Many a Sweeney still live in this day and age
Those mis-informed bastards eye them with contempt
Dem upper-class eyes be glarin', "They should all be locked up in a cage!
Sittin' in parks drinkin' booze, some even smokin' hemp.
                       What outrage!"

I lived with some of them Sweeney's once upon a time; it was like a bloody zoo,
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Long tongue-twisted words of ambiguity

Difficult to understand

Ambiguous words-those double expressions.

Without any shame

'The Oxford Dictionary' acknowledges their meanings;

Simplistic and plain.

Words that speak of sight, smell, taste, touch

Structured words with candour and rhythm

Those stanzas of figurative language

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‘Alfonso!’ 
I heard her call from the doorway

Before she ran frantic from her home

She knew her son shouldn't be in the street alone

‘First time’, she says, he wondered out’.

Away from her eyes

Into the market place she goes

Desperately she yells out his name

His disappearance drives her insane

If she doesn’t find him soon

She will have to take the blame

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Last week in the lecture we were told to write a poem of an experince we have had with something we have never done before.
1981-A sixteen-year-old boy puts on his polished black boots
He's playing for a rep jersey in the U/16 Auckland League comp.
All the team are nervous his heart's pump'n
Proud to be where he is this day--his mind ignores the crowd

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It was a reflection, a memory
That moment when time seemed
To stand still for all eternity
Motionless I witnessed the last petal freely fall
As it turned, turned, turned

Warmth from a fresh tangerine sun and morning dew 
immortalized its beauty 
Tattooed on my mind.

It's fair complexion and dark tips atop its head
Like long straight black hair,
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This poem has to do with last week's Friday lecture. Michael Griffith had a few pictures up and I chose to write about the picture below.
Dinner time, the Devil's here
Enchanted, mesmorized women
Have no fear,

Quick! Before his wife Lamia arrives
Vampires I do despise
Especially when they drink first

Satan's wife's a real pest
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Seek a cold dark place?
Enter the Witches' lair
There your dreams of hope become nightmares.
Listen! 
From deep within

Your futures' seen your fate is sealed
Greed is the broth three sisters stir
Ah-yes Evil is a beautiful thing
Cunning like a whore,
Tis something no mortal fool cannot ignore

He wants, he wavers-yet his blood turns cold
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"The apparition of these faces in the crowd;
Petals on a wet, black bough."
 I love this poem...its the best one I've seen because its short and precise, and even though it is only two lines, it speaks volumes. I can visulize the hundreds of unknown faces. when I read these lines I picture shadows of corrigated people disembarking a train at 'peak ( Read more... )

I met her upon a dangerous cliff

Death was in her eyes and heart

There she stood cold and stiff

This beautiful woman I could not depart.

A cold chill ran along the coast that day

The language was vulgar and of hate

Her demons at work, on full display

I tried to tell her it was never too late

As tears welled up in my eyes

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Revolutionaries, Guerilla warefare, or Terrorists?
These soldiers with their arsnal of thought and imagination
Their weapons: pen and paper
All this in the mid-twentith century

'Beat'em up!- Beat'em down!
Either way that beat tis drumm'n in ya brain.
Them words, those meanings, the plot is "Freedom"!
Bring on the calamaties-the pain [of world order]

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