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Stockholm Sunset (Timelapse) Dec 2015

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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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Deano 🇬🇧/🇸🇪 | Award-Winning & Bestselling Poet | Writer | Chelsea FC 1977 & Linköping FC 2011 | Books on Amazon | Pagan
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
Angel In Flame - A spoken poem about a flame haire Angel In Flame - A spoken poem about a flame haired angel who enters one's life for a reason. Searched high and low in lifeFor the one that I could call mine.Had some hits and misses, I agree,But now nothing feels more fine.I've walked the long road in life,Chasing dreams under the stars.I wished upon the sun and moon,Yet somehow ended up with Mars.What we’ve ended up with, none can divide,For what we found is so pure.If loneliness is a disease,With you, I found the cure.Walking down the path of life,I simply did not know how to function.Do I turn left or right right now,As I stand here at this junction?I have been waiting for this moment,Searching deep within my soul.Finally, I found the one I loveYou came in and took control.Some call it the definition of divine,Most say it’s the purest form of fate.At last the pieces connect in place:The purest form of a soulmate.#poem #poetry #life #love
Soaring high - A poem about leaving behind the pas Soaring high - A poem about leaving behind the past and soaring higher in lifeA fall from grace is silentLike an arrow through the chestYet the only way back in lifeIs to rise above the restEngage with what’s within youAnd remember who you areAll that you have overcomeHas brought you this farHurdles rise before usIt’s not how high you leapWhat matters most is learningFrom the stumbles life makes deepThe scars will tell your storyEach line a mark of truthStrength is born of struggleNot the innocence of youthSo walk with steady footstepsNo shadow holds you downA crown is forged of courageNot of silver, gold, or crownAnd when the night feels endlessLift your eyes to morning’s lightFor every fall from grace we faceGives us wings to take new flight#life #poem #alive
Time of regret - A poem based on being to busy in Time of regret - A poem based on being to busy in life to remeber who you love most and one day they won't be there Teenage years, my longingWas just to leave my homeTo fall in love with travelMy heart was free to roamThe times I packed my suitcaseI always called you nearTo let you know what I was doingTo show you love and careAfter years of datingI finally found the oneMarriage and children followedAnd youth was swiftly doneMy calls back home grew fewerI was too busy with my lifeLooking after my own familyMy children and my wifeI’m sorry I missed your callI promised I’d call you backBut my busy life took overA moment I can’t retractNow you have left usMy heart is full of regretI lay down flowers on your graveA love I won’t forget#poem #poetry #life #love
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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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