My sun has gone I chased him across parks with football games. I ran with him in my dreams screamed out his name patience wasn’t my game the cards I...
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
I lost a poem yesterday it went out of my mind, it went away. I tried to grab it before it went But then I realised it was never meant, for me to write that...
Ancient Aliens from beyond our stars come from a universe that’s in decline where their stars that once shined bright now there is dark forever cold...
Heaven dances, birds upon the shore rainbow eyes want to be more. The last eyes to see want to be sure Heaven will come. Drifting on some sunlit rain fables...
This page aches for words like the sky would miss the birds if they never returned to the sky. Like if the sun never rose and we froze in the cold air. This...
A little word called crazy which people use when they are being lazy. The word crazy covers a multi of goods and ills Mad, bad, sad, cool or even acting the...
My words collapse like deck chairs they can no longer stand they are meaningless and they never come out like I planned they fold up and lay on the floor like...
God is a rainbow a kaleidoscope of colours all lights all shades arrayed in beauty. All promise, all thought, all action we are God all people one body even...
Love was a child, so meek and so mild Love was a child who smiled. Love was a child who played with a toy train Love was a child who jumped in puddles in the...
All words become me. They reflect what I feel sometimes I want to hide from them and stem the tide of words. But outside my window the storm of words is...
