I began writing when I was about 14 - and for most of the time since I've been much older than that. I live in Gloucestershire, England and occasionally that's as good as it's cracked up to be.
Music is my big thing - and it often finds its way into my writing in some form or another. My tastes are broad (jazz, classics, rock, post-rock, folk) and usually lean towards the heavier end of the genres. I love the inevitables (Joni Mitchell, Bob Dylan, Leonard Cohen) plus The Smashing Pumpkins, George Harrison, GSYBE, Neil Young, Dave Crosby, Jeff Buckley, Bob Marley, Bjork, The Cranes, Sigur Ros, Múm, Martha Wainwright, Polly Paulusma, Grizzly Bear, Lou Rhodes, June of 44, John Coltrane, Kenny Wheeler, Keith Jarrett, Mazzy Star, Mozzy Mozart, Moggy Mogwai, Norman Mahler, Waggy Wagner, Strauss R and Tarrantino Q.
My ambition is always a ticket to the Glastonbury festival - as it brings out that old craving for mud, missing things on purpose and pear cider (I just saw Leonard Cohen for the very first time at Glasto - and it was one of the most moving experiences of my life).
I wrote a poem about why I changed my AP name to Emerald Dog. After many months, it had zero reads (and I shall always prefer to remember it that way, in all its naked, abandoned glory), but alas it is has now been defiled by a fielder from the deep. Things may never be the same, but it will be pleased to know that I shall always love it.
Love & Peace,
Kezz
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Isn't it a pity
Now, isn't it a shame
How we break each other's hearts
And cause each other pain
How we take each other's love
Without thinking anymore
Forgetting to give back
Isn't it a pity
Some things take so long
But how do I explain
When not too many people
Can see we're all the same
And because of all their tears
Their eyes can't hope to see
The beauty that surrounds them
Isn't it a pity
George Harrison, 1970
May ye rest in peace a while.
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Music is my big thing - and it often finds its way into my writing in some form or another. My tastes are broad (jazz, classics, rock, post-rock, folk) and usually lean towards the heavier end of the genres. I love the inevitables (Joni Mitchell, Bob Dylan, Leonard Cohen) plus The Smashing Pumpkins, George Harrison, GSYBE, Neil Young, Dave Crosby, Jeff Buckley, Bob Marley, Bjork, The Cranes, Sigur Ros, Múm, Martha Wainwright, Polly Paulusma, Grizzly Bear, Lou Rhodes, June of 44, John Coltrane, Kenny Wheeler, Keith Jarrett, Mazzy Star, Mozzy Mozart, Moggy Mogwai, Norman Mahler, Waggy Wagner, Strauss R and Tarrantino Q.
My ambition is always a ticket to the Glastonbury festival - as it brings out that old craving for mud, missing things on purpose and pear cider (I just saw Leonard Cohen for the very first time at Glasto - and it was one of the most moving experiences of my life).
I wrote a poem about why I changed my AP name to Emerald Dog. After many months, it had zero reads (and I shall always prefer to remember it that way, in all its naked, abandoned glory), but alas it is has now been defiled by a fielder from the deep. Things may never be the same, but it will be pleased to know that I shall always love it.
Love & Peace,
Kezz
..................
Isn't it a pity
Now, isn't it a shame
How we break each other's hearts
And cause each other pain
How we take each other's love
Without thinking anymore
Forgetting to give back
Isn't it a pity
Some things take so long
But how do I explain
When not too many people
Can see we're all the same
And because of all their tears
Their eyes can't hope to see
The beauty that surrounds them
Isn't it a pity
George Harrison, 1970
May ye rest in peace a while.
..................
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- My mood is , and quote is never put off 'till tomorrow that which you can put off today.
- I am a guy (England)
- When I'm not writing, I'm still here.
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If I should choose but one moment
of worldly, wondrous bliss -
that old concept of “I would do anything for you”
raises an interested eyebrow once again, -
I was smoking my soul in an hourglass
as its intricate sand flowed to sea -
I watched how you smiled through the cocaine
for at least a few minutes or so -
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As I lay in one morning bright
enraptured by yon spring delight -
The burnt-red facades
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Burning the pain
in my kerosene brain
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nevadapoet : Just Stopping By to Say Hi on August 27aslanlight : Mud! on August 7The muddiest I've ever been was hitching a lift home after a Glastenbury festival many moons ago. I'd saved a clean pair of jeans in my rucksack for getting home in so I put them on, walked along the road with my thumb out and promptly fell in the mud! Lol I'd forgotten about that, your page reminded me.Unapprove | DeleteAmera : Welcome Home! on August 4SpiritMother : Welcome to AP on March 18I see that you have already met one of the best poetresses on AP, my fav as well..NightHope ..there are plenty more here (men and women) that are going to guide you and make you feel very welcome..if there is anything I can do, just "holler"..LOL, I live in Texas! Blessings from my house to yours!Unapprove | Delete
