Poetry Blog by Matthew Derbyshire

(Poetry experiment after reading some Etheridge Knight.)

The young girls and
the young boys
all sit and play with
their new toys,
but at the risk of
sounding like an old fogey;
these new toys aren't
like our toys used to be.

 

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Sat here on facebook.
Should be writing poetry.
"Stop messing! Start work!"

 

Writing a haiku
about writing a haiku
is really boring.

 

She always uses
angry alliteration;
it's so annoying!

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My sister bought me a bookmark.

At least, that's what I think it is.

On it is a picture of 2 penguins and beneath them the words

“Some people make the world more special, just by being in it.”

 

My name is Matthew

which is Hebrew for “gift of God”.

That's a hard thing to live up to!

 

It must mean I need to work hard;

I must have to change the world.

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Sat broken,

smashed by my own lusts.

Yet I find you still here, picking up the pieces.

 

Again I've done you wrong.

But again I find you putting me back together,

making me whole.

 

How can I deserve this,

after what I've done.

 

I don’t deserve this,

and yet, still,

I find you here.

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