Time has passed

It's been a long time since my last post on this blog,
infact it's been a long time since I logged into my blogger account.

If you were hoping for something funny-
you'll just have to wait a while.

I have written a heap of poetry over the last few weeks (for Uni), and I thought I would share a few with you and also announce the opening of the "Olivebranch Poetry Page", which will include myself, Attawie and Sunshine (you can join too if you like)!

here' are a couple of poems- I will add the links to the afformentioned page later! (busy trying to do a few things at once right now) Peace out and stay safe!

[olivebranch]

A Fly on the wall
(explosions in the street)

There’s a boom!
There’s a smash.
The man falls.

There is glass.
There is screaming.
The man bleeds.

There was TV.
There was couch.
The man cries.

There was son.
There was daughter.
Both died.

TV playing,
in the front room.
The front window,
the mans wife.

Their children.
A bomb.
The glass window.
The man’s life.

By [olivebranch]
(inspired by riverbend)

The Instant Message.

A boy sits at his desk,
pressing text under finger.
More appears upon the box,
And he stops to let it linger.

He places down his hand again,
pressing text under finger.
More appears upon the box,
And he stops.

And lets it linger.

By [olivebranch]

Less & More (no shelter//war)

There is east, there is west.
There is rich, there is poor.

There are nations, there are races;
yet there is so much more.

There is hunger, there is food,
there is greed; while at war.

There are mansions, there are huts,
there are boots; while feet are sore.

There is water while there’s thirst,
yet no bottles for the poor.

There are people below poverty-
with no shelter from the war.

How long...
will they take it for?

By [olivebranch] 5/4/06