£5.00
201 in stock
By Julian Swinbourne
ISBN: 978-1-84747-270-0
Published: 2007
Pages: 201
Key Themes: poetry, paranoid psychosis, stress, work victimization, drug use, recovery
Description
These are dark and beautiful poems evading simple description. Swinbourne has definitely found his voice in a very short period of time. Having put pen to paper, or perhaps finger-tips to keyboard, only 3 years ago Swinbourne has now been published internationally and his poems have appeared on BBC radio.
About the Author
In July 2004 Swinbourne suffered a series of terrible losses including his father and his marriage. At the same time he was brave enough to speak up for justice at work and as a result he was victimised. All this came after 5 years of amphetamine use and in July he broke, being diagnosed with psychosis.
“Paranoid psychosis is terrifying…I saw a thing that struck me stunned with horror…”
Julian was given medication but he says “with talking therapy I am working things out”.
But he also says that since becoming ill he has discovered something of himself which he never knew he had, something which has helped him deal with his thoughts and experiences and something which has provided beauty and solace to others:
“…and out of nowhere I wrote my first ever poem… I had positive comments… and suddenly over the weeks words came pouring from my heart and soul… beautiful imagery that had been locked in my mind… now was unlocked…
I have found a niche for my work… gothic and rock fans love it… but I’ve even meet a school teacher of English who was stunned by my creations…”
Book Extract
NOSE BLEED.
I’m the one with
the nose bleed.
The black
sheep. Dark star
ascends, cutting
through the s**t.
I have been once
Dreaded prince of
A fear full land.
I’ve drifted through
Humanities eternity.
Loving the
the drama of
it all.
Now the flowers
Wither for I walk in
the fall, dance
Frozen lakes in winter.
Always present,
do you not feel my
Presence, look
into your dreams.
I’m the one with the
Bleeding nose, crystal
Sliced and dieing to
meet you
DRIFTING
Messed up
So struck by
S
T
A
R
S
Blink of an eye
Flash flicker
Photography
Shutter stutters.
Then closes, one
Million plus lights.
More blue than black
super celestial deity
Rides down the moons
Beams.
I gasp
Catch my breath.
This is not true, it can’t be.
She’s radiant, she’s real
stunning realisation,
that all my offerings made
the
difference.
S
T
A
R
S
All
Just
S
T
A
R
S
What if my soul drifts
Away from me, will I die
In the lost connection.
I’m a wreak, this light is
Like no light, colours
Acid brilliant. Tease my
Head.
I’m of stars
your of stardust too.
Doesn’t it blow you away?
Only logged in customers who have purchased this product may leave a review.
Reviews
There are no reviews yet.