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Port Hawkesbury, Nova Scotia, Canada
I work full time as an advanced care paramedic in Nova Scotia. I am married with three daughters. I have been married to the same beautiful woman for over 21 years and I still live in my hometown, (I haven't found a way out yet! lol!) I am the middle child from a family of eight. I have just recently put my poetry into book format. I first began writing my poetry as a way of self-expression but I have also written it with the intentions of having others read it and hopefully gain understanding through my words. I have always felt out of place, emotionally, spiritually and socially, like I never truly fit in but I am working through this and although at times it is a heavy burden, I don't regret being this way because it has led me to good things and also, it has allowed me to express my self through poetry. I hope that my writing will continue to improve and inspire others to do the same. I am currently working on my second poetry book and I would truly appreciate your support but more importantly I would like to hear any comments from those of you that have read my poems.

Thursday, 31 March 2011

Humble Rebel


I was born beneath a singular sign and I’m nothing like the rest,
I don’t conform to the masses, I disagree with their figurative best. Disconnected but not alone, I trudge this binding path,
I stand in awe of humanities blot with my potential cut in half.
There are others out there like me that sense the repressive shroud,
And like me they will not abide to the willing of the crowd.
I know the time is pending, so I stand in attentive yearn,
For the day that sees the humble powers, to this earth return.

~David Phillips~

Wednesday, 30 March 2011

My Personal War

When the rally cries are heard and the bugles sound the charge,
I press forward in the dark and attack the beast at large.

When fear has gripped my throat and made me doomed to fall,
I regain my foot, soldier on and climb that ragged wall.

Though the battle may never cease and the scars will ever last,
through the sacrifice I make the darkness will be cast.

~David Phillips~

Tuesday, 29 March 2011

Remember


I wasn’t always like this, I wasn’t always sad

I remember better days and the carefree life I had

I wasn’t always living within the shadows of despair
I remember having fun and the smiles I use to wear

I wasn’t always just an obscure member of the crowd
I remember having friends and living life out loud
I wasn’t always struggling to get through every day
I remember being fearless and knowing what to say

I wasn’t always trapped by the darkness of my past
I remember having joy that I thought would always last
I wasn’t always worried or preoccupied with the pain
I remember most of a feeling of being sane

~David Phillips~

Monday, 28 March 2011

My Inner Enemy

As quick as someone flipping a switch
I feel a wave of emotion course over me
And my stomach begins to churn
I feel a longing to be comforted
Is there anything that will fill this void
I sense a deafening blankness in my mind
I contemplate running away
Away from all this erroneous unease
It now seems impossible to break free
I clamber over fences and fortifications
In an attempt to evade certain capture
I feel obscurity surrounding my body
Now there’s nowhere I can hide
What will it to do to me this time
I could attempt to reason with it
But it has no rationale to utilize
I am besieged by its mischievous influences
It has me wrapped in an odious embrace
I fear I will relinquish my reason and surrender
Is there a way to displace its grasp on me
I search frantically for the answers
If I remain still perhaps it will think I’m gone
I know my attempts to evade are futile
So I give in and call a friend for support
It can’t manipulate reasoning outside my mind
This is my way out, away from this brute
Surely he will not return after being outwitted
Next time I will be ready, if it decides to return
With my reason intact and support standing by
I will conquer this ageless enemy of mine

~David Phillips~

Saturday, 26 March 2011

Tempest


I feel a tempest drawing near
It searches through my inner fear
I can’t be certain of its want
But I feel it deepen in its jaunt
Rushing waves both in and out
A trembling poise and a need to shout
Thunderous words for all to know
But understanding is hard to sow
I spell it out feverously charged
And yet my thoughts remain disparaged
In time I yield and the clouds descend

A plea to the heavens does nothing lend

Reluctantly with time the dissension fades
And leaves a wound like sharpened blades
I feel the sting though time will heal
My search for answers will yet reveal
When a clasping fervor holds me safe
Eternal resolve I will embrace
I will stand and renounce to pain no more
Or to suffer in silence behind a closed door
My life it is worthy and my soul remains pure
I’ll share in the knowledge and not be obscure
The tempest is sly and I often feel tripped
But each time it returns I am better equipped
 

~David Phillips~

Friday, 25 March 2011

Through A Dream

As I awoke from my dream on a cold winters day
I had a disconcerting want that wouldn’t go away
It was pulling at my thoughts with an irreverent desire
I felt my body lifting up, moving higher and higher

I floated through the ceiling, out into the air
Even though I was afraid, I didn’t seem to care
I knew that I was ok, safe from any harm
As I drifted through the clouds, I didn’t feel alarm

I continued moving faster, until the stars where just a blur
Then space itself embraced me, like a baby wrapped in fur
I began to feel a presence, although I could not see
I knew I was not alone, there was someone there with me

A warmth grew deep inside me and filled me with affection
I wasn’t sure of where I was going or even in which direction
I knew I had to ponder this ascension through the sky
But no questions filled my mind as if I knew the reason why

I was at peace in this location but I knew it couldn’t last
I made no assumption of the future and no judgments of the past
I was one with everything, connected with purity and love
As I reflected on this feeling, a voice bellowed from above

It instructed me to remember, all the things that I was shown
And to pass this knowledge on, to those that think they are alone
In an instant I was home, not knowing what to do
So all that I have learned, I’m now passing on to you


~David Phillips~

Thursday, 24 March 2011

The Dam


I took a trip within my self to discover what’s inside

But traveling through my psyche was not an easy ride

I meandered here and there and felt lost at every turn
Aimless was my journey but my incentive was to learn

Some places I had found were recessive, cold and dark
Others seemed so bare as a tree stripped of its bark
Continuing on my way I pressed deeper in my mind
Although I wasn’t told I knew what I had to find

Deep within the core of what makes me who I am
I found I had constructed an imposing mental dam
Could this be the object that has impressed upon my life
Is this the solo cause of all my trouble and my strife

I stood baffled and bewildered wondering where to go
What lies beyond this dam I wasn’t sure that I should know
Perhaps this dam is what has kept all the dreadful things at bay
So I thought it best to leave it alone and look another day
~David Phillips~

Wednesday, 23 March 2011

We Are Not Alone


If only we could view our selves from a star,
We would see how tiny and insignificant we are

And yet we are here, so priceless and pure
We search for more life but what’s the allure

To be on our own makes most feel afraid
So we look to the heavens with a celestial aid

If we could connect with this planet, our earthly home
Then we would realize that we were never alone

If we could see that here, we have all that we need

We would free the world from hunger and greed

I would not suggest life couldn’t flourish out there
It’s not for me to say but I’m certain it’s rare

So the next time you find yourself gazing up into space
Remember that life exists within the whole human race 

~David Phillips.~

My Mortality

I found myself thinking about life and death today

I wasn’t sure of how or why or what I want to say

I have my beliefs in life and they comfort and console

But will I know the truth when I’m lowered in the hole

I am flesh and blood born from the fabric of this earth

Destined with a purpose from the moment of my birth

As I traverse this life I discover, no bearings guide my path

I’m destined to meet with death I cannot avoid its wrath

Has everything I’ve done been preparation for the end

I ask these questions everyday but the answers do not lend

Perhaps in time I’ll come to learn the meaning of all I see

But until that day I’ll continue to ponder my own mortality

~David Phillips~

Tuesday, 22 March 2011

Through My Eyes

Hey, welcome to my blog. I hope that you will enjoy reading my poetry, I will be posting some of my work here on my blog so check back often to read my poems and quotes.

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