Wednesday, 29 September 2010

Trouble & Strife

The War That Hides Its Face
By Mark Cantrell


Fighters, everyone, all of us,
In a civil war, so old,
So all-encompassing, that it is
Seldom noticed, by those caught
In its fray,
But when it is considered, this ugly
Cruel reality,
Even then,
Seldom is it recognised
For what it truly is.

Saturday, 25 September 2010

Now Available On Kindle

 Poetry so good it'll wake the dead

A collection of poetry and prose by Mark Cantrell is now available as an ebook for the Kindle and other ‘Kindle-enabled’ devices courtesy of Amazon.

Saturday, 11 September 2010

As If One Is Not Enough...


Category: PLUGGED

Thursday, 9 September 2010

Somehow Prophetic?

Indifference
By Mark Cantrell


He who lives by the Word,
Shall die from cruel
Indifference.



Mark Cantrell,
Manchester,
25 July 2010


Copyright © July 2010. All Rights Reserved.


Category: POETRY

Saturday, 4 September 2010

Free For All

Sweet Liberty

By Mark Cantrell


They locked away
Sweet Liberty
For Crimes Against
Humanity.
She was raving mad, you see,
Poor dear,
Believed people were born to be free.
Left at that,
Would be no sin,
But she added a dreadful caveat:
The poor are people too,
She cried.
And so she sealed her fate.
Our Lords replied, not so:
An exclusive club is Freedom,
Only for the Rich,
So, yes, they knew, Liberty was mad,
And clearly oh so
Bad.
Fearing this infection
Might spread among the poor,
They sought her out,
For our own sake,
To protect us from
Her ravings.
With robocops and choppers,
Eavesdroppers in the sky
And good old CCTV, they soon found poor
Ms Liberty,
Friendless and alone, it seemed.
They locked her away
Too late, maybe,
For allies rallied round.
Now they seek her raving kin,
For singing Liberty's solidarity.


Mark Cantrell
Bradford, 20 August 2001

Copyright © August 2001. All Rights Reserved.

Category: POETRY

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