Phillip Gallant

Rookie (Canada)

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.

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Golden Ink...

Drops of golden ink
Fall from your quill of sacred words,
And scroll a manuscript of intrigue
Across the parchment pages
Of my velum bonded heart.

A tale of dreams to be
And promises of passion unconditional,
Pulse through this body’s veins

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