Biography of Mark Christmas
Mark Christmas was born in South Wales. He published his first collection; Roller Coaster Emotion in 2006. This reflected his personal life and feelings which many who read may feel equates to themselves. In 2010, Mark took on the roll of campaigner, in order to raise awareness of PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder) and those who continually suffer once war is not media headlines any longer.
His work focuses on the emotional side which has been described as deep and meaningful yet addresses the denial which many seek to hide, which is purely a defence against anxiety.
Mark Christmas's Works:
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The Abandoned Soldier, Reflections of War
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published by Silverwood Books
5th November 2010
Poems of The Poppies
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Mark Christmas Poems
Whose Casualties Of What War?
a little girl looked at her dad she asked him why he looked so sad, just stood there, blank, not saying a word
The Abandoned Soldier
youthful face, innocent cares, wide eyed child, infant stares. child grew up, played soldier games,
Diogenes always worked, a Soldier, a Sailor, an Airman, for Queen and Country. One day tossed aside,
Your passing was whispered and then tolled by the gasps……… …………the sighs, wishes on the breeze of a time when you were here.
“Purvey me your soul, ” The Devil cried, To a war-torn and downtrodden warrior, “We’ll descend through the Earth,
The Industry's Revolution
Revolution: Hermeneutics or semantics what about the language called poetics?
The flaxen hair had long since disappeared and had been replaced by the melancholy sheen of aging; she smiled as a pint of warm ale
Middle age came How much was left? Of my life Before I was bereft.
It’s coming up to Christmas, So spare a little thought, Of what your waistline really needs, And what you shouldn’t have bought.
Young girl Mademoiselle, felt deprivation during conflicting countries and the years.
I’ve toed the line when on parade, I’ve walked the line of barricades. I’ve held the line during intense war,
Advice From An Old Warrior
Spewing into the aisles of the Roxy to watch ‘Groundhog Day’ but this is not the Hollywood version, with its glitz and glamorous stars, this is my version with
A young lad came, knocked the door with a tap, he stood and he waited in blue jacket and cap.
A Soldier is not born He’s forged to be strong, He’s machine-like, robotic, Working hard, fast and long,
I’ve toed the line when on parade,
I’ve walked the line of barricades.
I’ve held the line during intense war,
I’ve stood in line, but what for?
I am in line, when told to wait,
I see the line, psychological debate.