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The Top 5 Poems of the Month

December 2003

Our winning poet for December is Clive E Oseman.
Read Clive E Oseman's biography and more of his poems

The White Stick

The white stick is a symbol of blindness.
This is true, I speak from experience.
My mother, stinking, with her lungs full of tar
could not see as her life shortened each day,
that beyond the carcinogenic haze
her own flesh and blood craved the nourishment
of the food sacrificed to buy her fix,
but settled for destruction of their health.
Fat and grease for vitamins, smoke for air.

Blind to the devastation created by her
personal weapons of mass destruction,
she was disarmed by the troops of nature
attacking her lungs and nervous system,
and at forty seven her life was through.
We children mourned, but as the tears flowed
the air was cleansed and we began to breathe.
 

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Here are the other four poems chosen by our imprint editors as winning poems for December. All other poems submitted for the Top 5 Poems of the Month for December are being considered for various anthologies.

Bright to Grey in Just a Day!

The day was fresh, packed with spring,
The sky a pastel blue.
The grass it glistened in the sun,
The dew had soaked it through.

The steam began to rise from where,
The sun began caressing.
It was without a doubt I'd say,
Nowt less than impressing.

I felt relaxed, insouciant,
I walked into the day.
With heart of joy and happiness,
But fate had cards to play.

The first card came as time,
The sands had fallen still.
Of life and loving on the earth,
My gran had had her fill.

The second card a memory,
The painful catalyst.
The reason I had roamed at first,
My thoughts to granddad missed.

The third card, understanding,
The ace, delivered clever.
Everything in this life dies,
Nothing lasts forever.

Sid "De" Knees

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Only Heaven

What vision could my love do justice even to
Your fair scent and look and touch that moves
My heart and loins and fosters a loving woo
And gives me wings and in all things improves

No picture with colours of deep magnificent hue
And brushstrokes of genius that touch the soul
Could ever compare to the loving wonder of you
Or tell of my want of you as my ultimate goal

Nor a building of beauty even made from true love
From a master sent from the corners of the world
As the Taj Mahal Artist was inspired from above
They fade into nothing when my love is unfurled

You are but the truth and pure love that is real
Only heaven can compare to the love that I feel

Robbie Mackenzie

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A Lover's Prayer

Let me awake with you in my arms,
and I wake up the happiest of men.
Let your face be the first I see each day,
and the last I see when my day ends.

Let me be all that you want me to be,
to answer each question that you ask.
Let my hands and my will be at your call,
to perform each sweet and loving task.

Let me be always at your side, my love,
in this world of floods and droughts.
Let your voice be the one I hear most,
in this world of whispers and shouts.

And let me love you now and forever,
wherever the night and day leads us to,
so that far beyond mere stars or sun,
past time itself, I'll still be  loving you.

K. M. Mahmud Hasan

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9 to 5

12 hour shift or nine to five
Remind yourself that you`re alive
Mobile phone attached to ear
Diary booked for another year
Take a break and look around
Stop your chasing of the mighty pound
There`s more to life than a filofax
Paying someone to fiddle your tax
Faster, faster get out my way
I`m on the up, no time to delay
There is a world outside PC
The conveyor belt, 1,2,3
Try and feel, don`t use the net
Life`s too short to fuss and fret

Paul French

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