Biography of Eric Cockrell
i am 58 years old... have been writing poetry for over 40 years... had a troubled youth, was in trouble a lot, was a drug addict... survived it all... have worked a variety of jobs... have 4 grown children,3 grandchildren.
was a member of the North Carolina Writer's Roundtable for a while... write poetry, songs, political and spiritual commentaries...
am somewhere between a Buddhist and a gnostic Christian...
am a renagade socialist by political nature...
believe most of all that compassion is the one true path!
Eric Cockrell's Works:
'Scar Tissue', self-published in the 1970's
'Awakening', self-published in the 1980's
Eric Cockrell Poems
civil disobedience... daring acts of courage? peaceful rebellion.
1900 poems... love letters written in flesh, with all the scars
The Hanging Tree....
i took an axe and cut down the hanging tree... every blow a blow for human decency, equality, and freedom.
For Government To Be Fair!
for any government to be fair, every citizen has to be just as important as every other. every citizen has to have equal rights,
Justice And Equality.....
justice and equality... two very human dreams, and the hope that allows us to bring children into the world!
A Better Idea
they want to ban books, ban abortions ban gay marriages ban free thinking
A Child Is Dying
for every tree you cut down, a child is dying. for every barrel of oil that you drill and spill,
The Shadow Inside My Shadow
poverty is not my cousin, is not my lover, is not my preacher, poverty is not my brother.
when you can look in the mirror, and see your self naked without running like hell...
Your Body, My Body, Our Body
your body a holy sepulcher that my spirit rises from...
Families Falling Apart, Together
families falling apart, together... jobs lost, houses lost...
On Human Sexuality...
we understand very little about sexuality... buying and selling cheap versions of the fire on a day to day basis... sex is not a phone call, a text message,
education, education, education! every child, regardless of race, gender, religion, or living status....
Do The Right Thing!
just one time... do the right thing! go the extra mile...
our love is spillt
onto winter's dead earth.
amid the rubble of
decaying leaves, and
only an echo
of living remains;
and the promise