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New Flute Composition for “The Phoenix Who Survived”
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New Flute Composition for “The Phoenix Who Survived”

  • Dean
  • November 4, 2017
Talented composer Meg Colins Stoop has written a wonderful flute composition for my poem “The Phoenix Who Survived”
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A song that takes you back in time

  • Dean
  • August 16, 2010
I find it amazing that listening to a song that you have not heard in a while instantly takes you back to a place in your childhood. It can be…
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Poem – The Phoenix who survived
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Poem – The Phoenix who survived

  • Dean
  • May 10, 2010
Rising from the ashes, you spread your wings to fly Reaching now for those final dreams, belief will never die Beautiful and so glorious, the eternal bird of fire Soaring…
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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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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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