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**MY HOMEPAGE** - (Photographs, Paintings and Poetry).

** Howie **
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Photo of me taken February 2009

Painted by me in the 1990s
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**Connemara Landscape**

Painted by me in the 1990s also
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**Autumn Scene**

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Me when I played in  rock group almost 40 yrs ago!

I hope that you will like my poetry, paintings(above) and photographs. This homepage is fairly new. (The above adverts are definitely nothing to do with me).
 
Please click on the link at the top of the page - Home |"My other poems", to see the other poetry that I wrote over the years.

R.I.P.
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**Meet Shane** - Sadly passed away!
 

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**Old Louis the bulldog**

Fake Mag Cover - from MagMyPic.com
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**Relaxing with my wife Claire**

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Louis wants my breakfast - February 2009

Hiya I'm Howard, (or Howie as some friends call me:)...
 
I am a writer/poet/musician/artist/poker player/...
 
I enjoy sport - both watching and participating. My favourite dogs are the bull breeds - Bulldogs, Bull Mastiffs, Mastiffs etc. They are loving and caring big softies.
 
I was born in Belfast, but now live in Newcastle upon Tyne, England with my wife Claire. I am just  over 59 years old...
 
I love making new online friends from different countries, cultures and backgrounds...
 

This poem is one of my favorites. I wrote it in 1995. I hope that you like it:-

BROKEN HEART:-

It is better when a husband and wife truly love one another,  that they depart at the same time, and make the journey across the Great Divide together...

 

Your body is frail and life's journey is ending,

Eyes are so clear, like a crystal in light.

No different now from the day I first met you,

As beautiful then as the stars at midnight.

 

Your hair may be grey, and the skin dull and faded,

Yet I see a picture that others can't see.

For I always knew from the first day I saw you,

That love's magic arrow meant you were for me.

 

I painted your picture the day we were married,

In pastel shades of purple and gold.

Now my mind has an image of you as you lie there,

Pure loveliness that only I can behold.

 

As I hold your hand, and touch your cheek,

Tears in my eyes like acid rain in the night.

I know in my heart that you don't want to leave me,

So unselfish and thoughtful, a beacon alight.

 

A gentle sound like a babies rattle,

Soft whisper I love you, as light turns to dark.

Your spirit soars in the sky high above me,

And beckons me come fly like a lark.

 

Sharp pain then sounds like a bird at the window,

I turn for a second, the image is me.

Our spirits now fly on a journey to freedom,

Two hearts, two souls, travel to eternity.......

 

I dedicate this poem to anyone who has lost a loved one.

 

This poem "Emotions", was written by me in my teens. It is against racialism, intolerance, or bullying...


EMOTIONS:-

White man's white, Black man's black,
The day is dark, but the night is black.
Heaven and earth between them lie,
Like the silence of the moonlit sky.


From Heaven to Hell, which one will go,
The Black man's ignorant cause the White's say so.


The black and yellow flames they burn,
Like ashes from a fiery urn.
They twist and struggle yet still they churn.
When will the white man ever learn?


This deathly mist of sin and hate,
Can only gather and promulgate,
Until there is no sea, no earth,
No man and woman, but death and dearth.


The hate beneath our soul it lies,
Like rats in a cellar or a childrens cries.
So hear me Lord, 'cause only you,
Can change hate to love, and evil too.


But all I see's a chilliness,
That freezes my blood with its loneliness.
Until my heart cries out in pain,
It twists and turns I feel the rain.


If God is white he'll sell his soul,
And the Black's with me in hell will thole,
But down below the black flames blaze,
While up above the misty haze,
Will last 'till all eternity,
'Cause they have eyes no more to see!

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**To Nicky** (a very special friend)

When you lie in the dark and feel the pain,

And hear the sound of falling rain.

Fear of the unknown thoughts pursue,

Feelings of love and anger breakthrough.

Then listen well my beautiful friend,

Don't fear death, beginning or end.

Afresh life will begin anew,

All those who love you will join you too.

Time is just a passing phase,

Not seen in minutes, hours or days.

Yet in the pure white light of truth,

You will find eternal youth.

So fear not my friend,

It's just the beginning...

Not the end.

We all love and care for you.....H:)x

~ TO CLAIRE ~ (My wife)

Pain and ecstacy. Opposites yet closer than skin on flesh. Elation... yet despair. Release from inner torments, of body and of mind. Like tape from glass, peeling away layers of inhibitions. More real then reality, yet always an air of mystery. Never knowing... yet complete certainty. This is love. Not for everyone but for us, in ways only we can understand. Pain and tenderness melting into one vast cauldron of emotion. No wrappings, nothing concealed. If we can't always see clearly, in blindness there is clarity. Jealousy biting and hurting yet pulling us closer together. We are like diamonds underneath the earths surface, so dark yet so bright. Years cannot change us. Bodies age, yet feelings never die... and flicker in the candlelight of love.