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Parents first visit to Sweden

  • Dean
  • September 4, 2012
My parents are visiting from Sweden this weekend. Though I have been living here officially for almost two years it will actually be there first visit. They are what I…
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Why time is so important as we grow older

  • Dean
  • October 23, 2011
There are times in life when it is often the trivial things that mean the most to us. This is something that happened to me yesterday. My parents had just…
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Trying to find your parents that ultimate Christmas present

  • Dean
  • November 26, 2010
Well it’s just less than one month till Christmas and so far my dad’s present has been paid for. I know that he gets the same each year (Chelsea football…
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As we grow older why do we ignore our parents?

  • Dean
  • July 19, 2010
Do you ever get the feeling that you don’t make enough effort to see your parents? It’s a question that I have been asking a lot lately. There are times…
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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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Writer, poet, Pagan. Books on Amazon. ⚽ Chelsea FC, Linköping FC, Yate Town. Founder & Owner @asinglemalt Books on Amazon.

A Poem about hitting rock bottom in life and reali A Poem about hitting rock bottom in life and realising that the only way is up again.

Falling so far down

Into the darkness of despair,

To a place of isolation,

In a world that does not care.

Feeling all around me,

I try to hold on to a rope.

Just a feeling I can stand up,

A simple ray of hope.

My eyes squint into the darkness,

Making out a shape.

Perhaps a slab of granite,

Or a hero in a cape?

Looking up into the darkness,

I see a place to climb,

A distant light that beckons.

Now, this is my time.

For when you hit rock bottom,

Upwards is the only place to go.

Stand up and dust yourself off now,

It's onwards with the show.

#poem #writing #life #hope
Get in. Carefree!!! Get in. Carefree!!!
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On With The Show - A poem about a performer who is On With The Show - A poem about a performer who is hurting inside yet goes on stage to entertain the crowd. Once the crowd is gone the performer returns unchanged.

I look into the mirror,

A reflection stares back at me.

I don't like what I see there,

Applying makeup for everyone to see.

The weight of life upon me,

All I see is the clown.

My eyes are drawn and heavy,

Red lips become a frown.

I hear the crowd is waiting,

So I shift in my chair.

I walk toward the curtains

An audience so unaware.

I step into the bright lights,

A ripple of applause.

I raise my hands to thank you,

Yet you don't know my inner war.

My set is automatic,

The laughter fills the air.

I'm the hero of the hour,

Yet inside, I just don't care.

The crowd leaves the building,

I return to the mirror once more.

Once again, I look inside,

With my heart upon the floor.

#stage #perfornmer #pain #empty
Wow. No words. Extremely sad news to wake up to. N Wow. No words. Extremely sad news to wake up to. Nobody should die this young. RIP Diogo
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