I am the fly in your ointment the dis in your disappointment the tick that burrows in under your skin the joke that wears thin the last laugh you didn’t have a...
Author - Dan Hooks
My poetry has many diverse themes from madness to the mundane, from fantasy and fable to philosophical and the darkness of reality (whatever that is).
I have been writing since I was 18 and have inspired other artists such as Benjamin Heine who created an piece of art work called”filled with fire” from my poem called “Freedom”. That poem was inspired from a quote from Nelson Mandela saying “we are free to be free”. Writing I find is a collaborative process.
I have also written other poems which have been used in language courses in America, Canada and Australia. One of which is called “poem on identity” and the other one is “Antithesis”.
I have a soundcloud account in which I post poems to music and my spoken word pieces. I find spreading my work on various social media platforms really useful for presenting my work.
I am also fond of travelling and have climbed Mount Fuji in Japan visited Finland skied in both USA in keystone Colorado and Whistler in Canada. I find perspective can be found in travelling to other countries and it also helps you appreciate other cultures as well your own.
https://alienpoet.com
https://soundcloud.com/alienpoet
There are cracks of flames In her eyes. Smoke and licks of flame as her new body forms. The darkness shudders as lightning dances. The firestorm in which she...
Graffiti grannies they are very canny they never get caught but their skills are highly sought they spin a yarn knit and sow There cover never gets blown...
All we have is time no reason just rhyme set in stone in time in time itself time to write a best seller to sit on a bookworms shelf time to walk in amongst...
I am one of the least of your brothers. I am neither your son or your lover. I am just another. I am just a face in the crowd. Neither silent or loud. I just...
At the doorway we see the signs, little blue lines running this way and that zig zagging along the interwoven paths we travel on. Some might say they show...
In the sandy reaches of a desolate landscape flat except for the massive sand castle like columns of rock the tribesmen gather to do a dance to the gods father...
I stare at my four walls, if there was a speech bubble where would it fall? Sometimes I think I am a cartoon character on TV waiting for the script to become...
Princess of the golden flower the sunlit tower. A bastion of light watch the birds take flight. Hour by hour she sits in the tower all day long praying for him...
Blessed are the appeasers For they shall eat malteasers Only stars eat mars bars Don’t be dorky eat a yorkie I pine for dime bar goodness Eat a kit Kat...
