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An Awkward Dance In The Shadows – Promote Yourself

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We’re in the wild wood, now,
over the sky and into the deep end. 
The failing survivors are biting the frost on beggar’s hearts
to make it through the night. 
You see them in droves,
coming to chew off your only hope,
just to fill their stomachs with your disgust
and chase off their moment of doom. 

Kill a butterfly to call the winds of change, they say. 
Candy coloured liars.

Assimilation is the key word.
Acceptable projection at the proper moment
in the most effective way–
to disarm…

Intentions are rotten panic,
coiled in the desperate tension of false hope,
in the streets and at the dinner table. 
It smells of salt drowning in fear–
the old illusion of that over excited baboon,
long dead and still leading the way.

More crashing eyes roaming the streets these days
than maggots in the belly of a dead whale. 

It’s frightening and amazing to see it,
bastardized flesh game,
or crime-
The impossible scene
standing boldly fake,
pretending to be heartless. 

You can watch it with your own eyes-  
the dog faced streets are seething in it. 
An endless parade of lazy,
hopeless pain,
painted brazenly with high colours,
pink wound smiles and scared happy eyes. 
The impossible scene.

Delicate china doll cheekbones
shattering as they pass dirty, toothless losers
sleeping in the pavement cracks between mud and hair. 
Decaying love songs withering on benches,
waiting at the door for a special reason to feel joy-
waiting to begin the ending.

Sometimes,
if you look at the right time,
you can see the clay of a molded expression crumble;
and for a single, infinite second
you can see clear, a beast, raging to be set free,
hungry and mean. 

It doesn’t look like we’re going to make it, after all.

Better gather up the children
and seal their hearts in the tomb of love. 
Easier to learn when you’re young. 

I’ve got a box fit for the occasion,
made from the sex of Mary and Mother. 
You bring the altar. 
We’ll make it legal in the eyes of Greed and Domination. 

Fear is the new friendly face on the billboard of civilized street talk,
laughing and fucking to remain hidden in the blinding white of relentless orgasms. 
You can smell it in the crowds. 
The failing survivors,
decorating their genitals with TV show enthusiasm
and looking for the prize with a pocket full of cash. 
Ready for an adventure. 

Character creations
skillfully crafted into the glass of fear,
picking up the pace with increasing impatience. 

Breaking glass in my eardrums,
a cry of warning. 

I step back.

-John Thursday

http://johnthursday77.wordpress.com

‘Profiteer’ – Promote Yourself

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On the limits of my business, of its consequence,
you know nothing.

Though you see me walking down the street,
and watch the way my hips sway, you
can’t fathom the depth of its transactions,

of how hard, or how fast I can sell.

Though I could never tell you,
let alone explain,
that there’s no strength in numbers,

that I walk alone,
that the streets are dark no matter
how young the night may be,
that opening my tender mouth
would rot your dream to an apple core,

that this marriage of mine is odder than ever,
co-dependent on my forgiveness,
immune to my suffrage,
blind to my hunger,

I could never refrain

from the attempt,
for all its beauty,
difficulty, too,

though I can’t fathom,
let alone remember
how I got here in the first place. 

Alan Ryland
http://alanjryland.wordpress.com/

 

A Glimpse of Heaven – Promote Yourself

salmon
Fresh salmon seasoned and fried in pieces
Fresh bread
Peppery hot tomato ketchup
Juices running down our fingers
And hands
Standing up by the stove
As it comes off the pan
Burning fingers
Eating
Smiling
With glee
Doesn’t even get to the table
Standing in the kitchen
Grinning at each other…

A little piece,
A glimpse
Of heaven.

Cheryl Bhagwandin
cheryl62blog

Making a sandwich – Promote Yourself

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          It’s evening time
               And dinner’s at nine
  I feel hungry now
     Need to get a food-fix somehow

So I open the fridge
And decide to make a sandwich
I insert the broad into the toast
And as if energizing it starts to heat and roast

I place on it a crispy lettuce
And cover it with the cheddar cheese’s seduce
On top it comes a large tomato slice
And a diced chilly to add some spice

I add some boiled fresh chicken
And some mayonnaise to thicken
Then comes the final bread
And voila it’s ready!

I feel my mouth water
It’s time to slaughter!
The layers amalgamate to create a delightful flavor
A taste that my mouth can happily savour

aditya gawade

SCHOOL POETRY porchester school Nottingham

GOOSE FAIR 2012

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