: About Me

My name is Brian Markey and I was born in Robroyston in Glasgow in 1954.I left school at 15 years old to pursue a career in the building industry.

I have had around 70 jobs in various trades throughout my life and I am what is called a jack of all trades master of none.

For the last twenty years I worked in social work in the homeless field,dealing with people with drink or drug problems, people with mental health problems and a wide variety of clients with issues too numerous to mention.This position has given me an insight into how the other half live and it has been the biggest eye opener of my life. There but for the grace of God, never a truer phrase was spoken.

I have an intense interest into how our armed forces are treated by the media and the common people with regard to current and past conflicts.I will fight their corner at every opportunity as they are the defenders of our nations
and we must never forget this,I have a burning hatred for politicians whose aim in life seems to be to become millionaires at our expense while they are preoccupied with slagging one another off until one of them dies and they suddenly become everyones friend.

I also take an interest in the lack of action being taken in the saving of our planet,again politicians talk and do nothing,a bit like war,the only time they are in agreement is when they are voting for their yearly pay rise.

I could go on forever about these subjects which is why I took up writing poetry.

I like the challenge of writing about whatever is making the headlines at any given time, be it wars, politics or current affairs, I also enjoy writing humorous poetry as well as childrens rhymes.

Brian Markey

My passion is ...

fairness in life

I know too much about ...

me

My parents always told me ...

be quiet

My childhood ambition ...

buy my parents a house

My favorite memory ...

meeting my current partner,carol

Why I write ...

to highlight the inequality of the human race

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

mainly news

My first job ...

plumbing

My best moment ...

life

My inspiration ...

injustice by those who should know better

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Inspired by James Bond

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Twenty three outings and he’s still alive, What’s the secret that makes him thrive? How the hell does he survive? Only he can tell. Bombs and bullets fall from the sky, Still they cannot make him die, Death to him does not apply, In survival he does excel. All his enemies throughout the world, Have ended up with their knickers curled, Their respective plots he has unfurled, Doesn’t this man do well? Poisoned drinks and crashes galore, Laser beams which cut to the core, His will to live is to the fore, What’s next we can’t foretell. Sharks and subs can’t ...

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