Lucy Hawker

United Kingdom

I was born 19th February 1982. I live with my parents and occasionally my sister, who is also a writer. As well as poetry, I write teenage fiction and my pseudonym is Angela Brookes. My first book is titled 'Isabella' and I hope to process this into publication soon. My inspiration for my writing and poetry comes from my love and admiration for Michael Jackson; entertainer. I find his love, his ways, his thoughts and music to be the source of creativity in my writing. My poetry portrays my love for Michael and comes from my heart.

Earth's

Living life in ecstasy,
The path to light in which I see,
Through darkness, anger, hurt and betrayal,
The tears need the joy like the wind and the sail.
The reason being, the unheard sound,
The troubled path on rocky ground.
In the understanding - Earth's nearest sister,
Fate's answer holds, but once in a whisper.
Shadowed cry of the broken core,
Meaning existing but lost in the war.
Spellbound love and stinging pain,
The food of the Earth, the clouds in the rain.
When stars outshine each other,
A wave to a sea, a child to a mother,
A laugh to a clown, a smile to a lover,
The song of a bird calling another.
Always in truth, our dreams show us how,
In a glimpse of hope, in a silent vow.
The freedom lives in the will,
And that can shine when time stands still.
The carelessness for Earth, we bring near,
Is this why we live? Is this why we're here?
Analyzed confusion in the dark silence,
Searching for a reason for the inflicted violence.
Childhood stories of unreal mystic,
Riding on dreams but thoughts realistic.
Inspired song in the creativity,
For once and forever, for all to see,
And in a moment where all can be,
Earth dances our lives in her chosen melody.

A Whisper In Silence

Lie to tell, shaken hand,
Can nobody else understand?
Silent cry, hidden tears,
Has freedom given in to fear?
Lost words, inside pain,
Can wrong take right for a fool again?
Seconds gone, ticking by,
You know they'll never tell us why.
Too much love, forbidden care,
Yesterday's song is lost somewhere.
Why so difficult for them to see?
As you cry, they're scaring me.
Never's reason hurting you,
Connecting pain, it finds me too.
Working with hope, day and night,
In a time of pain, when it's not right.
Sorrow found in every word,
Yesterday's gone, song unheard.