I live in North Yorkshire, England with my girlfriend and our 4 children. I enjoy rugby league, fishing, falconry, and generally been outdoors. I also train and fly birds of prey.
I've been writing since my mid teens and often wondered about submitting some of my work to be published but never though any good enough. more »
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Mark Horsfall Poems
The Art Of War.
Screams of pain and anger People loosing their lives But for what? Famine?
Death Of The World.
Brutal mutilation World abomination This is where your soul will come to die
The Lifeforce Of The Diseased Dog And Hi...
In front of behind I stare at the sand With grass growing through A crystallised hand
The Game Of Life.
In Search of nothing Dormant minds stand still Endless upsets Never finding truth.
Today I saw a plane up high, Drifting through a cloudless sky, I smiled as it drifted by, And thought of happy times.
The leaders Triune You shall obey For when we march Your armies shall fade away
There’s this cat Round our way I’ve seen his grin I know his game
Weeping distortions Drone in the fear Beyond the nightscape Beyond the glass
Freak you say Indeed Not in need As you think
Time To Stop! !
We are the power Elevation You give us the power
Lightning quickens The pace, the race The rat has his place In time it’s 13
Look, The Mice Are Dancing.
Look Can you see them? Look, their How strange
A Little Thought.....
I stand and see Into my eyes Into the back of my childhood mind
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The Art Of War.
Screams of pain and anger
People loosing their lives
But for what?
Or the worst cause of all,
Mans first and last try for suicide
The grief of millions can’t be denied
But who’s fault is this?
Who can we blame?
They’re all the god damned same
All they want is power and wealth
But all they do is endanger our health
Can we live
under this constant threat of death?
I don’t really think so
But what will be left?
But a burnt out core
For this is what will ...