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Love Poetry Hate Racism 10 May, 2008

Filed under: Poetry — greenmeru @ 7:26 pm
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Poetry: “the art of rhythmical composition, written or spoken, for exciting pleasure by beautiful, imaginative, or elevated thoughts.” That sounds like a poem to me!

The Love Poetry Hate Racism night recently at The Globe exceeded expectations. A friend who came along said it was the best night out she’d had in a long time. She also said that she’d been writing some words since that night and even her “inner dialogue” was poetry. How beautiful!

The space for the audience at The Globe is a sloped carpeted floor, with room to chill out and even lie down. It matched the relaxed and welcoming atmosphere.

The night was proof that poetry is far from its reputation of being dull and boring; it is full of life, passion and fun. The Brisbane poetry scene is particularly exciting at the moment with lots of stuff going on and so open to new people on the scene.

I was enthralled by the use of the music and poetry, and it got me into Brissie band The Golden Virtues. A fun and inspirational night; can’t wait for next year’s Love Poetry Hate Racism.

Here’s the poem I read during the open mic section (that I wrote that day!):

RACE FOR LIFE

What race are you?
What defines the race you belong to?
Is it the shape of your nose
Or the colour of your skin,
Your hair
There’s no DNA difference there.

The only race I know
Is the human race.

So don’t let others fool you
Into believing the stories about other races -
The arms race
Drugs race
Race for oil
And now
The race for water and for food.

They’re all just races
Designed to dominate
And people’s inability
To appreciate
To accept
To take action
To understand
That not everyone
Belongs to the same
Lowest common denominator
As themselves.

So many issues get reduced to race,
Creating wars
And
Racism -
Highlighting the differences between you and me
And what could be
A sweet relationship
Among members of Earth’s race…

Instead it’s become
An ‘us’ and ‘them’
And who are we
To be party of reality
When all we want is the imaginary world of
Peace, not war.

Well I’m going to choose my lines
While I fight with words
Because
I Love Poetry, and Hate Racism.

 

Green 26 February, 2008

Filed under: Poetry — greenmeru @ 12:17 pm

Cool as a tropical rainforest
You smooth my skin
And thoughts
Like a blanket
of soft smelling rain
That
Soaks into me,
Past my soul
Up to the back of my mind
Where
You appear
And I remember…
You.

 

Fragile 17 February, 2008

Filed under: Poetry — greenmeru @ 2:23 pm

I saw this window tonight

It was the window to my soul.

Broken glass, no pane,

Reflecting my pain

of a transparent heart

Where

Looking in, it’s empty,

that’s you.

Then looking out

it’s another you

The other you

And the world you

Whisk me away to,

Grabbing my hand with tender strength

To a life full of adventure

and dreams that come true.

If only our hearts would beat in time

With the melody of our dreams.

 

The future is now 10 February, 2008

Filed under: Poetry — greenmeru @ 7:27 am

Digital photos

And electronic lives

Distant memories lost on your hard drive

 

Untitled 10 November, 2007

Filed under: Poetry — greenmeru @ 5:11 pm
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you didn’t match the mood

of my dreams last night

when I thought I had it all

sorted

into one mind map of

two jigsaw pieces

where

you were a land mass

too difficult to reach

too far to even try

and understand

 

Mother and Father Earth 27 September, 2007

Filed under: Poetry — greenmeru @ 9:47 pm

Cigarette smoke
Car fumes
Your breath
Plastic bags
All choke me
And the fish in the sea.

Give me clean air to breathe
Green hills to stare at
A forest to live in
And a love to last a lifetime.

 

 
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