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'My football field' 'Who you created me to be'
My friend Toby K (Look Him up) Lent me His copy of Tim Tebow's Autobiography. It was incredibly interesting, and for anyone, Tim Tebow should be an inspiration and a role-model. These poems are quite orientated towards Tebow's, undeniable faith and christainity....
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'The Illiterate Writer'
When Pen touched paper, his hands formed no words. but his words across his eyelids fluttered, pulled by torrents of white birds. he was young, and not yet trusted to dissect the world to thirds, or taken by what he said, as well as his actions. Instead...
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'The Mountains Around Moholoholo'
The Sun blares on their skin, they seem red, green, brown. None of them a twin, All different in their crevases, a flaw, or a shelf, nothing is ever a kin, to the random beauty of nature itself. Written - 29/7/11 This is from my South Africa trip with...
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'The Folley'
Standing, desolate the building lies, sleeping, undisturbed under the everchanging skies. The people who have been past, their life, their being dies, but the chapel, remembers them, quiet, listening, still it stands. Visitors gaze, question it's existance...
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'The ness by canoe'
Just finished my gold DofE, canoed the Caledonian canal. It was alot of fun ! In case you don't know where it is, it joins the east and west coasts of Scotland, from Fort William to Inverness, it includes loch Ness anyhow, so ta daa The ness by canoe...
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'Red Love Heart Balloons'
There is a forest, in realms unmapped, full of Red Love Heart Balloons left to float untrapped. But not safe at all times, there are holly bushes amongst the trees, which commit the nastiest of crimes. If unprotected by another, Red Love Heart Balloon,...
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'Never Move'
Never Move I could sit here and never move, close my eyes and not see, stillness would make me calm, and not see, all this cluttered life that surrounds me, I could just stop and become a part of the scenery. Be a closed door, a world now silent, and...
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'Bird'
Bird The bird, that everyday bird, you could see anywhere at anytime. This bird, i'd seen before, on days i didnt want to see anyone, when i looked out of the window, My bird, was battling against the winds, staring out across a huge expanse of land seeing...
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'The Art of Conversation.'
I take up my paintbrush, and stain the air, with a grid of colours i can't remove. Along you come with your own brush, add your own strokes with care. Always with a theory or statement to prove. You who aren't in the arts, make the best canvas, though...
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'Human's will' & 'The Elephant in the room'
Human's will. A light shines, so everyone can see it. It lasts the years through, and never ends for the world. But one day he'll rest. The light will leave. And the blue, green chest's last breath will heave. Dark will fall but left alone, people will...
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'The Cars' And 'The Empty Chair'
From work again. The Cars Cars creep along the curving country road. One by one carring each, a varying load. Where they are headed, where they will go, only the present in the car, and sometimes not even them, know. The Empty Chair Who were you who sat...
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'The Diaries' 'Ordering My Life' 'The Broken Fairytale' 'Ofsted'
The Diaries Words, that I wrote a long time ago, before you and I, before anything was through. If only I could look down and read words I wrote in the future, and see what is to come. Because right now I am so uncertain to as what should be said, or...
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'You are not your mind alone'
I've been reading too many old poems i think. The old values and ways of speaking are rubbing off on me i think.. and that saying i just have an obsession with 'Freedom through Imagination' You are not your mind alone Love is made from physicalities and...
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Unnamed
This is the product of the most depressing weather, so far, this year. Hell of alot of rhetorical questions, i have to admit, its not a great one.. But it is intresting. - Unnamed. Life seems meek today. Slow and dull. Endless. I don't have much to say....
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Unnamed
Its a tad alarming really. but its from the idea that you see often in films, when all the sounds fade out and theres just the person in silence, with one sound or one image. I hear the wind, i see its affect on the strong, withstanding trees. But it...
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'The ripples' and 'A lullaby'
I tend to go for alot of walks, and i didn't take any paper or my notepad the other day, so i was chanting this to myself so as to remember, even my dog kept casting me worried looks. Sometimes i think ambiguity can be a bad thing, but i quite like it...
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'The Beach' 'Before you start again'
The Beach Sometimes i feel i have stopped, and laid down, on a beach with scolding red sands and that every time the waves wash across me they bring me, relief, release, and renewal, but when they retract they leave me with the pain, and unknowledgeable...
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'Their 'Love''
When one of your friends falls in love before you and everything seems to change, but stay the same. Remember that over excentuation is my favourite tool.. so this is all blown out of proportion, but built from one small feeling. We have nothing in common...
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'The artwork' & Sorry!
If anyone is actually following this, sorry about the sudden overload of posts! One of my new year resolutions was to actually use this blog properly! I think i'm going to update most days with my best poems from that day.. Some days there may be millions,...
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Unnamed article
<3 Ignore these words, this mouth may not speak the truth. Look into my eyes for they could never lie to you. -16/04 To anyone who reads this blog: I have some important exams coming up, i won't be posting for a while. I don't have time for poems. I hope...
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Aphrodite
I'm doing my coursework final piece in A2 art at the moment, and i've studied Cy Twombly to get to this point, his pieces include a certain amount of classical referencing, like the metaphysical poets and loads of other poets, writers and artists throughout...
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'Clock' 'Weaving' 'Baking'
Clock The watched clock never changes. If only that was true. Time would be mine. Instead I sit as greedy fingers drag away my precious minutes. A slave to the unperturbed face. Continuously moving onwards constantly tracing a circle, the arms are dizzying...
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'Fallen' 'Rebecca'
Fallen Freedom. Will not you bring solace? To a heart, yet unwarmed, cold as ice. Or bring quality to loneliness? If never felt, never touched upon what could be.. What dreams, can be.. Then there is quality in loneliness, solace in freedom. However,...
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'Thunder'
Thunder The window is open, it catches the speeding raindrops, the click against the glass make rivelts and pass the green trees into the trunks, into the greys in the sky and the browns of the earth. The dim sky grumbles, moans and cries, flashing bright...
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'Glass on Aluminium'
Glass on Aluminium I approach you, or is it you who approach me? Raise my hand, feel the cool hard, smooth, undisturbed surface of your skin. I don’t wear any expression, but you seem to sense my need for reassurance, As your hand raises with mine, steadily,...