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This pagan thought he knew it all

  • Dean
  • April 22, 2010
Being a Pagan moving to a new country is always a difficult thing to do. Usually when people say “What religion are you” I tend not to answer as if…
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  • Clannad
  • Life
  • pagan

The meaning of a title

  • Dean
  • January 7, 2010
Some people have asked why my blog is titled “Now is here, here is now”. It’s taken from a song by an Irish band called Clannad. They often write music…
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  • equinox
  • pagan
  • stonehenge

The beginning and end of the Equinox

  • Dean
  • September 22, 2008
As I gear myself up to return from Brazil I realise that today is an important day for Pagans. It is Mea’n Fo’mhair or in English the start of the…
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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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Writer, poet, Pagan. Books on Amazon. ⚽ Chelsea FC, Linköping FC, Yate Town. Founder & Owner @asinglemalt Books on Amazon.

The Addiction From Within - A narrated poem based The Addiction From Within - A narrated poem based on being your own worst enemy and best friend 

A stare into the mirror
I recognize what’s true
The makeup smudged in horror
Am I me, or you?

Eyes that saw a lifetime
Witnessed all I had to show
A heartbreak full of reason
Yet no place left to go

Addiction is the rope
That my head is wrapped around
I scream into the darkness
But there's no echo, no sound

Maybe I'm a victim?
Maybe I'm a curse?
Maybe I'm just a soul
With a chorus and no verse

Reflection of rejection
Can I change who I will be?
I guess smashing this mirror
Might bring shards of reality

Fist is raised and cocked
As I thrust it, full in flight
For my shards of addiction
Are broken on this night

#poem #addiction #fight #denial
Never doubt a man who learned to fight in thunder. Never doubt a man who learned to fight in thunder.
Glad midsommar Glad midsommar
Life's Ripples - A new poem about casting a stone Life's Ripples - A new poem about casting a stone into a lake, the water is disturbed then after a while, like the water, life returns to normal

Staring into the water,
Reflections they distort my face.
Lines echo those around my eyes;
I see into the ripples I now embrace.

Drop a pebble into the water;
The lines they reach the edge
An everlasting wave of hope
That on my heart I pledge.

The water returns to normal;
Calmness reflects upon the lake.
No longer broken nature,
Just the silence left to break.

For underneath the water,
Just like in my heart, there’s life.
The stone sinks to the bottom,
Devoid of pain and strife.

The stone remains forever
Until the next is cast
A collection of hopes and dreams
That in our hearts will last.

So take your stone and throw it,
Cast your wish upon the tide.
Remember it forever,
Until it can no longer hide.

#poetry #poem #life #ripples
Natures Pure Resilience A poem about a rose growi Natures Pure Resilience

A poem about a rose growing in a war torn city. Natures pure resiliece

In a time of unknown certainty,
Where bombs rain down from the sky,
A solitary breath of nature
Stands upright, reaching high.

Ignorant of its surroundings,
While the world’s ablaze with fire,
Rising ever higher,
A tower from the pyre.

The days are steeped in sadness,
Explosions echo doom.
It stands in isolation,
A kaleidoscopic bloom.

Peace will return one day;
Perhaps we’ll share its flower.
For true strength lies in nature,
The Earth’s most potent power.

#poem #poetry #nature #writing
Brian Wilson moved on. Rest in Parsdise you genius Brian Wilson moved on. Rest in Parsdise you genius
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Halfway Home
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Love Is
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Från Ekholmen ut i Europa
Från Ekholmen ut i Europa
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Albion Equinox
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Under A Moonlit Sky
Dean Fraser-Phillips

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