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James

He doesn't look a thing like Jesus, but he talks like a gentleman

About Me

Ello all, looking to meet interesting people who have a love of poetry and music. I reside in God's own County of Yorkshire. I have just graduated from uni and in search of a purposeful career, while avoiding the pitfalls of life aka shit jobs.I was born in a small town called Beverley in 1983 and grew up in a even smaller town called Hornsea. I left my little town to seek my fortune at uni in Scarborough. Now I have left Englands very own little Las Vegas and am embarking on life in the real world.

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My Interests

poetry, music and the mass consumption of alcohol
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I'd like to meet:

Tim Burton, Bob Dylan, David Bowie people a little different.ps I would not like to meet any bank managers, particularly my own.

Music:

the libertinesrazzorlightthe killersred hot chilli peppersthe stonesBob Dylanthe white stripesjoy divisionBowiethe beatlesthe kinksthe kooksthe Viewthe Clash

Television:

The Soprano's, peep show anything to do with football.

Books:

everyone should read the alchemist at some point in their lives, for a more ofbeat choice try James Birrel's the manilla man.

Heroes:

James Dean the rebels rebel!!!!

My Blog

The Light in the Night

  How did I let such purity waste The divine of an Angel My heart you encased   How heaven shines from your eyes Like the clearing of the clouds Allowing a glimpse of blue skies   How o...
Posted by James on Fri, 08 Jun 2007 07:02:00 PST

Hope springs eternal

Springs of hope litter the mind cascades of water telling of the pains left behind   only when you forgive the past will darkness relent and the burning light be vast   unleash the weig...
Posted by James on Sat, 24 Feb 2007 09:32:00 PST

to what sparkles in the night lays witness to when men fight (poetry)

  How the stars at night watch over the harsh tracer light   They listen to the whistles in the air hearing the lost cries telling them of the despair   Viewing their crimson sky invade...
Posted by James on Wed, 20 Dec 2006 04:26:00 PST

"The Flow of Thought" (poetry)

  The stream of thought Leads to the river of life Where young minds are caught   Among the enchanting tide upon which hopes and fears are able to gently glide   into the vast...
Posted by James on Fri, 01 Dec 2006 12:53:00 PST

Poetry

We are all capable of love The becoming of one Residing in anothers hub When souls belong Where hearts entwine Love does not reconise time   I wrote this in early 2006 on a train to London. Not f...
Posted by James on Wed, 29 Nov 2006 08:15:00 PST

Poetry

A man at death a flurry of pain resides Drawing the last breath As the shutter goes down The diminishing light The Passing of the crown Long is the night As the fever Gives way to the light (c)  ...
Posted by James on Wed, 29 Nov 2006 07:30:00 PST