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: ‘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 lights;
the first burst of sunlight, that needs no forewarning.

The opening of cards,
the sending of Merry Christmas messages,
the ripping of wrapping paper,
and the unveiling of amazing and thoughtful packages,
fills me with so much energy and joy,
and the smiles on peoples faces are worth a thousand memories;
and I love the fact that this same amazing custom will be repeated
all over the world, in all languages,
as it has been in one way or another for countless centuries.

Christmas dinner with my family has always been a fun,
sumptuous, mouth-watering, senses-overwhelming,
cracker-cracking, stomach-filling, affair-
with paper crowns and Santa hats that no one ever does not want to wear.

At 3 o’clock in the afternoon, every year on December 25th,
I and my family watch The Queen give her televised Christmas message-
a tradition so entwined with this day and this time of the year
it has become a part of the Great British myth.

The time that my family and I spend together on Christmas Day
is always special, wonderful, and precious-
and I try to remember every detail of the day,
and I never take it lightly, or for granted-
because spending as much time with all of the people in my life,
who make up my life,
is what I have always wanted.

(Source: poetauniversalis.wordpress.com)

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