Sunday Ramble: 23-10-22

In this episode Mark pauses his viewing of the 2018 film ‘A Quiet Place’ to talk about both the verbal and seemingly silent languages that he witnesses being used by people every day.

My Poem “Adopt a Word”

Many years ago now I adopted a word -
a word that would come to define me,
a word that would come to inspire me,
a word that would come to mean more
to me
than any other word -
because as soon as I saw that word
I knew who and what I was,
because I knew that that word
was me and had always been me...
over the years I have used many words
to describe what I have seen, what I have felt,
what I believe, what people have meant
and continue to mean to me -
but there will only ever be one word
that says more than I ever could
about what it means to be someone like me:
a dreamer, a storyteller, a writer -
but not like any other,
because the word that I found
and which found me
I have come to realize has a power of its own
that can open doorways to places,
that can bring back memories of the past,
as well as give the gift of a vision
of as-yet unrealised brand new worlds...
many people have read what I have written,
and when I am writing from the heart
then what I write in every way is all me
and my life, as told through my poetry...
many languages are spoken,
many languages are there to be read,
many people are constantly looking
for a purpose to their life
and for the reason why they are alive -
and from the moment that I started down
my path through life and I started to
see beauty in every facet of the world,
I knew that when I chose the word "Poet"
I had adopted a word that was in every way
who I was and who I would always be.

A Poem A Day #305: Missing Words

“Missing Words” by Mark Hastings was taken from Mark’s poetry collection ‘The Eternal Boy’ which was published in 2015 by Zeloo Media. Check out more of Mark’s poetry online @ http://MarkThePoet.Me – all poems © Mark Hastings ● Buy Me a coffee @ https://www.buymeacoffee.com/MarkThePoet

A Poem A Day #179: All in the signs

“All in the signs” by Mark Hastings was taken from Mark’s poetry collection ‘The Sound of Mark’ which was published in 2014 by Zeloo Media. Check out more of Mark’s poetry online @ http://MarkThePoet.Me – all poems © Mark Hastings

A Poem A Day #131: Communication

“Communication” by Mark Hastings was taken from Mark’s poetry collection ‘The Sound of Mark’ which was published in 2014 by Zeloo Media. Check out more of Mark’s poetry online @ http://MarkThePoet.Me – all poems © Mark Hastings

A Poem A Day #122: Morphology

“Morphology” by Mark Hastings was taken from Mark’s poetry collection ‘The Sound of Mark’ which was published in 2014 by Zeloo Media. Check out more of Mark’s poetry online @ http://MarkThePoet.Me – all poems © Mark Hastings

A Poem A Day #32: First Word

“First Word” by Mark Hastings was taken from Mark’s poetry collection ‘Poet of the Sphere’ which was published in 2012 by Zeloo Media. Check out more of Mark’s poetry online @ http://MarkThePoet.Me – all poems © Mark Hastings

My Poem “A Poet and Their Muse”

It is not as easy
as some people might think
to imagine something from nothing
as fast as it takes
for someone to blink…
even for those people
who are skilled at improvisation,
the ability to be able to
come up with something on the spot
is a miraculous gift of inspiration…
unless you know someone or something well
then it is almost impossible
to create an expose about them
without first spending some time
with a particular person or thing
and observing everything about them –
from the way that they talk,
to the way that they look,
to the way that they listen,
to the way that they move…
and unless you ask questions
and get answers then no one
can know anyone, nor anything,
nor find out how, nor why,
they do what they do.

How does a painter paint?
How does a writer write?
How does a human being
or an animal live and breathe?
And the answer to all those
questions is the same:
simply by doing so –
because creativity,
like most facets of instinct,
is involuntary,
and it is done first and foremost
without any thought of personal gain.

Artists create art because they must…
sometimes there is more to say
about something old than
there is about something new…
there is something more interesting
about finding out how, why, when,
and where something emerged
into this world as a result
of a specific converge and configuration
of cosmic dust that had to occur.

Artists can describe an idea,
a thought, a piece of art
that they have originated –
but, in all honesty,
no artist could ever
accurately tell you
where, when, why,
nor how they are able
to do all that they do,
because the sharing of inspiration
from the source to the artist
is a language that is only known
by a poet and their muse. 

My Poem “Same Language”

The language of thought
is the same as the language of light...
the language of stars
is the same as the language of life...
the language of music
is the same as the language of the soul...
the language of dance
is the same as the language
of the natural world...
the language of a sunrise
is the same as the language of eternity...
the language of a sunset
is the same as the language of gravity...
the language of connection
is the same as the language of purpose...
the language of love
is the same as the language of trust...
the truth is that there will always
be a universal language:
the language of touch -
which is more complex than
any other language in the universe
but which is inherently every other language
combined into one.