I think on all the young men I was, but escaped from…………being.
Tuesday's poem was Mona Dash's "The Rape of Childhood" a very strong poem about child abuse. The truly heartbreaking final stanza explains the poem in a far better manner than I can.
The one shot at childhood,
that once broken,
Nothing can rebuild the
Spire of the dreams of tomorrow
Bryn Hyfrd's "For Estela" was Wednesdays poem about and Argentinian grandmother being re-united with her grandson. The poem makes the point about keeping up protests when you know that your right.
I am the madwoman who
asks too many questions
unpicking a tapestry of lies
its holes shedding light on
the faces of the disappeared
On Thursday Abi Wyatt's poem "12th August, 2014", marking the death of Robin Williams made a fitting statement about the impact it had on us.
Over breakfast coffee so much
is said, written, tweeted,
posted on Facebook and yet
there is so little left to say.
A star burned out and fell today -
Joshua Baumgarten's poem "sense of it" gave an insight into America's firearms problem and very astutely positioned that problem in the whole society.is said, written, tweeted,
posted on Facebook and yet
there is so little left to say.
A star burned out and fell today -
wound up maniacal states
stampeding boulevards flame filled pothole dreams
all you can devour cannabilistic buffet
open 24hrs.
I hope each one of you has a good week. Please keep sending your poems in because this is a time when we need to hear everyone's voices.