Oh my scavenger, my joy.
My coward of the hyena pack.
Know that what you are searching for
Is not here.
Find another heap to maraud
My dear vulture.
Another palace to pillage,
And another lock to pick.
Find yourself a cave of desperate solitude.
One fitting to dig through your amassed treasures.
To count the glittering jewels and gems
As they slither through the teeth of your fingers
Oh my lesser, my love,
Leave this place of golden warmth
Which calls your yearning heart so.
Leave the positive end to your negative magnet behind.
Trust the instinct in your darting eyes
As they scatter your visions like rain
And mirror your truth into darkness.
Banish yourself into deepness and pools of heartbreak.
Disrupt your own soul for the sake of anothers,
For the sake of your bonds bind you to
The rock that you have chosen.
Your skeleton fits like a key.
Todays poetry contest submission was written by Margaret Delaney.
Do you think it could possibly be one of the best new poems of 2013?