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childhood memories of times gone by sitting outside the ruins gazing in looking at the destruction and then the phoenix rising the coloured glass the broken stones the tower still standing like some kind of miracle growth how did that happen? we learnt more that day than i ever realised sitting on the grass…
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This is a poem/song I wrote in 2005. It was inspired by the name and the view of a restaurant on the island of Skiathos in Greece. I was trying to connect with the space between consciousness and sleep, that space when thoughts drift without any idea of rationality, when words just connect with…
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This is a poem/song I wrote in 2005. It was inspired by the name and the view of a restaurant on the island of Skiathos in Greece. I was trying to connect with the space between consciousness and sleep, that space when thoughts drift without any idea of rationality, when words just connect with…
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Since you went away The silence fills my room My head feels like a tomb And I am lost inside. Since you went away I see a hollow grin The emptiness within The groom without a bride. Since you went away The air smells just like death I struggle for my breath There’s nothing…
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In the past few weeks I have been reading widely about the 1960s Counterculture both here and in America. This interest was inspired by two things. Writing an account of My Life in Music, which included my experience of the Counterculture in Leicester, and visiting an exhibition of sculptures by Francis Upritchard at Nottingham…
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Have been back a week now and have decided to write about my feelings about visiting New York. The reason I went was to fulfil a long ambition to visit a place that figured large in my imagination and was a place where many things happened that were an influence on me. In my…