January 2012
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My Poem: 'Naturally'
Don’t try to be someone you know you are not, don’t fixate on the opinions of others- when in doubt, clear your mind, take in a breath, take a look in the mirror at your own “mugshot”, and remember back to the days of your favourite summer.
Whether you are a writer, a DJ, a musician, a decorator, an actor, or a doctor- whether you have just picked up a pen, a mixer, an instrument, a muse, or a...
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My Poem: 'Black'
We live in the most self-expressive, free to believe, free to create, age of global-sufficiency, that the world has ever known- where freedom and truth are king and queen, without the need of a throne.
We no longer all need to be wired-in, our words and our thoughts can now travel instantly through the air- every wall has a door, and anyone can go anywhere. That is not an illusion, that is fact;...
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My Poem: 'The Epiphany'
I have changed so much, more so than I ever truly realized; I am not myself anymore, in ways that I can no longer disguise. What has changed? Who am I, if I am not myself? And, why do I feel as if I cannot change things back? Why do I feel as if I have lost my way and that life has covered-over my tracks?
I used to be content in myself, and untroubled by the intentions of others; however, I now...
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My Poem: 'Today'
This morning is the start of a new day, a new poem, a new sky, a new light- this morning is blue-sky blessed, cold, beautiful, and bright. This morning I turned my iPod on, selected my favourite song, and sung along to the lyrics that are always at the foundation of a great new day- every song I listen to, from the first to the last, tap into my source spark, make me feel as light as a feather,...
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My Poem: 'FTL'
Ever since I was a boy I have traveled to far-away- blue-sky, red-sky, glittering diamond-sky- distant worlds; where Christmas trees sing Christmas songs as they sway in the wind, and stars can be picked from a dark ocean sky as if they were pearls.
At sunrise, and at sunset, at midday, and at midnight, I travel at the speed of thought to anywhere in the universe that I can imagine- propelled...
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My Poem: 'The Second'
The second day, the second language, the second thought, the seconds between the minutes, matter more in life than the firsts- more so than anyone realizes, recognizes, or every really admits.
The first is the beginning, but the second is the real start; the first is always amazing, because it is something new, however the second is what will carry you forward, and keep to the beat of your...
December 2011
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My Poem: 'Heaven: 2011'
I believe that heaven is a place where the instant that you arrive you never want to leave again, I believe that heaven is a poem that even the greatest poet of all-time would find it hard to describe with the power of words, paper, and a pen. I believe that heaven is a time when you can look around at your life, your home, and at yourself in the mirror, think back to the year before, on this...
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My Poem: ‘What I’ve always wanted’
The gathering together of family and friends, today on Christmas Day, is an amazing occasion that I look forward to all year long- and the reason why I do is what I would like to convey.
It begins, as it did when I was a kid, the instant that I wake-up before the sunrise on Christmas morning- the excitement in my stomach, the sparkle and the anticipation in my eyes- the twinkling Christmas tree...
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My Poem: 'Back to the Spark'
When we are a child we are afraid of the dark, and even as some people grow older they cannot sleep without a light to assure them and to guide them, even if that light is but a spark. I used to be afraid of the dark, I used to drift off to sleep while mesmerized by the glow of a light-bulb underneath my bedroom door, I used to look into the shadows and make myself believe that I could see a face,...
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My Poem: 'Hello, beautiful'
Call it fate, call it destiny, call it divine-intervention, call it a sign- since the moment you smiled at me, thousands of miles away, the world has become more beautiful everyday since, and even now your beauty continues to occupy my mind.
Our remarkable world changes everyday, but what makes me feel alive, what thrives, and what only intensifies, every second and in every way, is my love for...
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My Poem: 'Epilogue'
I never dreamed that I would meet someone like you, I never imagined that I would be inspired to write the rhymes that I have penned; I wish things were different between me and you; but I don’t regret a thing- this is the beginning, just as it is the end.
Who I am now is a universe away from who I was- we all change over time, everyone does; but after I first saw you, all I saw, and all I wanted...
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My Poem: 'Dear John Lennon'
One of the most phenomenal, inspiring, magnetic, influential, and amazing, men, musicians, and poets, of the 20th Century- you have had a remarkable impact on my life, my Dads life, and on the lives of millions of people all around the world- you were the epitome of humanity, and you always will be.
Your music has filled the homes, the hearts, and the minds, of my family, since before I was born-...
November 2011
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My Poem: 'Flicker'
The light went out, but only for a second; the fire turned to smoke, but then it returned when I beckoned; the ground fell away, but returned when I sat; life ended, but came alive again when I looked into the eyes of a black cat; fog clouded my vision, but evaporated when I whistled; I was holding onto the moon by a string, but it never carried me away, and always came back to me when I pulled;...
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My Poem: 'The Poetry Machine'
Out of the darkness, a light in the sky of my life appeared before me- unlike any star that I had ever seen; this light fell to Earth, and immediately restarted the entire world before my eyes, and allowed me to see the underlying code of beauty that is the universe’ universal poetry: a poetry so timeless, its influence and language stem from the instant of the big bang all the way into the...
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My Poem: 'Oh Wow'
What a world of wonder we now live in! What a world of will, life has always been! What a world of whispers echo between sunlight and starlight! What a world of waves, weaves, warmth, and wealth, of whatever anyone can put their mind to, can set the mind of others alight!
Humanity has been capable of achieving so much in our time on Earth, and at no greater, or more profound, time than right now;...
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My Poem: 'Worth'
People are extraordinary! People are amazing, hopeful, optimistic, generous, and kind! People are wonderful, energizing, thoughtful- thinking all the time, with something and someone always on their mind.
Their are so many inspiring people in this world, who wake up before the sun, and who are the real first light of the day, who get out of bed every morning for others before themselves, and who...
October 2011
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My Poem: 'The Eyes of Masks'
From door to door, on moon-lit night, pilgrims of every age, and of every height, embark upon a mission of masquerade on a hallowed October evening at the time of autumnal twilight. What gifts will they receive, and who will they meet, on this annual, but one night only, quest for trick, or treat.
The faces that can be seen from left to right range from those that will make you laugh out-loud...
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My Poem: 'The Mystery Box'
The mystery box of my life would contain everything of magic on Earth that means something to me; even if it were only a memento, I feel confident that even the smallest of hints as to why I love them, and why they inspire and mean so much to me, would tell you everything about them, and me- while still preserving a sense of mystery.
The first thing in my mystery box, and the most important...
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My Poem: 'Phoenix in the Dark'
Constantly orbiting and always silently traversing the gravity family of our solar system the centaurs of the sky are on a journey; seeds of life and change that have existed unchanged and undisturbed since the beginning of coalescence in this part of the galaxy- bringers of awe and inspiration; but also the omen of chaos, the instigators of fury.
These Trojans of the night race through the...
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My Poem: 'Mercury'
Sunlight streams in through my bedroom window, the sky above is the colour of a new-born baby’s eyes, there is a kinetic energy, and yet a stillness, all-around- as a new day begins, with mercury on the rise.
Outside, in the warmth of the morning, the smell of freshly mowed grass pervades through the air- exciting every one of my senses, invigorating my perception, and standing on-end every...
September 2011
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My Poem: 'Touch'
All day, all night, every day, every night, I have relived in my heart and mind the last moment we touched- the last time that we would see and touch one another- the moment that every fiber of my being cried out in agony, as tears started to form in my eyes, and my heart felt as if it had been crushed. The last second that we both held each others gaze felt so perfect, beautiful, natural- it...
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My Poem: 'Infinite Photograph'
The infinite photograph of memory is one of the most important, one of the most amazing, one of the most powerful gifts in all of creation- to see the detail beyond the snap-shot of the instant, to remember and to relive every vibration, to again be able to go back and talk to a long-lost loved one or friend, simply defies explanation.
It can be hard to hold a picture in your hand and to see...
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My Poem: 'Empty House'
When is an empty house not an empty house? When it is filled with memories. When you walk into a room and the emotions, feelings, and love, for a moment in time reform in your mind from every corner, like a scent on a breeze.
When is an empty house not an empty house? When it is filled with music. When the walls and the windows of your home echo, reverberate, and bring to life the music of your...
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My Poem: 'Le Stylo'
The pen is not the poet, but the poet cannot be without the pen; the poet can have all the inspiration and insight in the universe, but without the means and the implements to express their creativity their words know not where they are, nor when.
The pen with which a poet writes their poetry is one of the most powerful agents and perpetuators of expression ever invented; with a pen at their...
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My Poem: 'Epic'
What can I say which has not already been said, what more can I put into words about who I am, what I feel, the muse that connects everything in life to everything in my head. I never understood life, nor did I see the unlimited colours of the world, until I truly fell in love for the first time- I thought and I believed that I had been in love before, but all that was eclipsed when I first saw...
August 2011
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My Poem: 'Blond'
When I was a boy, and all throughout my teenage years, I was an artist, an athlete, an adventurer, who knew nothing about the world other than to never be held back by my fears. I used to run, cycle, explore, for hours at a time through my homes countryside open-air- racing down lanes and over fields, as the winds of my childhood blew through my curly blond hair.
I remember a summer when my...
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My Poem: 'It's Time'
There are moments in our lives that feel like our entire life has been waiting for them to come to pass, moments that defy description, explanation, contemplation, and time, that mean so much to us there message is as clear as glass.
Moments that visit us to deliver a direction, a feeling, an insight of light to guide our way to our hour of attainment and growth, that strike at the bell that...
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My Poem: 'Constellations'
Stars live and stars die every second in the night-sky without anyone even blinking an eye; friendships are made, relationships end, hearts are broken, every hour of every day- rain or shine, the constellations of your life change all around you until there pattern reforms into a brand new design.
One day you are walking down the high-street of your local town admiring the architecture of the...
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My Poem: 'Torch'
Everyone who has ever lived has been touched and guided by a million people or more during their lifetime- anyone who has ever picked up an instrument and has ever stayed up until after midnight creating their opus, completely oblivious of the time, never forgets their first euphonically-inspired rhyme.
Everyone carries a torch throughout their lives that was ignited at the very moment that...
