My poetic style is direct, lucid, adaptable and evolving. I have published Reader's letters, Poetry and Articles in the national press; I am longingly hoping for more success. My girlfriend is a fellow poet on here who is just starting out and I am teaching her technical aspects of the craft. I am gaining confidence as I travel.
'To have my work recognised as a fine piece of literature, would bring to me a sense of "arriving." Whenever I board a train, I sit and wait to be taken to my destination by an unknown, to me, driver. In writing, I am the untrained driver who is sitting at the front of the train, not knowing what all of the controls, buttons and gauges are for, having to learn, station by station, how to move closer to where I want to be. This track will be long and hard; but I cannot walk away. The further I go, the more I learn and the closer I become to my goal'.
'To have my work recognised as a fine piece of literature, would bring to me a sense of "arriving." Whenever I board a train, I sit and wait to be taken to my destination by an unknown, to me, driver. In writing, I am the untrained driver who is sitting at the front of the train, not knowing what all of the controls, buttons and gauges are for, having to learn, station by station, how to move closer to where I want to be. This track will be long and hard; but I cannot walk away. The further I go, the more I learn and the closer I become to my goal'.
- Last seen on Aug 27 3:00 AM. Member since February 24, 2006.
- I'm a supertopaz delight poet for 79 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is Life is one big lesson.
- I am a 30 year old man (England)
- When I'm not writing, I'm a P/T Writer and F/T Tyre Fitter / Technician .
- I am in the groups Honesty is Gold Dust
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My Poetry
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A rumble of thunder
Rain pelting the windows -
Bored of this game you like to play with me Like I am a toy, a chess board
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Ultimately, it is the children who suffer When Mummy and Daddy go separate ways35 lines, June 30. In Contemporary, Life
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And in this city setting we see the monkeys
Grooming each other, in their colony
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In prison, there's never much in the way of escapism, and the monotony of incarceration can drown the strongest of swimmers. But I wasn't going to let it get to me even t578 lines, 9 comments, March 3, 2006. In <200 lines, Crime
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What goes into a poem to create meaning? Here, published Writer and Poet, Christopher Elliott, attempts to lay down some foundations
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lovefill loveless : hi on August 10, 2007i love your page
and your poetry
keep it up
love
your friend
