Mark Hastings

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Hi there! I’m Mark Hastings! I’m afraid I am not someone who plays an instrument, or sings; however, what I am, what I love, and what I one day hope to be, is a poet and dreamer who can move the world with his poetry. I haven’t always been a poet, and while growing up I was not much of a writer; however, I was always a boy that saw the world to be that much brighter; I always looked upon friends more optimistically than they saw themselves; and when I dreamed I dreamed of starships, far-off worlds, and elves; I watched TV, listened to music, and read the great works of the best- Star Trek, John Lennon, Shakespeare, Tolkien- with enraptured interest. While growing up I loved to draw, paint, and I loved to use vibrant colours; I loved works of art that resonanted and harmonized with what naturally occurs; however, when it came to rhymes, poets, poems, and poetry, I always fell-short- I suppose, in retropsect, it was a fear of misunderstanding that I could not thwart. However, cometh the muse, cometh the inspiration, cometh the poetry, cometh the poet- and when you are blessed with a such a gift you never fail to feel, love, and know it.

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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 hair.

I adore the first thoughts that dawn on me,
I cannot wait to imagine, and dream about the events of the day
that have yet to take place-
I have never been able to restrain myself
from waking up before everyone else around me,
embracing the present, and what is yet to come,
and rejoining in all that connects and aligns
the chase of light that is the human race.

Everyone whom I have ever met, and everyone who I meet,
intrigue me, amuse me, inspire, and amaze me-
all for many different reasons,
and all in ways that I wish I could share in all their glory
and allow others to feel them as I do,
like they feel the midday heat.

I love seeing the fusion of two friends
who not only enjoy the company of one another,
but who wake up everyday thinking about their coupling-
husbands and wives, boyfriends and girlfriends,
best friends, close friends- sole-mates,
who have the world when they have each other,
who share a gift between them more precious
than the feather from an Angels wing.

I love seeing the coming together of families,
especially on an autumn Indian Summers Day like today-
their is just something special about an amazing,
blue-sky blessed, beautiful, sun-soaked,
laughter-filled, memory-making, enriching day-
when life, love, and nature, bond and are in full-display.

Whether it be the sight of the shimmering starlight of our sun
as seen from the ocean floor of the Mediterranean,
or the feeling of sharing a perfect moment in time
in the cool water of a fountain-
these are moments that can never be remade, rehearsed,
moments to be reminded of always, but never unduly-
moments of importance and meaning that are always heralded by
the rise of mercury.

(Source: poetauniversalis.wordpress.com)

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