Hall is Australian born, but calls Scotland home. He is a poet, a songwriter, musician, accountant, pastor, follower of Jesus Christ, son, husband, father, sports lover and coffee drinker.
Hall says 'poetry is about communicating 'what is' and 'what could be', or 'what should be' '.
Hall's poetry influences are from a 'melting pot' of Australian and British cultures and ... more »
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Peter Hall Poems
Learning from mistakes
I have finally come to the place Where things can come off the shelf So I can try to learn from mistakes And not be so hard on myself.
Identity controls behaviour
Identity controls behaviour Identity controls emotions Identity controls how we think Identity controls behaviour.
Heroes born and heroes bled Heroes that live and fill our head We need heroes so we can be lead Is there a real true hero?
I was born in Green Valley, west of Liverpool, west of Sydney, Australia. It's like being born in the Bronx, or Tottenham, or Shankhill, or Govan in Glasgow. I might as well have been born there too.
A Time To Die
There's a time to live There's a time to die, And a time to laugh And a time to cry,
After the rain
Hail Wind Rain Chaos.
'Don't move' (The bank robbery)
On an average summer day Under a turquoise Sydney sky, I was a new parent and bank teller When I saw a bearded guy.
Blood In, Blood Out
The creed of the gang Blood in, blood out. Identity
The humanist funeral
The coffin is draped in the national flag A mix of people who are happy and sad This is a testament to the humanist stand Welcome to a humanist funeral.
The leaving of a loved one
The pall of the winter night descends As slow as the gray clouds that gather A chill in the air condescends As the Scottish winter night darkens the heather.
You can't fool me with your body language You can't fool me with your lies You can't fool me with that confidence I can see the real you through your eyes.
That's good, that's bad
When good people say bad things about you, That's bad. When good people say good things about you,
The force of nature
Apples 'n' snakes A force of nature for the unredeemed.
I saw a funny man
I saw a funny man Who wore funny clothes Had a hole in his jacket And three holes in his nose.
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Learning from mistakes
I have finally come to the place
Where things can come off the shelf
So I can try to learn from mistakes
And not be so hard on myself.
I no longer need to be opaque
It's time for me to see
That my failures and past mistakes
Do not label me.
No longer trusting what used to assure
Sorting out things that will last
Mistakes filter out what really endures
Permitting to learn from the past.
I know life has its ups and downs
I can't help things don't go to plan
But mistakes no longer bring 'that frown'
Now that I know who I am.