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Dreams Can Come True

  • Dean
  • June 30, 2010
Well the time has finally arrived. What began as a simple idea in 2006 is now a dream fulfilled. It’s been a dark and trying time with so many problems…
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Against All Odds – Poem
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Against All Odds – Poem

  • Dean
  • June 15, 2010
Standing on a mountain I view the crimson sun Thinking of where I’ve been and how this all begun Escaping the world of darkness, longing to be free Etched my…
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There will be better days

  • Dean
  • January 19, 2010
It is often in our lives that we face difficult times; sometimes these times seem impossible to overcome. We face times and circumstances in our lives that make us want…
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Nobodies fool (new poem)

  • Dean
  • February 19, 2009
To you I was nothing but a puppet on a string Moving how you directed me, I was your playful thing Dancing to your beat of life, a tango to…
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I left alone and found a king.

  • Dean
  • September 27, 2008
So here I am at the end of my three week journey of self discovery. A journey that began when I departed the shores of London to travel to Brazil…
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About Dean

British/Swedish poet/author. Pagan and lifetime supporter of both Chelsea FC and Linköpings FC. Feel free to use my poetry, as long as you link my name. All Poetry ©Deanthebard.com 2025

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An Unbreakable Heart - A poem based on a person wh An Unbreakable Heart - A poem based on a person who has been through so much in life, their heart is unbreakableI crawled through all the darkness,Danced in the pouring rain,Refrained from giving in to you,So I now return the pain.I've something more than armour,Something stronger than a shield,An unbreakable will to survive,To life I will not yield.You dragged me to hell and back,Even the devil knew my name.Yet I didn't want the season ticket,I just simply left the game.How does it feel just knowingI'm the only one left here?Your methods could not work on me,Now you live in fear.For my heart, it cannot splinter,Nor shatter into glass,For it's as fluid as a river,Like wind blowing through the grass.So take your angered hatred,Aim it toward another soul,For mine is so unbreakable,And I'm fully in control.
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Solitary Chair (A Poem based on a chair sat throug Solitary Chair (A Poem based on a chair sat through a generation. The last member has passed and the chair remains in isolation. A reminder not to waste time)A solitary red chairSits in the corner of a room.A baby climbs upon its cushion,With a smile and a stare.This becomes a habit,It forms the baby’s placeA comfort zone so special,A guaranteed smile upon a face.The baby is now older,A teenage boy so silent.The chair is now a sanctuaryFrom a world that feels so violent.The years, they pass so quicklyBoy turns into man.A welcome place after a hard day,He puts his feet up when he can.The man becomes elderly,A place to fall asleepIn the old familiar chair,Where memories lie so deep.Yet one day it’s just empty,For the man has passed away.The chair waits for anotherDon’t let life slide away.#poem #poetry #life #time
Forever Near - A poem based on remembering someone Forever Near - A poem based on remembering someone who was part of your life when you were younger but have lond passed. Even in times of doubt, they are still with you. Once upon a gentler timeThe days lay quiet in our handsAll sorrow lived in distant landsWhile laughter shaped our rhymeThe lion guarded all with prideThe jungle felt like home to meThat world, the one I longed to seeWith you here by my sideMy tears became a hidden fallThat watered both the sun and rainYour arms, the shelter I would findThrough happiness and painYou said, “Go forth, the world is wide,”And with a wink, you eased my fearThose words still echo through the yearsA compass at my sideNow age has pressed its weight on meAnd time recalls the love I’ve lostNo map can take me back againJust echoes counting costYet still you guide me as beforeYour love surrounds me, pure and strongA quiet song within my heartThat lives forevermoreI see your gaze in my child’s eyesThe same bright spark you left behindAnd in their laughter, I can findThe life that never diesI close my eyes and drift to sleepBelieving you are always nearNot by the hand, but in my soulYou leave me without fear#poem #poetry #love #family #friends #life
Sad to hear of Ricky Hattons passing. Saw a few of Sad to hear of Ricky Hattons passing. Saw a few of his fights live over his career. Rip Hitman. A dark day for British Boxing
I walk alone - A poem about moving on from a situa I walk alone - A poem about moving on from a situation in your life where you no longer want to beFavours go unansweredWhen expectations growsA doormat for the usersFor the friendly path, you chose A heart taken for grantedFrom a soul that does not careLight into the darknessFrom a love that’s never there The sacrificial timelineOf everything you’ve doneUnravelled by realisation Of what you have become So time to break the shacklesReturn to whence you cameA place where time was all yoursWhen no-one called your name The depths of blackened silenceSaves the porcelain heartTime is nature's healerWhen life just falls apart Remove yourself from everythingUntil you find yourself againLife will be there when you come backBut this time free from pain #poem #poetry #freedom
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Halfway Home
Halfway Home
Dean Fraser-Phillips
Taisteal
Taisteal
Dean Fraser-Phillips
Vanaheim
Vanaheim
Dean Fraser-Phillips
Love Is
Love Is
Kennith Wright
Från Ekholmen ut i Europa
Från Ekholmen ut i Europa
Albion Equinox
Albion Equinox
Dean Fraser-Phillips
Under A Moonlit Sky
Under A Moonlit Sky
Dean Fraser-Phillips

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