Poet's Corner

The tribesmen gather

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 sun and his wife the moon
and their child the earth
while the metallic diggers of the white man
dig for fuel for nuclear fusion
which is right and which is wrong?
There stands the illusion
have we forgotten our roots?
The tree of life stands gnarled and broken.

By Daniel Hooks
AKA alienpoet on facebook

About the author

Dan Hooks

Hi there my name is Dan Hooks and I am a poet.

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.