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The Top 5 Poems of
the Month
August
2008
Checkmate in 5 Moves
I talked with God today
He's quite an ordinary bloke really
Not what you would expect
The sort of guy you exchange a smile with in the street as you pass
In vague recognition
There were not trumpet fanfares
No epiphany; no burning bush or rending of curtains
Just me and Him
Over a coffee
Playing chess
He didn't say much
I made the opening gambit
'I don't know if i belive in you,' I said
'That's funny', He replied, 'I was about to say the same thing'
He carefully moves His pawn in reply to my opening move
Looking at me all the time
I advance my kinght
'My problem is that so much pain has been caused because of you,' I offer
Without looking down
His bishop slices through the gap in a diagonal slash across the board
'I could say the same,' He replied quietly
My knight flees in fear and confusion
'But didn't I create you to explain all the things I don't understand?' I ask
His queen advances menacingly across the board
I barely notice it
'I thought i made you,' was His reply
I push my knight's pawn forward
I know i am trapped
His kinght advances to support His bishop
'I am confused,' I say, 'I don't know what to believe'
I see a glimmer of hope and advance my bishop to threaten His
He smiles and His fingertips meet as He fixes my gaze
'There's not a lot of difference between you and me my friend
Your problem is that you don't believe.........in yourself
You could have won this game'
His queen removes my pawn
'Checkmate!'
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Here
are the other four winning poems for
this month.
A Magazine Ate my Brain
Jordan's had a boob job
Charlotte's had a baby
I ate my own umbilical cord
With carrots, peas and gravy
Jordan's had a boob job
I wish I had her talents
Her breasts are always under threat
From chemical imbalance
Jordan's had a boob job
With silicone implanted
I slept with Elvis Presley's mum
When she got stuck at Stanstead
Jordan's had a boob job
Her cups were never bigger
I had a brain swap recently
With Arnold Schwarzenegger
Jordan's had a boob job
A boom and bust reduction
My lover's sex-change cat
Has lost a stone with lyposuction
Jordan's had a boob job
My name is Johnny Cash
My boyfriend's brother's auntie's dad
Survived a fatal crash
Jordan's had a boob job
My gran's a serial killer
My love-cheat husband told me
He had sex with a Gorilla
Jordan's had a boob job
Her new book's in the shops
It's really, really clever
It's got commas and full stops
Jordan's had a boob job
She knows that we adore her
She's not much good writing
So somebody wrote it for her
Jordan's had boob job
Her book's at number one
My neighbour's schizoid nephew
Thinks he's Che Guevara's son
Jordan's had a boob job
Who's having love affairs?
Who's going to marry Harry?
And who really bloody cares?
Jordan's had a boob job
It's in 'Hello' and 'Chat'
Stick knives in the lives of famous wives
And snigger if they get fat
Jordan's had a boob job
Last week I got abducted
By men from Mars in bumping cars
I did as they instructed
They took me to Planet Zob
And there I met Flash Gordon
I never get fazed but I was totally amazed
That he'd never heard of Jordan!
Rob Barratt
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Unknown Title
Cave quid dicis, quando, et cui
(Beware what you say, when and to whom)
Please do not strip the flesh from bone
To leave me bleeding all alone
Please do not harshly judge words, I choose
'Tis my matter...win or lose!'
Please do not try to overrule
You're not my master, I'm not your fool!
Please do not take what is not your right
To pain, upset and coldly slight
Please do not belittle and undermine
Humility IS the bottom line!
Please do not discourage or offend
Where too much hurt is hard to mend
Please do not trouble yourself, my dear
Your words ring hollow in my ear!
I do now take my power back...
As your ego bruised...begins to crack!
Vir sapit qui pauca loquitur
(Know when to hold your tongue)
Trish Campbell
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My Choice
When I was young I led the life my mother made me lead;
When I was young her lack of success was what I was forced to succeed:
Decisions that were made by me on the life I wanted to lead.
Would result in being blocked by her my life she wanted to impede.
Her issues, her failures, her lack of goal and all of the money she spent.
On making me who she was unable to be and to go where she never
went,
Were forced on me so here I am sitting back in my lawyers chair,
Still yearning for my dream to come true to pursue it now I would not dare.
To break out on my own right now I could never be so brave,
And if it did not work out for me my mother would turn in her grave.
Last night as I cried myself to sleep I heard a sweet voice say,
"Your mothers life has already been lived my child, be on your way."
"Her aims, her goals and plans for life my child you did succeed,
If you continue to ignore your heart, it will continue to bleed."
"One life you have, one life you live this is not a practice run."
"The reason why you are on this earth is just for Gods will to be done."
"The desire that you have in your heart is the purpose I have etched in your soul."
"So my child with this new knowledge, go forth and seek your goal."
Do not continue to dishonour your heart and the authority that lies within,
Because if you continue to do that my child it will lead to temptation then sin.
So here I sit in my lawyers chair thinking about my future plan,
The fear in my heart is replaced with love because my saviour is holding my hand.
Rosemary Martin
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Grandad
How can anyone know how this feels not only to loose someone else,
But to find deep down inside that you've lost a piece of yourself,
To look for a face that is missing just a long ago illusion,
Not ever really knowing why and being lost in the confusion,
Why did you have to go I wasn't ready to see you leave?
I wasn't ready to say goodbye we wasn't ready to grieve,
How could you leave us here to wallow in our pain?
Our heart crumbles at every picture or at the mention of your name,
There's nothing to look forward to everything's a blur,
No one understands me I just needed you there,
I never got to say goodbye and now my tears fall,
Because I know that I have lost you and with you I lost it all.
Amy Murphy
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