Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Bell works Oct 2014
I love my sunburnt country,
But not when reefs turn white, and rainforests fall

I love my sunburnt country,
But not when racism, misogyny, and hypoceacy govern it's people.

I love my sunburnt country,
But not when we've boundless plains to share, just not if you come by boat

I love my sunburnt country,
But not when people are taught that because you cover yourself, you are a the enemy.

I love my sunburnt country,
But not when we pretend that this land isn't stole.

I love my sunburnt country,
But not when it's on fire
Big Virge Sep 2014
I move in ... " The Dark " ...
Like ... Deep Sea Sharks ...
Therefore ... " My Bite's " ...
Worse Than ... " My Bark " ... !!!
  
Why HATE ... because ... ?
My ... skin tone's ... DARK ... ?!?
  
Racists ... NEED ... !!!
A change of heart ... !!!!!
  
"Some Aussies" ... seem to ... ?
Think they're .... SMART .... !!! ....
  
Well ...
It's ... NOT WISE ...
to make me ... START ... !!!!!
  
"Sydney" ... NEEDS ...
..... My Poetry ..... !!!!!
  
What makes them think ... ???
it's ... " Their Country " ... !?!
  
"Rednecks" ... NEED TO ... !!!
" Leave " .... The Beach ....
and check back through ....
  
.... " Their History " .... !!!!!!
  
I'm DARK ... like ...
.... " Aborigines " .... !!!
  
"Who" ....
Just like ... ME ...
will ... NEVER SEE ... !!!
  
A time where ... we ...
are ... FREE ... to live ...
and ... NOT ... Witness ...
  
HATRED .... from ....
" Redneck " ... RACISTS ...
  
Trust in this ... !!!
My Darkness ... HITS ...
A ...  Rednecks' Lips ...
with ... POTENT ... scripts
that would .... " Befit " ....
  
A day where sunlight
is ... " ECLIPSED " ... !!!!!
  
Why are ... So Many ... ?
AFRAID of ... " The Dark " ...
  
Yet seem ... Afraid ...
of ... "Truth Filled" ... light ... ?!!!?
  
" Party Times " ...
are .... YES .....
  
.... At Night ....
  
and ... ****** Highs ...
Usually ... take flight ...
Long After ... YES ...
Sunlight Shines ... BRIGHT ... !!!!!
  
Darkness ... Rules ...
My ... " Inner Mind " ...
and helps ... Design ...
  
..... " Poetic lines " .....
  
My use of ... rhyme ...
is ... " WELL REFINED " ...
  
to speak on ... " Darkness " ...
WITHOUT ... Harshness ... !!!!!!!
  
Reality's ... BITE ...
is ... STARK and
.... HEARTLESS .... !!!
  
Racism ...
I DO NOT ... " Harness " ... !!!!!
  
But ....
Darkness ... now ...
is how ... things are ... !!!
  
that may seem ... Harsh
but is ....... " THE TRUTH " ..... !!!
  
So ......
Don't you ... start ...
to say ... My Mind ...
is ... Primed to write ...
Rhymes that send out
  
" NEGATIVE " ... vibes ...
  
I'm shedding ... LIGHT ...
On ... " Racist Fights " ... !!!!!
and ... Other Things ...
Within ... My Sight ...
  
while ...
" Most " ... Ignore ...
Until ... They Fall ...
down to where the ...
  
" Dark Ones " .... CALL ....
  
" DARK " .....
Black Holes ...
to ... BUY ...
  
" Your Soul " ...
  
Don't get ... "Caught" ... !!!
you may get ... " Bought " ...
and find that life ... is just ...
  
..... TOO SHORT .....
  
to ... Reject Light ...
  
OPEN ... Your Eyes ... !!!!!
  
and ... REALISE ...
Walking ... "blind" ...
Won't Help ... " Mankind " ... !!!
  
Darkness reigns ...
in skies ... these days ... !!!
Especially when ... Oil Depots ...
  
.......... BLAZE .......... !!!!!!
  
BIG ... " Dark Clouds " ...
across ... Our Towns ... !!!!
  
Things like ... this ...
are causing ... FROWNS ... !!!!!
  
"Darkened" ... MOODS ...
as fuel .... " POLLUTES " .... !!!
Our ... Atmosphere ...
and Peoples' ... food ... !!!!! ...
  
Oil is ... CRUDE ...
and in ... " The News " ...
  
I'm Saying ....
Can't ... " These Fools " ...
  
... " COMPUTE " ... ?!?!?
  
or ... " Manage " ... things
that need ... TIGHT SCREWS ... !!!!!
  
Clearly ... NOT ... !!!!!
  
They're ... Needing Clues ...
on how this ... Started ...
in the ... " DARK " ... ?!!!? ...
  
Things are now ...
Falling .... apart .... !!!
  
Like i've ... said ...
Reality's ... STARK ...
  
" REALITY " ....
  
Sheds Light ... for me ...
on things ... " Most Folks " ...
DON'T WANT ... "to see" ...
  
..... " Poverty " .....
Breeding ... More Thieves ... !!!
.... " Violence on "
Our ... Darkened Streets ... !!!!!!!!
  
Cash Scandals ...
from ... Companies ...
who have ... "Close Links" ...
with our ... " MP's " ...
  
Armies ... who ...
now ... DESTROY ... Peace ... !!!
and leave more ... " Broken Families " ... !!!!!
  
These are ...
  
" DARK TIMES " ... !!!
  
I think you'll find ... ?
  
Unless you ... " Choose " ...
to be .... inclined ....
to ..... look away ......
and turn ... " blind eyes " ...
  
You may find ... that ...
You'll be ... surprised ... !!!
because ... " Such Actions " ...
are ...... " UNWISE " ...... !!!!!
  
Walk in ... " The Light " ...
NOT in ... " The Dark " ...
before ... Your Life ...
Gets Ripped ... APART ... !!!!!
  
Don't play ... " Smart " ...
cos' ... Nature Now ...
is ... Hitting ... HARD ... !!!!!
and .... NOBODY ....
Can Pull ... " It's Card " ... !!!!!!
  
" Big City " ... Lights ...
are ... NOT SO ... bright ...
  
Just like ... " Class "
Life's Now  ... A Farce ... !?!
  
Do what's ... NEEDED ... !!!
Show Some ... HEART ... !!!
  
It's NOT ...
That Hard ... !!!
  
Before our hopes
and dreams ... and world
  
become a place ...
  
That's COLD ...
........ and .......
  
..... " Dark " .....
Inspired, in part,
by the, Cronulla Beach Violence,
in Australia, and the,
Buncefield Fire in England ......
Eric Rodda Aug 2014
The train goes rattling down the track
A trail of smoke is at your back.
A spot of soot may close your eye,
To miss the gums as they fly by.

The porter shouts "All tickets please",
To check that all have paid their fees,
The engine driver blows his whistle,
As the view converts to thistle.

Out on the verandah the children play,
"Come inside", the parents say.
From the windows they hang around,
Not a care is to be found.

Traveling onward 'round the bends,
A joyous journey with our friends.
Then at last our stop we reach;
Hooray! Hooray! It is the beach.

Eric Rodda 1996
My only poem - Written in 17 minutes on the train trip from Adelaide to Marion, on the way home from work, after reading about a poetry competition...
Arya Arun Jul 2014
STRANDED

Shards of glass and scraps of metal
As the sand finally settled
I stared at the plane; a total wreck
Stranded, in hot soup we had landed

Quickly, we fled
Thoughtlessly, we ****** ahead,
Onto a lost, unknown trail
Unaware of what time would unveil

Days flew by without notice,
Every drop of water was bliss
Several miles away from home,
Stranded in what could be our tomb.

Tears rolled down our cheeks
Definitely, our future was bleak
Death was hiding under every stone
We were terrified, hungry and cold

We soon got bored
Our hopes were dashed
The situation was rather like a game show
We were stranded and so full of woe

Soon, Superman came,
But it was nothing like the video games.
Oh, at least we were alright,
Far, far away from the crash site

We were soon in the limelight,
Part of international affairs, just overnight
With parents, we reunited
No longer stranded, but certainly undecided
Loosely based on the book Walkabout
Mitch Prax Jan 2014
Alone in a dream,
Alone wide awake
It’s in my bloodstream
It’s more than I can take
I fell asleep with a memory
It’s always the same mistake
when dreams are only temporary
It’s more than I can take
Mitch Prax Jan 2014
It is paranoia which destroys a man
Like oil destroys the sea
It is anxiety which destroys a man
Like termites destroy a tree
It is jealousy which destroys a man
Like disaster destroys a street
It is hatred which destroys a man
Like cold destroys the heat
It is worry which destroys a man
Like pollution destroys the air
It is anger which destroys a man
Like bleach destroys the hair
It is lust which destroys a man
Like darkness destroys the light
It is heartbreak which destroys a man
Like sunlight destroys the night
Mitch Prax Jan 2014
Life is a double-edged sword
Life is an everlasting chord,
It stings when you are alone
As it sings its bitter tone
Life is a double-edged blade.
It cuts deep, you’d better be afraid
Wake up tomorrow and let it start
Feel it pierce your fragile heart
Mitch Prax Jan 2014
I used to miss you
I still do
Selfish, maybe
But I miss the old you
The you that spoke your mind
The you that wasn’t left behind
You’ll walk by and pretend it’s all okay
But it’s true
I still miss you
Sometimes I can see the old you
When your eyes flash
When you almost look real
Mitch Prax Jan 2014
She waits
Waiting for the phone to ring
Waiting for an end in the arguing
It keeps her up all night
but she’s gotten used to the silence
In the darkness, she finds a balance
her mind races
Each passing day feels the same
When repetition is her only game
dragging herself out of bed
hanging onto life by the thread
And out into the world she goes
but inside, she withers like a rose
Feeling like an unread book upon the shelf
Ink upon her skin, she’s an artwork in itself
standing there in her home-made dress
she sewed with the threads of distress
But she’s not dressed to impress
The perfect mess
Mitch Prax Feb 2014
We’ve been out there, alone
Chasing something that isn’t there
It’s taken me far too long
To realize that everything,
Everything we’ve ever wanted
Everything we've ever dreamed
Has been right there in front of us
Right there in each other’s eyes
Next page