Poem of the Week
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Chatting To The Driver
We have recently published a book using winning and other entries from the Poem Of The Week competition.
Click on the picture for purchase information.
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Poem of the Week will now also be judged by a guest reviewer each week Below are a selection of poems that have been submitted for poem of the week. Each week a guest reviewer will choose the winner and that poem will be highlighted for the following week and stored on the Archive Page. Every three months a special book will be published celebrating the winning poems for that period plus a selection of other poetry chosen by Lin and guest reviewers. If you'd like to be the guest reviewer one week, then please contact Lin here
Submitting poetry for Poem of the WeekWe accept poems of all types for this weekly event but do reserve the right to refuse to enter any poem that does not meet up to Mad Jock Publishers decency requirements. To enter a poem, just click on the link below and type the title and body of the poem in your e-mail. You will also need to add this line to your e-mail: "This poem is my poem and is not copyrighted by any other poet." If you would like your picture to go alongside your poem, then please attach a picture file with your e-mail. Submit poem here
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Poem of the Week is administered by Lin Priest.
Lin is the author of 2 Mad Jock Publishers publications.
  
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Winner Week 26
Guest judge Bobbie chose the winners of the twentieth week's poem of the week as Verona Winn and Donna Parkinson. See it here.
Winner Week 25
Guest judge Angee Edgar chose the winners of the twentieth week's poem of the week as Grandniem and Donna Parkinson. See it here.
Winner Week 24
Guest judge Shelley Lofthouse chose the winner of the twentieth week's poem of the week as Steph Spiers. See it here.
Winner Week 23
Guest judge Steph Spiers chose the winner of the twentieth week's poem of the week as Grandniem. See it here.
Winner Week 22
Guest judge Donna Parkinson chose the winners of the twentieth week's poem of the week as Angee Edgar and Bobbie. See it here.
Winner Week 21
Guest judge Rols Sperling chose the winner of the nineteenth week's poem of the week as Angee Edgar. See it here.
Winner Week 20
Guest judge Carl Harris chose the winner of the nineteenth week's poem of the week as Sheridan Whitehead. See it here.
Winner Week 19
Guest judge Keith Bickerstaffe chose the winner of the nineteenth week's poem of the week as Steph Spiers. See it here.
Winner Week 18
Guest judge Mary Merryweather-Travis chose the winner of the eighteenth week's poem of the week as Shelley Lofthouse. See it here.
Winner Week 17
Guest judge Sandra Sperling chose the winner of the seventeenth week's poem of the week as Alan Peat. See it here.
Winner Week 16
Guest judge Mick Blamire chose the winner of the sixteenth week's poem of the week as Angee Edgar. See it here.
Winner Week 15
Guest judge Laura Stephenson chose the winner of the fifteenth week's poem of the week as Laura Davey. See it here.
Winner Week 14
Guest judge Bob Kirke chose the winner of the fourteenth week's poem of the week as Laura Stephenson. See it here.
Winner Week 13
Guest judge Jeff Howe chose the winner of the thirteenth week's poem of the week as Doherty. See it here.
Winner Week 12
After counting all the votes the winner of the twelfth week's poem of the week is Laura Stephenson. See it here.
Winner Week 11
After counting all the votes the winner of the eleventh week's poem of the week is Steph Spiers. See it here.
Winner Week 10
After counting all the votes the winner of the tenth week's poem of the week is Ben Shevlin. See it here.
Winner Week 9
After counting all the votes the winner of the ninth week's poem of the week is Philippa Jane Cooper. See it here.
Winner Week 8
After counting all the votes the winner of the eighth week's poem of the week is Pip Travis. See it here.
Winner Week 7
After counting all the votes the winner of the seventh week's poem of the week is Steph Spiers. See it here.
Winner Week 6
After counting all the votes the winner of the sixth week's poem of the week is Mary Merryweather. See it here.
Winner Week 5
After counting all the votes the winner of the fifth week's poem of the week is Claire Seaman. See it here.
Winner Week 4
After counting all the votes the winner of the fourth week's poem of the week is Alan Peat. See it here.
Winner Week 3
After counting all the votes the winner of the third week's poem of the week is Donna Parkinson. See it here.
Winner Week 2
After counting all the votes the winner of the second week's poem of the week is Kazy. See it here.
Winner Week 1
After counting all the votes the winner of the first week's poem of the week is Eddie Lundon. See it here.
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Week 27 - 30th August - 5th September 2008 - Entries
This weeks guest judge will be Jin
Angel Whispers by Grandniem
In the stilled quiet of an
evening hour, silence beckons
moments of dread or disparage.
Within the dwelling of the heart,
is a loneliness that seems to grieve
the very soul.
An intercession of
Sweetness as though being
coddled to a mother's breast.
Warmth that seeps into
every pore, every fiber!
Elation that slowly takes hold.
The sweet breadth of harmonious
blending of body and soul
enveloped in rhapsody. There
is a whispering that the spirit
is aware of,...gently falling
upon oh such needy ears.
Heaven has sent an envoy to
preclude dire emptiness.
Tis the company of God's messenger
sent this fortnight!
Listen carefully,...
you shall hear,
~Angel whispers~
I fall by Donna Parkinson
Insipid memories that attack me as I fall
The spiral I take against a luminous wall
Visions of the past that I’d prefer to forget
Every last solitary one shrouded in regret
Still I fall
Still I call
No one can hear my voice
My life has been my own choice
I see vibrant colours that dazzle my eyes
As I fly through the darkened skies
My life flashes before me
And I look at death through the eyes of misery
I hear my Requiem loud and clear
I feel a burning sensation sear
Still I fall
Still I call
Pagan images pound at my consciousness
And they penetrate my sub consciousness
Suddenly, my fall slows to a stop in mid air
I am actually floating without a care
Multi coloured bubbles are passing me by
WI Market Stall by Steph Spiers
Jams and chutneys stand in a row,
plumb line labels, jars all aglow.
Fresh baked scones split with cream,
two dozen soft rolls, like yesterday’s dream.
This morning’s duck eggs speckled blue,
still covered in a sheen of damp and dew.
Victoria plums and fresh cut flowers,
the choices go on for hours and hours.
Strawberry sponge cakes drenched in white,
doylies and lace caps tied up tight.
Curly lettuces and hand raised pie,
laughing voices raised up high,
till market close means cash up time,
when divi is shared and pennies chime.
Such hard work, but more like play,
all is now packed away for another day.
The Few by Bobbie Coelho
What was the weather like?
On that September day
Young men soaring above
The sky like Apollo
Their personal gift of light Saviours from evil darkness
Silently encroaching
Trying to clutch our souls
Alone except for our hopes
Our prayers went with them
What were their thoughts?
Like naughty boys, flying
Having a laugh?
They were so young!
Newly ripened by the sun Invincible, or so they thought
One brief round, a dive
A life now gone
The target not quite reached
What did those families do?
When that telegram arrived?
A woman bereft: grounded now
A bewildered child: parents stunned
Wreckage all around
A question we should ask,
If I may be so bold
Did we keep their dreams alive?
What were their names?
Biggles? Oh yes I know
How many brave unknown?
Their names engraved
At Runnymede
A potent document
Stands proud
Pointing to the sky
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