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RTH Online Poetry Crawl

By Michelle Martin
Published March 14, 2010

A comment from Mahesh Butani after my last article has inspired me to propose an RTH online poetry crawl.

I've read enough of the comments here to know that RTH readers have a way with language.

Please post your poems about Hamilton or city life in general - free verse, or one of the more traditional kinds; for example, a haiku or a sonnet.

You can make it as highfalutin or comical (here are instructions for limericks) as you choose, but keep it G-rated, please, so we can feel free to show the kids we know or even to get them to try their hand at it, too.

If you don't write, maybe you know someone who does. I might even write something myself.

Get your poet on!

Michelle Martin lives in Hamilton where she and her husband are watching their 10 children fly the nest, one by one. She has been published in both the Hamilton Spectator and Raise the Hammer, as well as in the online edition of the National Post and, more recently, in the Canadian Urban Transit Association's Urban Mobility Forum. Michelle is coordinator of the Community Access to Transportation program. She was formerly on the writing/copy editing team of the original Crown Point hub paper, The Point. However, the opinions she expresses in Raise the Hammer are her own. She sometimes tweets @deltawestmom

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By John Neary (registered) | Posted March 15, 2010 at 09:28:45

Because of some bad urban plannin' Every citizen (woman and man) in The city is driving Too fast for surviving On King, York, Main, Wilson, and Cannon

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By John Neary (registered) | Posted March 15, 2010 at 09:40:44

Oops ... that should have been:

Because of some bad urban plannin'
Every citizen (woman and man) in
The city is driving
Too fast for surviving
On King, York, Main, Wilson, and Cannon

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By Ryan (registered) - website | Posted March 15, 2010 at 09:47:04

I guess it's almost time for me to trot out my annual Hamilton Haiku:

Spring hits Hamilton
Smells of dog poo fill the air
Asthma warnings start

Comment edited by administrator Ryan on 2010-03-15 08:50:58

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By grassroots are the way forward (registered) | Posted March 15, 2010 at 10:46:57

There once was a town named Hamilton

Who use to feel pride and was powerful

Those days are long gone

The poverty industry reins strong

And the people remember all things wonderful

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By Michelle Martin (registered) - website | Posted March 15, 2010 at 17:46:30

Can't stop to take in

High-level bridge sunrise

Must hurry to work

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By Robert_Carley (registered) - website | Posted March 15, 2010 at 18:42:19

Time to Awake

Traveling at the speed of time.

Timeless.

Timed out.

Time to start to love and time to forgive.

Time to take our children into our arms again

And out of the reach of demons that squeak in the night.

Time to stop and time to listen.

Listen to our selves and our dreams.

Time to awake.

~ Robert Carley*

Comment edited by Robert_Carley on 2010-03-15 17:43:34

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By arienc (registered) | Posted March 15, 2010 at 22:59:51

from Flobots - We Are Winning

Rival gangsters sit down to plan an after school program. A religious fanatic posts footage of an interfaith service project. A group of teenage boys watches a video of a father playing catch with his son. An adult film star paints thumbnail portraits of elderly couples fully clothed and smiling. A record executive records a demo of his apology. A policeman makes reverse 911 calls instructing residents to take to the streets. A patriarch reports for duty. She's wearing an orange jumpsuit and holding a picket sign. She's ashamed of her birthplace, but retreat is not an option

Butterfly wing cross wings. send black hawks toward hurricane survivors. Roses sprout from empty lots and sidewalk cracks. Pacifist gorillas move undetected through concrete jungles. New forms are beginning to take shape. Once occupied minds are activating. People are waking up! The insurgency is alive and well.

We are building up a new world. Do not sit idly by. Do not remain neutral. Do not rely on this broadcast alone. We are only as strong as our signal. There is a war going on for your mind. If you are thinking, you are winning. Resistance is victory. Defeat is impossible. Your weapons are already in hand. Reach within you and find the means by which to gain your freedom. Fight with tools. Your fate, and that of everyone you know Depends on it.

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By AnneMariePavlov (registered) | Posted March 16, 2010 at 11:19:59

Social services
Royal Connaught Pigeon Coop In prime retail space

Three industries thrive Poverty, Plywood, Beer Store Another watermain break

Jackson Square ennui
Where can I get a coffee?
But not Tim Hortons

Lister Block pigeons
Art crawl does not pay my bills Gentrification

Waiting for Bayfront People don’t spit at Limeridge
Gore Park has problems

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By kevin (registered) | Posted March 16, 2010 at 20:19:46

But I Like It

There is a small city called Hamilton
Where everywhere there’s a setting sun
From the east, to the north, to the downtown core
From roads to sewers; from burbs to shore
All eyes can see, there is much to be done

Hamiltonians

Our castle’s a house
Our mountain’s an escarpment
We think really big

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By Ryan (registered) - website | Posted March 16, 2010 at 22:52:13

Leaving on a GO Train

My briefcase is packed, I'm ready to go
My netbook's downloaded last night's Daily Show
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye

But the dawn is breakin' it's early morn
The HSR bus won't stop blowin' its horn
Already I'm so lonesome I could die

R/
So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go
'Cause I'm leavin' on a GO Train
Don't know if I'll get a seat today
Oh babe, I hate to go

There's so few professions for hire in this town
So many time's I've applied, been turned down
I tell you now, they don't pay a tonne

When I'm commuting, I'll think of you
When I sing with my iPod, I'll sing for you
When I come back, I'll bring a Cinnabon

R/

Now the time's come to catch the bus
One more time let me check my pass
Close your eyes I'll be on my way

Dream about the days to come
When I won't have to leave alone
'Cause you'll be commuting the same way

R/

(sung to the tune of "Leaving on a Jet Plane" by John Denver)

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By WRCU2 (registered) - website | Posted March 19, 2010 at 13:12:00

As some may well know I've a broken PC Blogging these days has not been too easy So I'll put that aside as I gather some steam And let others decide how they'd rather B-Scheme

"Mario Lefebvre, director of the Centre for Municipal Studies at the Conference Board, said the report shouldn't be discounted because of the age of the data. He argues the issues the study identifies often take a decade or more to resolve. Everson also says the report is biased against manufacturing cities. No manufacturing city other than Brampton received higher than a C grade." Emma Reilly

We know that a lot of things have changed in four years particularly in the past 18 months to two years You're always behind in the data world It's rare that you get up-to-the-minute information

This is not about who's doing best and applauding them and who's doing the worst and booing them It's about giving people a list of indicators to think of and a list of things they should address moving forward

If you were a manufacturing city, you weren't considered attractive It's not about a bias - it's just about the unfortunate reality that yes the manufacturing sector has been a battered industry over the past decade and this report reflects that

"Horwath says site is not 'economically feasible at this point.' She was against it while on city council and she's still not crazy about the proposed Pan Am Games stadium site in her riding." Carmela Fragomeni

I am a west harbour fan And I support the secondary plan

WRCU2 Image

"Chairperson Roger Garland said Vancouver organizing committee members were generous in fleshing out Games planning, even as they were staging them." John Kernaghan

There are so many moving parts Fellowship Faced up to them and fixed them

"Andy Day of Primus and George Schott of Osmington Inc., say the city's chosen site near Bay and Barton streets suffers from access and visibility problems. Ticat president Scott Mitchell has said he can't yet make a compelling business case for the west harbour site. Primus is the Ticat game-day official presenter and is a candidate to pay for naming rights at a stadium, said CEO Day." John Kernaghan

I trust the parties will get around a table and figure it out They are working IT through and we'd like them to see it through The prospect of having our name on the home of the Tiger-Cats excites us

"But the momentum is clearly here. Just ask Pittsburgh hockey, baseball and football fans who all enjoy new facilities." Meredith Macleod

It's non-negotiable I think it's only a matter of time We'll build a beautiful building wherever we go I'm quite optimistic about IT

Bill Strickland JPEG Image from theSpec

I miss y'all, Cheers

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By Ryan (registered) - website | Posted March 22, 2010 at 21:47:44

I just remembered another Hamilton poem I've written: Poor and Dirty.

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By kdslote (registered) | Posted April 15, 2010 at 14:42:27

Inspired by my first spring living in downtown Hamilton, a Haiku...

Verdant lustre tinge
Magnolia-laden breeze
Lofty limestone edge

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By robert_carley (registered) - website | Posted August 03, 2010 at 08:52:28

Much Mumbo Jumbo

A raging heart and dark and lonely noise Thru the cool part of time Corners too tight to go around And time has much Mumbo Jumbo.

All your feelings drift to the left They fall off the edge of things And bounce around in the gardens of dreams and hopes Tumbling into timeless fractal space.

Choosing truths that fit your Mumbo Jumbo dreams And takes you to the land of La-La A place to hide out for a lifetime A place to pretend And a place to be dim.

This is your home Your private room Were only you know it deepest secrets And only you know its pain.

The days are long and the nights even longer The raging dark and lonely noise is still there And the corners are still to tight too go around And still time has much Mumbo Jumbo.

Nothing has changed And maybe nothing ever will You just happened to be in the right place at the right time So enjoy.

Robert Carley

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