So, biography, to write down the life to try and tell about the who. But, on a real and important level, what is the 'who.' Who are you? Who am I? Are we a collective of our desires, experiences, likes, and loves? Or are we something deeper, something more tangible than those things that wash away when we sleep and when we die. Pretentious to write this in the bio, perhaps, but I have always pondered it deeply, and perhaps that tells you more about me than if I did this;
I love opera, poetry, movies, philosophy (classical and eastern mainly) , nature, and learning.
or this;
I grew up on a farm and lived in a small town. I grew up with the animals and forests and books as my friends. I was bored in school and often got myself into trouble in a wide range of ways. I don't tell many people I know that I really love to write poems.
You be the judge.
We oft' will share those soft spun lores
'neath the care of that starry dome
Oh! The place our heart most adores
Far removed from those sundering shores
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It’s you I miss
And I promise this
A part of me lives in you
Tho’ never said, it’s true
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The sun was setting deep and fast
With it cold air blowing
A chill that sank straight to bone
Winter nights are growing
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A soft breeze blows through my soul
A child's breath on a dandilion's petal
and those seeds upon my heart settle
Can two oft' broke hearts make a whole?
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I'd wish'd you'd gone with me
When I travelled a road by the sea
with farset eyes and firmset heart aflame
I knew you couldn't be to blame
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