More from our poets!

Rob Corbet has forwarded some more poetry from our Poetry 1 students. Once again, sorry about the double spacing, which isn't in the originals...

Tracey

 

Little Lunch

Children’s laughter

Big front teeth

Swings and slides, bark flies

Running, confused and happy

Coloured balloons and merry go rounds

Playing kiss chasey, hide and seek

Shivneel, I love you!

 

Aeroplanes

 

Touch hair softly back from your face

Make me feel closer to you

Warm, fuzzy socks, soft blankets and snuggling

By the open fire on winter days

Bright eyes, hot lips, warm hands, trembling

Waiting

 

Red heart, red blood, chocolate kisses

Melted by tears and broken glass

Heart bursting

 

Dark clouds of disbelief

When you and I used to hug

Having felt cold ever since

I turn away from the old couple

Hand in hand

On a park bench

 

Time

 

The gold watch my mother gave to me

Roman numerals worn by the passing hand

An empty clock face and spilling sand

The clocks at Flinders Street Station

Needles moving quickly

Waiting, hurry up, hassle, worry

Grasping opportunity before it’s too late

Stressed out, busy streets, deadlines

People wearing black amidst chaos

Rush of life is constant.

 

It’s never enough. Are you enough?

 

 

Truth

 

Cold hands, cold heart, hot tears

He was a good man

A coffin being lowered

Life reduced to dust

Emptiness

A silence surrounds him.

 

All that’s left now

Final loving words on a gravestone.

 

 

A perfect world

 

White clouds spread across an open sky

Colourful flowers, a dove flying

Soft sunrise, a gentle rain.

 

From different backgrounds

Children playing, happiness

Friends that love each other

Together.

 

A hiss of steam, then I’m off.

by Tommy, Tarryn, Stephanie, Rhys, Melissa, Meady, Judith, John B, Elyse, Christine, Austin, Antonia, Antonette, Huda, Melita, Sarah C, Tomas V