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Ed Cesar

Ed Cesar is a twenty-five year old musician, poet, artist and photographer currently residing in the beautiful city of Bath. He has done a lot of travelling in his lifetime having lived in such diverse parts of the world as Kuwait and Bahrain in the Middle East, to various countries in Europe such as Portugal, Spain and France. This has given him a lot of insight into other cultures and a lot of inspiration for his artistic projects. He is currently the songwriter and frontman in the band The Dusty Stars (www.myspace.com/thedustystars) in which he has written over 50 songs alone including a 13-track 'modern fairytale' entitled Munchen Moderne. He has also recently set up a solo page on the internet (www.myspace.com/edcesar). The themes of childhood and innocence are prevelent throughout his music and his poetry. He is also inspired by cultural mythology especially Greek Mythology having studied Classical Civilisation at school and visited many ancient sites in Greece. He has not read much contempory poetry himself, rather he chooses to rely simply on his own love of words and imagery. He does however cite the works of Blake, Wilde, Byron and Keats as favourites.

Feline

Feline fantasia
Tired princess of old
Pale skin of satin
Silk hair of gold
Like the Victorian sunset
Carving deep scars of fire
My heart is a corset
A cage of desire

Feline fantasia
Bright princess of youth
Your smile tells a story
A legend of truth
You enchant me with silence
A look and a grin
In fairytale castles
A quest shall begin

Feline fantasia
Your eyes I have known
In times long forgotten
In faces of old
The ancient connection
I can never sever
So I stay by your side
For now and forever

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The Battle

Awake sweet morning
A battle is still to be fought
Against the night and all her demons
Cloaked in silence and crowned by dreams of sleeping innocents
Who will strike the first blow?

The wind is but a wanderer and will not take either side
But playfully devour the cries of battle and spit them back to the four
corners of a weary Earth

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I dream of many things
Some are bitter like a rotting apple and only worms are to be found
Others are sweet like candy
Wrapped in pretty colours and stirring a childlike innocence
Occasionally they are lustful
Like the thrust of a lion as he enters his mate
More often they are gentle
As the touch of ones lover awakening to nothing but love

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The Lonely Wanderer

What shore is this that flogs the sailors heart?
Keeps him tied to his mast
Crucified under a warm sun

How he longs for the night to come
Her blanket of stars to keep him safe
To guide him home
Or leave him stranded on some other desolate shore

Alone is he who cannot find his destination
A place to call his own
Conversing with the pisces
Dumbfounded and impatient they seem
Yet there is still direction to be found

This sailor knows only his reflection and the certainty of the great deep
below

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Broken

Today I have a broken heart
She tore it up
She ripped it apart

I'm trying to fix it
As good as new
But I can't find the bucket and I've run out of glue

Again

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The Mammal Connection

Fallopian footsteps
Walk by the canal
In the womb of the ocean
Beats the heart of a whale

He knows not of the man
Sat by the keyside
Smoking his pipe
Watching the tide

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Submission Guidelines: Poems of no more than 30 lines in length each will be considered.