Biography

Born in Paris, France, to English parents, in an American military hospital in 1963. Currently lives in Hampton with 2 cats and his ex-wife. Neil started writing at school, finding plaudits amongst the teaching staff, however, in his mid teens music took precedence over any literary ambitions, and, fuelled by the energy and DIY ethos of punk, Neil took up drumming. He and his best friends formed a band. (tbc) Neil has just self published his debut collection of verse entitled Dissolution

Samples

Guttural Cry Your guttural cry Makes me…. My calm persona Escapes me I sense you falling I’m nowhere near Your eyes start rolling I feel your fear Your body contorts Increasingly manic My worry’s cut short Descending to panic I reach out my arms I cradle your fall What I feel must be love Or There’s no love at all I hold you close Ensure you’re free from harm I watch over you, hoping You’ll return to me calm Uninjured and safe I pillow your head I talk to you softly Then place you in bed It’s then, only then My adrenalin shivers My tear ducts open Everything quivers Drips turn to torrents Streams to rivers I told you once It’s ok, it’s fine It’s funny how opinions Change over time Your first was easy Your last, I couldn’t bare And the one’s in between? A living nightmare

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