Biography of Peter Madden
i was Born in the dark ages of 1972 when fashion was scarier than the films of the day, i developed a taste for the weird and unusual at a very young age when i was given at the ripe old age of four a book of hieronymus bosch pictures which used to keep me amused for hours! , shortly later my sister gave me my first book of poetry T.S. Elliots book of practical cats as she had just been made head wardrobe mistress on a new musical in london based it called cats, i loved that book and went onto other things strange and wonderfull and developed a taste for nature, archeaology, history, fantasy novels and collecting pocket watches and keys....
these days im a Published poet, amateur photographer and swords salesman, the creator of the zombie defense league uk, live action role player, founder of the church of garfield and all round general eccentric geek :)
Peter Madden's Works:
im in the following books
hope springs a turtle...rainbow reed
Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform (20 Mar 2013)
Forward Poetry Regionals 2011 - A World Of Words - ISBN 9781844185856
A Clock Strikes Thirteen - 9781844185986
Aspects Of Love - A Collection Of Poetry - 9781844186013
Fear Itself - A Collection Of Poetry - 9781844186020
Virtue Or Vice - A Collection Of Poetry - 9781844186037
Poetry Rivals' Collection 2012 - Between The Lines - 9781844186211
Whispers In The Breeze - A Collection Of Poetry - 9781844186280
Into The Shadows - A Collection Of Poetry - 9781844186327
End Of Days - A Collection Of Poetry - 9781844186341
Peter Madden Poems
A Night In A Haunted House
I sit alone in the dark... the clock ticking behind me upon the wall... its sound breaking the suffocating silence only just... like the beating of times relentless heart..
Fallen kingdom, fallen realm torn apart by pointless hate, the mad and corrupt at the helm, morals in tatters, lying in state,
The Grandfather Clock
Tick...tock... a sound like the endless beating of a heart
Child of Sunlight daughter of the falling rain Rainbow is born
I Hear The Screams
I tell you i hear the screams, echoing silently throughout my mind, i plead for you to hear their words, as they whisper in my ear,
Do You See Them?
they sit on street corners.. in the alleys and the gutters... hiding in plain sight... from an uncaring world..
The pain i feel from my wounds hurts not, when compared to the pain in my soul... To be cast from my father, my creator, my reason to be... To be cast down amoungst the savages who doubt his very existance..
The Devil And God Went Walking
The devil and god went walking one fine summers day... a picnic they brought... so they could stop upon their way...
I know that all that has gone before.... made me who i am today.. but i ask myself a simple truth... can i change? ...
I'm surrounded by ghosts... that no one else but i can see, restless spirits haunting my twilight world, the tormenting echos of my past...
I Want To Go Where Dragons Fly
I want to go where dragons fly, where the unicorns run free, to follow the griffins in the sky, all the way down the the sea,
The Waiting Room
i sit in the waiting room... my train is late and night is falling... and darkness covers the world outside.. reflections of the room fill the window panes...
A Pain Like Fire
a pain like a fire in my blood... itching and burning me within.. consuming all rational thought... till i weaken to the sin...
i walk the streets... my face a parody of normality.. the reality is im a prisoner... screaming within this tainted shell...
The pain i feel from my wounds hurts not,
when compared to the pain in my soul...
To be cast from my father, my creator, my reason to be...
To be cast down amoungst the savages who doubt his very existance..
with only dispair to keep me company i gaze up into the sky
and the rain upon my face falls like tears......
I am fallen, wings burnt and charred, never to see again the glories of the divine....