Biography of Phillip Gallant
I am caught in a time spiral of confusion; that period we all experience between birth and death.
Having failed and succeeded in various occupations, I levelled out into the role of Project Supervisor at a local Nightshelter for vulnerable and homeless souls. (But by the Grace)
Somewhere inside hides a poet, writer, lyricist and/or whatever, laying dormant and suppressed by social, cultural and vertical thinking.
Free at last!
I humbly submit my thoughts, feelings and subconscious awakenings.
Phillip Gallant Poems
On Cloud Nine
In a state of blissful happiness Oblivious to the crowd, She gathered up her feelings That had scattered on the ground.
The Seven Deadly Sins - Sloth
A Timeless Dance
Celestial royals, pontificating for her attention. Helios, in conceited majesty casts burning sight From underneath his cloudless eyes,
Fool Am I...
Glancing over my shoulder I caught her staring out the windowpane, It stopped me in my tracks My soul spellbound once again,
Girl In The Green Dress
Girl in the green dress What are your intentions? You are spellbound with thoughts But enigma upon enigma
New World Order
The object of aspiration Cathexis in nature Tormented his spiritual fibre To absurdities of obsession.
A Day Without Yesterday
And thus …
An indefinite singularity of imagination
Ripped through a lifeless pure black paltry,
To spew its cosmic gametes
Into a womb named time.
This alpha …
Of original realities to futures yet to be
Postulating inescapable apocalyptic illusory,