Theme for September 2013 - TRUST

Theme for October 2013 - MOTIVES






7 Deadly Sins by Maddy


I never thought I am guilty of this Sin,
But I am human, and If I am fat I would envy slim.
and if I were ten feet tall I would envy being small.
And if I were blind I would envy people having there sight!

I envied others that had more, better or Best.
Someone always had something I wanted,
my head became a mess.

Until I made peace with Envy,
It is natural to feel this way.
This feeling has a much deeper meaning.

Meaning to strive being better in your heart,
To have abundance of love and being smart.
Comfortable wealth, comfortable health,
Envy is not a Sin if you have love and friends,
as long as it is at no one's expense

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"Hate the sin and love the sinner."

- Garry Gamble


7 Deadly Sins by Sean



I am the King
of the Castle and
You're the dirty Rascal

An Empire built
on Sand
A strange look they say
washed his empire away

A fish rots from the head down
The King has become a clown
laughing and crying at the same time
In complete denial of his own crime

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7 Deadly Sins by Susan Jane Sims

(Blue eyes)

Through the hole
in the elbow
of your sweater
I glimpsed your pale skin.
In your liquid
blue eyes
I glimpsed desire.

In your silver car
I shivered
to your touch.

©Susan Jane Sims

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"All sin tends to be addictive, and the terminal point of addiction is what is called damnation."

-WH Auden


7 Deadly sins by Martin Kennedy

Colour coded thoughts
That own the sentence
Building fences
Out of chemical greed

Communion reunion
Minds intrusion
Sloth is a problem
Faith is the solution
Intuition believe are we slaves
In a dark blue cave

Resolution earth time ticking
Revolution is a vision will keep kicking
Lust is dust till dusk or dawn

Shadows envy wears our memory
Cell invasion gone the nation
Reinventing sailing

The haven for pride never died
So little red riding hood hide tonight

Vanity blind mirrors blink
Sinking beauty decaying smile
Santa Clause has come to town

Eat till white doves cry and fly
Across our sunny eyes and
Melts shadows envy

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"All sin tends to be addictive, and the terminal point of addiction is what is called damnation."

-WH Auden


7 Deadly Sins by Anissa


I confess when we met
You scared me to death
A weak man who has a hungry need
To control the women he meets
Then their was you strolling right in
Making my head spin
Your blue dress, taking away my breath
Gluttonous with lust
I pounce on my prey
You humour me
Slowly we slip away
I am possessed

Lying in her bed
Desire leaves me
As fast as it came
Her eyes do not entice me
The morning after
Guilt flows through my body
Passion replaced with fear
Years of commitment
Ripped to shreds
Do I confess to my love?
I was with another?

Beware of the girl
In the blue dress
Those eyes those lips
The poisonous words
Tender caress, deadly kiss
The temptress
Do as I say not as I do
Forgive me a sinner
Most of all never tell?

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Anyone interested in Fib Poetry (see Fassbinders Poem below)click on this link to see Gregory K. Pincus's blog:


7 Deadly Sins by Gem

7 Sins

An evening of sin
Seven fun treats
Eyes full of lust
Lips of desire

He puts down the plate
A banquet for his queen
Gorging themselves
The fine things money can buy

He tells tales of business
Successful takeovers
Empires gained
Capital growing

Food consumed
They flop onto the bed
Reclining in satin sheets
Not moving just digesting

The phone ring disturbing their sleep
Her voice talking in whispers
He suspects another
His blood begins to boil

She returns and he snaps
The yelling so loud the walls shake
"You whore get out"

The night is over
The seven complete
A night of fun

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"Of the Seven Deadly Sins, anger is possibly the most fun. To lick your wounds, to smack your lips over grievances long past, to roll over your tongue the prospect of bitter confrontations still to come, to savor to the last toothsome morsel both the pain you are given and the pain you are giving back -- in many ways it is a feast fit for a king. The chief drawback is that what you are wolfing down is yourself. The skeleton at the feast is you."

- Frederick Buechner


7 Deadly Sins by Fassbinder

The Seven Deadly Sins by Fassbinder
*All written using the Fibonacci sequence.


How wrong
What we did
Was. But we were just
Overcome by something too strong.


away. Quite
literally. At
the eat-as-much-as-you-like lunch.


So deep,
That even
Marxist sons don’t share,
The love a father freely gives


In some folk’s
Minds, is not only
Not set … doesn’t even exist!


Poor chap
And swearing
Shouts “I’m not waving …
I’m berating”. (and yes – drowning!)


Never quite content
Always want what so and so’s got.


Free meals and starved.
Because the free meals were free.

* Fibonacci poetry is a literary form based on the Fibonacci number sequence. The sequence begins like this: 0, 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13, 21. In order to find the next number in the sequence, you add the two preceding numbers. The sum of these two is the next number, which then is added to the one before it to get to the next number, and so on.

PW: The typical fib is a six line, 20 syllable poem with a syllable count by line of 1/1/2/3/5/8 - with as many syllables per line as the line's corresponding place in the Fibonacci sequence.

Anyone interested in Fib Poetry go to Gregory K. Pincus's blog:

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Rosanella has also entered poems for Memories and City. Click on the theme titles or Poet Rosanella.

7 Deadly Sins: Pride by Rosanella


It cuts and it hurts right inside
I need help but I can’t ask
Must not ask
Is it a touch of adult pride?

I can hear you in the distance
My head spinning round
What is this?
Should I ask?
Will you say it?
Is it just childish pride?



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7 Deadly Sins (The Art of Darkness) By Leo Ofori

The Art of Dark
By Leo Ofori

Swords and Sigils and circles -
black candles.
Poetically goetic,
the words flow like blood.
From Phelor to Satan,
all breeders of hatred
I could not consort with a merrier brood.

When it comes to Maleficia,
I shine like The Devil's pride -
but darker in the eyes.
More sinister about the smile.
When I peak I convulse in exctasy of sin.
Demons within.
Another restless night spent in waking dream.


"Few Sinners are saved after the first twenty minutes of a sermon."

-Mark Twain

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7 Deadly Sins by AgnesPaddy

Seven Deadly Sins

Pruning her feathers for all to survey
Proud as a peacock, announcing she's gay

Envy of all among her friends
She is who she is and makes no pretence

Angry at birth confusing her gender
Climbing the stairs and reaching splendour

Glutton for punishment, some may say
She grieves for the chaos which comes her way

Lusting acceptance in shameless form
Who has the right to dictate the norm

Greed in the search for her one true love
Taste and discard the little white dove

Slow and steady she yawns with dis-ease
Then cries to the world, just love me please.

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Memories by Rosanella

Back and forth the pendulum moves
Grains of sand drop one by one
Days, weeks, years have passed,
Vivid memories of a time that has gone past

Flashing in the distance
Now strong, then weak,
I can see them clearly
Vivid memories of a time that’s gone, at last!

Eyes staring through the limpid water,
Fresh in my mind just like yesterday
The solitary fish swims through pebbles staring me back,
Oh those memories of a time gone so fast.


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Memories by Sean


Some are buried some are old
Some erotic and many untold
Sound sight touch taste and smell
always fill our memory well

They often come back to visit
Upon a cue
And always leave
A little clue

some dwell upon their memory well
be careful for it can cast a spell
as we construct a
Man made cell

some people
dive in
and journey through
the labyrinth dew

to see past
the memory dew
and find the key
to all thats new

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Memories (Palindrome) by Susan Jane Sims


I have just made an egg sandwich with soft white bread,
sliced the egg with the orange plastic egg slicer
I found in Mum’s drawer. And I’m back there,
the seventh of the seventh seventy seven.
That’s a palindrome, the doctor said
when he called that morning to check on Mum
post cancer treatment. Later when the nausea settled
I had made her a sandwich much like this one,
the egg slightly warm. Noticed that her Christmas cacti
was blooming out of season.

Susan also has her own website where she showcases her own poetry and that of others.

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Memories by Gem

Sitting in an old chair by the window
Her hair white as winter snow
She gazes out for hours
Watching plays in her mind

They run and dance
Laugh and sing
They kiss and dream
Planning and living their lifes

She smiles at the two young people
So full of life so happy
Watching their severy moment
The good times and the bad

The memories of him and her
So sweet, so much love
She will be with im soon
Untill then the play keeps him alive

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Memories by Erato

Memories of another time
Blurred sensations leading to strong emotions
Memories of the past
Of a future becoming
Of time passing
Of my present foreshadowing

Sometimes they pop up and surprise me
Just forgot had these memories.

Bits of a movie
Called life history
Easy to rewind
Difficult to erase
I carry them
Along my path
Sometimes heavy and noisy
And at other times
Randomly playing
Lightly and colourfully
Like butterflies

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