All that we can’t leave behind.

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This has been a while in the making, but I can finally reveal and promote my first poetry book that has been published.

It is called ‘All that we can’t leave behind’ and showcases 21 poems. Most of them are themed, and the idea behind the title is that the poems are all things that happened in the past.

This collection is available in two formats; paperback and ebook. The links are below, it would mean so much to see your support. I plan on growing from this collection and publishing more collections in the future, your support will forever be appreciated.

Paperback version: All that we can’t leave behind https://amzn.eu/7j9lYCw

Ebook version: https://www.store.bookleafpub.com/product-page/all-that-we-can-t-leave-behind

Give me a forest…

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where I can walk
muddy boots
over roots
and paths,

while I breathe
all the scents
of the surrounding wood,

and lose myself
roaming
amongst the leafed limbs,
sounds echoed on the air,
tall trunks eclipsing
and scattering the sunlight.

I breathe again
and drink it all in:
for I am alive.

Haiku: S

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That smile and those eyes-
I’m lost in the universe,
bound to your cosmos.

Wake up

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I wake up to
her eyes
piercing me
like morning light
through gaps in curtains.

I wake up to
her hands
soft on my skin
like grabbing a blanket
in the silence of winter.

I wake up to
her warmth
radiating outwardly
like a fireplace
grate blazing.

I wake up to
her
love.

Freckles

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Freckles dot her cheeks
and when she smiles
the light hits
just right
that
each freckle
is illuminated
into a picture.
I want to keep seeing.

‘X’

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I keep
counting down the days:

“x’s” in my calendar,
small signs of movement
from day to day,
east to west,
but I’m rooted in place…

left to watch the clock (the door),
monotonous hands turning
wood slowly peeling
or so I imagine,

until you return.

cascading rays

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There is a sunset
somewhere,
where my idle thoughts go
drifting off and out of focus.

The light
lingering in the distance
cascading rays
burning gold in the darkened
clouds,
casting shadows
fitful shapes amongst the trees,

and I am wondering
where you are.

Haiku: Swan

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A swan in flight: wings rippling
gently the water,
as you flew for warmer sun.

Sundays at Hilsdens Drive

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Take me back to
those Sundays
round theirs...

Beatles playing on the cd system,
(Sgt Pepper)
a hive of noise,
clatter of utensils
from the kitchen, cooking,

and me
sat cross legged on the floor by the fireplace:
its chipped, cracked grey
tiles bearing ornaments and
whatchamacallits/thingamajigs,
collected oddities.

With the tv on 
(Star Trek or Stargate)
I listen
waiting for breakfast
and the time we share.

Legato nel terrore.

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We all suffer;
bound in terror
and enveloping
darkness.
Our god has abandoned us.

Left to roam this
wasteland
of existential doom,
the soulless masses
drag themselves- lost in the decay;
we have nothing
but our hollow remains.

No angels fill our skies,
empty promises of light
bear no salvation-
we are the fruit of our ruination,
only the eldritch walk the land,
shadows cling to every corner.
Haunted by our dreams, unaware
we are all living in a
nightmare.




(this poem was inspired by the song 'Siamo Legati Dal Terrore' by A Wake in Providence)

Symptoms

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The voices in my head tell me
to go outside, stay in,
live a life and breathe,
or close off from everything.

It's only in the four walls
of my head,
these struggles that seep in
repeating and repeating.

I know I'm not the only one
with this broken song,
where I don't know what's true
amongst everyone and you.

It's hard to find the air
between them and the ground,
a space just for me
when the vicious cycle goes around.

Sometimes I'm locked in this box
and all I need is a hand
to help me get unlocked,
so I can stand.

In a human sea
we're all just human see,
and in a crowded place
I will look for your face.

Above is a poem that I was asked to write by one of my closest friends, who happens to be a music video director. He asked me to write a poem that will fit in with the music video for the song ‘A Symptom Of Being Human’ by the popular American rock band Shinedown.

Obviously, I helped my friend, the poem above appears in the music video below at 3:28.

Check out my friends music video that he directed please!