: About Me

Greetings to anyone that maybe passing :-)

I live in the United Kingdom and having been writing poetry for over 20 years of which I have had a fair bit published in anthologies by a Company based here in the UK.

I can write about anything and everything but my main themed work is about what all of us are effected by at one time or another and that is LOVE.

Writing poetry has played a big part in my life as it has allowed for feelings and emotions to spill on to paper,in one way has kept me sane ( smiles ).

I have only joined Helium today being the 11th of January 2008 was recommended by a friend of mine who goes under the name of Poeticpenguin so thanks Dan for the invite.

So I am finding my feet around the place so it's all a bit new to say the least.

I look forward to reading many interesting things on my travels around here and in time I hope to leave a poetry footprint of my own.

Thank you for taking the time to read :-)

My passion is ...

Old Buildings & The Countryside :-)

I know too much about ...

Psychic realms :-)

My parents always told me ...

Treat people how you would want to be treated yourself.:-)

My childhood ambition ...

To lead a happy life and always be in love :-)

My favorite memory ...

Leaving school :-)

Why I write ...

Keeps me sane :-)

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

Music, always listening to music :-)

My first job ...

Worked in a accounts office :-)

My best moment ...

Waiting for that to happen :-)

My inspiration ...

My inner self :-)

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Red eyes

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See the hurt within my eyes Glows the red of pain and strife, The cross I wear around my neck Wards nothing from me in this life. Lips of red attract a poison From a chalice I sip blood, Open wounds that bleed within Too many scars misunderstood. Blame to you is but a virtue One that soley bares my name, Blamed for almost everything Time and time and time again. Cursed am I forever knowing Anything else but what I see, Loneliness is not my choosing But something you inflict on me. As my colour drains to white From troubled days and sleepless nights, Eyes of red still pierce the dark A...

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