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Nigel
Astell
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Nigel
Astell
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Featured Poet from Poetry
Now Magazine
http://a6poets.org.uk/
Vital descriptive words can produce a picture to build different views to take each person on a journey into the world of literacy.
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Sense of Purpose
GEC Trafford Park the Manchester Industrial Giant, redundancy brings an uncertain future, choices limited. Poetry invites me in. I smile and accept with absolutely no regret, I then joined a Creative Writing Course at Aquinas College and have not looked back since.
When
Destiny Calls
Spotlight Poets have accepted my work to be included inside a joint venture of a selection of work from 12 poets. To show the world what can be done, as twelve writers become one, our thoughts and feelings reach out, to all those who read pages of, 'When Destiny Calls', Disappointed they shall not be, as intriguing verses of imagination captures the inquisitive eye.
Poetry
on the Airwaves
Andy Hill a BBC producer invited me on the popular radio programme People and Places, which is presented by Janet Kennedy. We talked about how I write different forms of poetry all the time and what it means to me. Using natural positive expression, I put into words to highlight feelings and emotions with a fresh outlook of enthusiasm built of sensitivity and passion.
Sails
of Suspense
Every 50 years stories of old become waves of poetry floating onwards into seas of today, as images of sailors unsettled in uncharted waters on dark encounters A Voyage of Eternity has only just begun. This poem has been printed in a book called 'Poetic Tales' by
Anchor
Books. To be given a chance to read this on the radio, I must thank the whole BBC team of People and Places. On a personal note a poet's ambition is to read for a captivating audience, I only hope that I did just that!
Nigel Astell has just to close his eyes to make all impossible dreams come true, inside a poem they always do.
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Voyage into Eternity
Dust gathers on the cover,
Pages all yellow with age,
This book of records of long ago,
Shows a date of 1748.
It tells of a shipwreck,
Most hands lost on that day,
No mercy shown,
From a fury of an ocean in turmoil.
Bodies tossed into the waves,
Just as bait thrown to the sinister deep,
Nearly all were lost and drowned.
After this fierce storm, washed upon the shore,
The remains of a full sailing vessel,
This wooden frame smashed and battered on the sands,
Sails torn to shreds, nothing is left.
On a dark misty night, under a full moon,
A silhouette gliding on the horizon can be seen,
Out of the shadows, every 50 years it appears,
An eerie sight of forgotten souls,
Plot a course to pass through an unmarked grave,
Red eyes glare out of the mist,
Staring into motionless space,
A white figure of a sailor, cast aside now a broken man,
Hands grasped firmly on the steering wheel,
All below deck, tasted the wine and drank the health to the happy couple,
Now they utter strange sounds of ghosts in torment,
Loud wailing and screaming and a young bride weeping,
Echo across the still quiet waters.
Sending forth ribbles of coldness,
A feeling of below zero, to a break of hot sweat.
This is indeed a force from the other side.
Unsettled spirits sailing on and on,
A Voyage Into Eternity
Will this ghost ship never sink,
And peace found for all inside,
Can the past not be buried,
And laid to rest?
I fear another 50 years must pass,
Before the truth is revealed,
And this poor imprisoned crew,
Be saved from this inescapable fate,
All we can do... is wait.
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Poet of Architecture
The foundation is solid,
A construction built of words,
By a Poet of Architecture.
Planned to perfection,
Never will it fall,
It stands on a rock of age,
A bridge of acknowledgement,
Developed into a test of time,
Absorbed into your world,
Transferred from mine.
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