Learn to live without you
One day I swear
Wouldn't have believed it
Could have brushed it all off as lies
But the truth was there for me to see
You did it right in front of my eyes
And I'm glad no one else knew about us
On Saturday nights he really came alive. This was his night.
breakfast among the
dunes, shifting ridges, windy
nudges
“Of cause I’ll love, you
With the beating of a hand,
But—with this love”.
Be sure to understand.
“Love is not a bye word,
Written in the moving; sand.
brother and sister
in a march to aging
Aren't you a curious one, trying to find out what I am?
The archiving of my soul
Proves a painful business
A 'syntax' is the atomic unit of a sentence which describes something (a fact). For example, "A brown Cat." We use an adjective and noun to create a syntax.