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    Realm of Reality, Rhyme and Dream
    Realm of Reality, Rhyme and Dream
    Realm of Reality, Rhyme and Dream
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    Realm of Reality, Rhyme and Dream

    By Ian Lovell

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    This book of poems I have written spans over various stages of my life. I think of each as a different thought process. From Nature through to politics ( Even though i don’t really consider myself a political person). But i still find it a vehicle for thought and thought release, within a positive and negative realm that surrounds us everyday.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAuthorHouse UK
    Release dateJun 7, 2019
    ISBN9781728387383
    Realm of Reality, Rhyme and Dream
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    Ian Lovell

    I was born on the 4th June 1973 in Leicester, England. I started to write at quite an early age, stories poems etc. I like to lose myself into other places, I could create. At a later stage in my life I got into songwriting with bands and then solo. Have released two solo albums ( independently), ‘Open road’ and ‘Don’t let go’ along with a single recorded in London, ‘Walk beneath the moon.’ I find poetry and songwriting a similar process and a joy to do.

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      Realm of Reality, Rhyme and Dream - Ian Lovell

      Burn the candle

      Burn the candle at both end

      For the late hour spent playing  

      The early morning must ascend  

      From the weary bed onto the street

      Bleary eyed vision for not enough sleep

      Try to see it through without struggle or pain

      For when the night comes we do it again

      To burn the candle at both end

      Drink nights away  

      Early hangover mornings come again

      Before the onset of winter, Autumn poem

      Kicking leaves, that fall from trees  

      While walking under the grey blanket sky

          Passing through woodland

                    Of red gold and Green

        Autumnal colours  

           Reach out to be seen  

           While strolling muddy paths

               And puddle strewn grounds

        Animals that forage make gathering sounds

            Before the onset of winter

              And the last leaf falls  

        Migrating birds gather  

          For the long journey calls

      After the rain

      Colours fill the sky

      In an arc form after the rain

      Dark clouds had gathered  

      To come down on us again

      But such a glorious aftermath

      Makes it all worthwhile  

      So frowning when the rain came

      But ended with a smile

      Tears from the Great Spirit

      To the sound of the drum  

          They Dance in

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