Thursday, May 21, 2009

she

Hi everyone,

Hope you're all well. Here's a poem I've been working on for a while. I keep putting it away, bringing it back out, changing things & putting it away again. One day it might be 'finished' whatever that means...

Cheers,
Deb


she

Who is she
depressing and ordinary?
She’s not me,
I’m unique and contrary
I never say die.
Not like her,
defeat in her eyes.
Resignation,
acceptance.
Not me,
I’m still fighting
raging at injustice.
Fierce
teeth bared,
a snarl, not demure smiles.
No batting eyelids,
no sideways glance,
coy looks, romance,
heart aflutter.
Leave me
to my guttural cries.
Realise.

Saturday, May 2, 2009

A Poetic Achievement

I recently entered a poem that has featured here in a competition run by DeScribe a Deakin University Writers' Group. The competition was organised in conjunction with Verandah, Deakin's literary journal, and was judged by the Verandah editors and "Little Pig" came in Runner Up.

I have never won anything with my poetry before so this is a very exciting moment for me!
Cheers,
Deb