Saturday 28 April 2012

Swale Life International Poetry Competition (April 2012)

mandy pannettThe 6th Swale Life International Poetry Competition closes on Monday 30th April 2012. For previously unpublished poems in English Language, on any subject, in any style, up to 50 lines long. Judge: Mandy Pannett.
Prizes: £100 (1st), £50 (2nd), £30 (3rd) and £10 x 2 (High Commendation) plus publication in Swale Life magazine (online).
Fees: £3 per poem, £12 for 5 poems, £16 for 7. (A third of net entry fees goes to Diversity House - the charity that publishes Swale Life)
Enter online and pay securely by paypal or print of Entry Form for postal entries at

http://easternlightepm.com/excelforcharity/swale-life-poetry-competition/april-2012/
Online entries must be received by midnight 30-April-2012, Postal Entries must be postmarked by 30-April-2012.

Friday 27 April 2012

THE PSYCHIATRY RESEARCH TRUST POETRY COMPETITION 2012

DEREK ADAMS 2CLOSING DATE: 31-May-2012
You are invited to enter The Psychiatry Research Trust Poetry Competition 2012 - an Excel for Charity competition organised by Eastern Light EPM International to raise funds for charity. Your poem could help fight mental illness and its effects on the society. This competition is for previously unpublished poems in English Language, on any subject, in any style up to 50 lines long (excluding title).
PRIZES: £150 (1st), £75 (2nd), £40 (3rd) and £10 x 2 (High Commendation). The winning and commended poems will be published in the Excel for Charity News Blog and in the Psychiatry Research Trust Newsletter (print).
FEES: £4 for 1 poem, £7.50 for 2 poems, £10.50 for 3 poems, £12.50 for 4 poems and £14 for 5 poems. (A third of net entry fees goes to the charity. This is for a good cause. Please enter generously.)
JUDGE: Derek Adams
HOW TO ENTER:  You may enter online and pay securely by PayPal or print out an Entry Form and enter by post at
http://www.easternlightepm.com/excelforcharity/psychtrust-poetry-competition/ Send your poems with Entry Form or Cover Note and applicable fees to address:
Excel for Charity, Eastern Light EPM International, Unit 136, 113-115 George Lane, South Woodford, London E18 1AB, United Kingdom. Cheques/Postal Orders payable to EASTERN LIGHT EPM INTERNATIONAL

Friday 20 April 2012

Remembering Ted Walter, the ‘Policeman Poet’.

Ted Walter (by Ellen Montelius)

All of us at Excel for Charity are saddened by the passing of Ted Walter, a beautiful poet who understood the spirit of our cause and always supported us.

In January 2012, Ted’s poem ‘Wasps’ was highly commended by Mandy Pannett, judge of the Swale Life International Poetry Competition organised by Excel for Charity. In her adjudication report, she had said of ‘Wasps’;

“A striking poem that considers the implications of destroying a wasps’ nest. I was immediately pulled in by the repeated phrase ‘And if I had?’ A poignant, thoughtful poem beautifully written.”

And if we had known he was unwell, we might have called him, or we might have sent a card just to say say thank you for all the support, and big thanks for the poetry that will never pass on.

Ted grew up in Swanley, Kent with a loving family. He married artist Hazel and had two boys. He began teaching evening classes in creative writing while he was still working as a policeman in the 70s and appeared as a policeman poet on Nationwide. He has enriched and brightened many lives, both young and old, through creative writing ever since.

He overcame prostate cancer in 2006, but sadly died on Saturday 14th April as a result of chemotherapy treatment for subsequent cancer.

Ted has several collections of poetry: Kindling; Choosing Yellow, published by Yorick Books in 1986; Blue Moon, published by Willing Words in 1999 and Promptings of St Thomas published by Willing Words in 2006.

 

WASPS

Unlike bees, those messengers of gods

bringing honeyed wisdom,

wasps raid and sting. They live

maliciously, striking fear; their black

and yellow bodies shout beware

and like all pests are best exterminated.

So kill the bastards. Be sure to kill them all.

 

And if I had? This limb being mined

for pulp, best seams extracted

deep into the dark, would be just dead,

sawn off to throw away or burn.

Instead a nest, painstakingly contrived

behind the soffit of my roof,

hangs there, confined above my desk.

 

Engineers to and fro incessantly,

reel beyond my window, out

to the greengage tree and back, each one

adding to cells that house their young,

or feeding them with insects chewed small.

 

And if I had, would I have heard

their wings beating in unison?

An ardent song of a contented cat

deep into a purr, the pulse from gentle

thrums, stops, begins again then

silence. When next it starts I listen

to how many? Maybe a legion,

marshalled meticulously,

keeping the nest cool.

 

Ted Walter

Highly Commended Poet, Swale Life International Poetry Competition (January 2012)