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Rise Up Rabid Souls.
Rise Up Rabid Souls.
Rise Up Rabid Souls.
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Poets around the world have submitted their dark and raw poetry to produce this stunning anthology, Rise Up Rabid Souls.


The poems reveal cold hard truths about reality, abuse, heartache and calamity, and the healing and growth that follows.

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Release dateJun 24, 2022
ISBN9781922722911
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    Rise Up Rabid Souls. - Ship Street Poetry

    INTRODUCTION

    I introduce to you RISE UP RABID SOULS — ANTHOLOGY When I first came up with the concept of this Anthology, I wasn’t sure exactly what direction it would go as this is another first attempt.

    What I did know was that I wanted people to be free to express their pain, darkness and trauma freely without judgement of being told that their story was TOO MUCH.

    All of these poems in my eyes hold emotion in their words and are important parts of the writer’s life who wrote them and I feel honoured that they have been entrusted with Ship Street.

    I am always impressed by people being real and let’s face it life isn’t always a party and I applaud every poet in this anthology that went out on a limb and bared their soul.

    So, I hope that you are also impressed and in awe of the depth and guts to these poems within.

    I also cannot go without thanking and introducing Sarah Hall, who is not only a talented poet but has been an amazing judge of poetry and co-editor but an outstanding person all round.

    DEBRA MAY SILVER

    A WORD FROM THE CO-EDITOR

    After purchasing My Rabid Fucking Soul by Debra May Silver, I was fortunate enough to meet Debra in person.

    I know now that meeting Debra was not by chance.

    Our common interest and love for poetry and writing bonded us almost immediately.

    Debra became a huge inspiration to me as she had achieved what I at the time had only ever dreamed of, being a published writer.

    Debra told me of her plan to create and publish a dark poetry and photography anthology and possibly needing some assistance with her project. And I wanted in.

    Judging and co editing Rise Up Rabid Souls has been a pleasure from the beginning to very end.

    Watching this anthology come to life has been the most exciting creative process I’ve ever been involved in.

    The poetry in this anthology is powerful.

    The writing is full of guts, substance and passion.

    Just like Debra had envisioned it to be.

    I’m proud and grateful to have been involved as co editor and to also have my writing featured amongst such high quality and talented writers who have spilled their ink, shared their words and laid bare their rabid souls.

    SARAH HALL

    SHIP STREET POETRY ANTHOLOGY - RISE UP RABID SOULS. - PHOTO BY JOHN HEMMINGS PHOTOGRAPHY

    TABLE OF CONTENTS

    Give Me The People by Sarah Hall

    While The Magpies Slept by Daniel Coleman

    I Was There by Parker Black

    Borrowed Time by Lauren Bronwyn Wagner

    The Secrets We Keep by Philipa Murray

    My Dearest Shower by Kahlia Sutherland

    Scribed Within Stone by Matthew John Lambert

    Sandbox by Matthew John Lambert

    Red (1) — Breaking Me by Jaime Speed

    Red (2) — Breaking You by Jaime Speed

    Not A Mushroom by Daniel Coleman

    Ode To The Fuck Boys Who Taught Me How To Love Myself by Kathy Parker

    Screen New Deal by Dion Farquhar

    Heres My Playbook by Dion Farquhar

    My Country Is Burning by Nathalie Sallegren

    The Art Of Mothers Nurture by Diana Davison

    Cruel Narcissists by Val Smith

    Dark Grey To Blue Black Display Of Colour by Hannah-Lee Osborn

    Slipped by Ellen Shelley

    Catharsis by Stephanie J

    To The Man by Nathalie Sallegren

    To Not All Men by Riya Rajesh

    Too Many Fucking Seconds by Heather Andriessen

    Escape by Jania Williams

    Unsustainable by Jania Williams

    Ashes In My Mouth Part 1 by Dianne Jacono

    Ashes In My Mouth Part 2 by Dianne Jacono

    Desire by Melissa Min

    Banana Split by Flow Poet

    Cheap Dreams by Hannah-Lee Osborn

    Eleven Years Old by Shelly Beamish

    Eve Ate The Apple by Kathy Parker

    For Her by Parker Black

    Banshee by Yasmin Idriss

    Who Am I? by Yasmin Idriss

    You’re Not Perfect by Paul Isbel

    Do You See What I See by Dave McGettigan

    Micro Dose by Mitchell Suursaar

    Last Night by Ellen Shelley

    But A Dream by Riya Rajesh

    Close Your Eyes by Gabrielle Christopher

    We Are In Truth The Truth We Seek by Gabrielle Christopher

    Fragmented Slivers by Karen Richards

    Brekkie In Bed With Gaslighting by Alle Lloyd

    Enter You Exit Me by Flow Poet

    Poor Mans Summer by Eric Laird

    The Captain by Luke Timms

    Overboard by Jordan Lide

    Mayday by Jordan Lide

    Foxtrot by Mitchell Suursaar

    One Sad Day by Philip H Bleek

    Realism In The Burbs by Eddy Burger

    Forget The Forgotten by J. Amber

    The Smoking Whore by Eddy Burger

    Shrines Of The Dealers by Rod Milliken

    Stranger by Yara Ueltschi

    Weight 1 by Yara Ueltschi

    The Water Bearer by Debra May Silver

    Lavender Robe by Angie Contini

    Mine by Laura Desmond

    Lived by E.S. Liew

    Love And Hammers by Jennifer Cram

    Too Many Fucking Seconds by Heather Andriessen

    Hallelujah by Daley Rangi

    Who Are We Disrupts by M D West

    Perceptions by Andrea Read

    The Beginning by Andrea Read

    The Uncertainty Principle by Miles Hitchcock

    The Wife by Shelly Beamish

    Rebellion To Revolution by Jason D. Söderblom

    For Me by Jennifer Thal

    Stop Sign by Philipa Murray

    Ravens Of Fiefdom by Jason D. Söderblom

    Memory Foam by Lenora Cole

    Sacrifice by Philip H. Bleek

    War by Mikayla Marsh

    Conservative Hero by Jason D. Söderblom

    Monochromatic Monotony by Karen Richards

    Haunted by Mikayla Marsh

    Transcending by Sarah Undefined

    Exit Stage Left by Shaine Melrose

    Ozymandias — Untitled 1 by Stacey Valerio

    Ozymandias — Untitled 2 by Stacey Valerio

    Miscarried by Helena Baird

    Unhinged by Sarah Hall

    Once I’m Gone by Sarah Hall

    Self Doubt by Melissa Min

    Love Poems by Debra May Silver

    Forfeit of a City by Debra May Silver

    Stripping The Art by E. S. Liew

    Love Withers And Dies by Tyler Grunge

    The Half Of It by Paul Isbel

    Invert by Shaine Melrose

    Self-Annihilation Is A Worthy Goal by Miles Hitchcock

    A Pure Meditation by Jennifer Thal

    Yeah by J. Amber

    Counting Race by Joe Pascoe

    Cartographers Of Othering by Megan J Riedl

    Peering by Heather Andriessen

    Faith-Crossed Lovers by Nadine Lebde

    Just A Preference by M D West

    The Dingo And The Moon by Doug Jacquier

    Dear Bring Back The Lash Of Burnside by Doug Jacquier

    I Can Spell Madness by Jason D. Söderblom

    Space by Laura Desmond

    This Ends With Me by Tabitha Lean

    Lithium by Jennifer Cram

    Crack Open Your Chest by Sarah Hall

    Kiplings Lament by Peter Roads

    Do Not Bury The Dead by Peter Roads

    The Wiccans And The Druids by Eric Laird

    Swim On by Debra May Silver

    Give Me The People

    By Sarah Hall

    Give me the people,

    who have had their souls sliced, their hearts diced,

    and their guts ripped straight from

    their fucking throats by life.

    The ones who charge

    into the line of fire,

    their bloodied faces

    smeared with trauma.

    Swords raised, hurtling themselves

    through the rest of their days,

    with the strength of armoured tanks

    fuelled by rage.

    The ones, who will never wave a white flag

    at their endless internal wars,

    because getting up, showing up

    and never fucking giving up

    is the only way they have ever known.

    And if I could,

    I would collect these people

    all up in my arms and preserve them

    behind layers of bulletproof glass

    just so they can never be touched

    or tainted by dirtied hands

    or hurtful words again.

    Because believe me they are different,

    You can’t see it,

    but know,

    that they can feel it.

    For their damage has seeped

    right down to their bones,

    and it aches in their chest

    and it

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