Fade into Focus, Focus into Fade
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This is Nick Armbrister's first volume of poetry from his ten years of writing (1996-2006). It contains both old and new poems on several types of subject matter-from life and love to Goth and war. The poems express his views and his creativity; his love of Gothic music, aircraft, the written word and weird girls inspire him and the end result is here. He wrote his poetry while in a variety of moods. Volume 2 will follow in the future with more of his poetry.
Nick has always been drawn to the weird and wonderful, and his poetry constitutes his small addition to this. The poems are simple and lasting, and make a graphic and often startling impact that cuts like broken glass.
Nick Armbrister
Hi, this is the publishing writing profile for Nick Armbrister, an author and publisher from Manchester, England. His work includes varied poetry and stories, including short and novel length. Topics include history, erotica, aviation, current affairs and much more. Nick has been writing since 1996 and published in the 'small press' (poetry scene) and in books for many years. He does open mic, attends writing work shops and is always working on a writing project. He has writing online and in real world books. Follow Nick's writing, news updates and more on his varied blogs links. Enjoy his writing, something different and creative. Nick has also worked with several international writers/authors/poets.Nick's other interests are gothic/alternative music, gigs, tattoos, aircraft, reading, outdoors, paganism, hiking and life. He was born in 1971.
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Fade into Focus, Focus into Fade - Nick Armbrister
Fade Into Focus, Focus Into Fade
Nick Armbrister
I M P R I N T
FADE INTO FOCUS, FOCUS INTO FADE by Nick Armbrister
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Poems
About the Author
Poems
TEAR
I am a black diamond with a dark flaw so deep in my heart it can never be healed. Will this inconsistency be my downfall or my saviour? I will not know until my fate is in the balance. Now I don’t know. I weep silent tears and pray to my pagan gods and goddesses to release me, to let my end be right now. Judge me on my actions. I stand before the northern sky; black, it is, a gulf between me and the heavens, only an illusion. Is it me or am I it? There is an understanding somewhere but not here, not now. How many other dark souls are like me in this tortured and cracked universe which has no name, just a feeling that is as old as time, as old as our consciousness? We are the generation of the damned, forever so until our end, until the circle runs straight and we are no more. Cracked diamonds forever failing…
GENERATION ZERO
We are the generation zero, born without a hero. Waiting, waiting for it to happen, caught without a weapon. To you I turn in my hour of need, part of the same creed. Our leaders fail us and fill their pockets, building nuclear rockets. What can we do but run from this zoo?
Generation zero, generation zero, caught against the trap of a material world. March and unite in a display of being bold Generation zero, generation zero, throw away teenagers burnt in the fire, as their parents choke in their children’s funeral pyre.
Watch and learn, be by my side, we can swallow our foolish pride. Into the war we venture, unafraid to fall. If the devil dogs get us, join me and be my evenfall. England cries as her folk party and trip, On make believe happiness, the Devil’s whip. This is the fire of President Blair’s treachery, an experiment of hypocrisy. Soon no one will be left, except me and you. Can we be strong and come out true?
Generation zero, generation zero, caught against the trap of a material world. March and unite in a display of being bold. Generation zero, generation zero, throw away teenagers burnt in the fire, as their parents choke in their children’s funeral pyre.
The system has failed us and has now broken our backs; now the enemy follows in our tracks to hunt us down and take our lives in a frenzy of death. Stand with me and fight to the last, become my heroine of the earth. Together in slow motion we fall, fallen souls against it all. Generation zero, generation zero, generation zero…
LEGACY
Be my legacy through the ages, I call your name not knowing who you are or if you exist in my time and space. I know we have met before, now lost memories turned to dust. I live on my own, a dark shadow in a chaos-driven world. Soon we’ll meet, when I can’t say, tomorrow, or in a thousand years, you are my legacy that I wait patiently to find.
SOUL
A tortured soul is mine from the depths of my pain to the realms of time. How am I to live with this endless melancholy? I cry out, a silent scream, for no one is listening to my hurt and loss. I am alone, total isolation. I look up at the dark menacing bulk of the mountains and I feel one with the huge sleeping monolith – loneliness, despair, pain – a dark gothic beauty in silent suffering. Soon I have to go back to the surreality of society but for now I’m left alone on the northern moors. They take my pain away and cleanse my misguided soul.
REAP THE WHIRLWIND
Thou has hurt me and betrayed me, thou has contrived with my enemy and fucked him. When thee fucked him did thee show no regret or remorse for thy actions? Or did thee smile with glee and laugh behind my back? I will pay you back equal pain, I will show you what it is like to be hurt and deceived. Thee will take to the hill and abandon thy life through shame, damned to the end of time…
LONELINESS
Loneliness is like cold Norwegian ice, so pure it hurts in a numbness like fire. But loneliness is better than silly little English girls messing one around.
DAMNED
So many petty people live in our world; some sell drugs to wannabe gangsters, while others sleep with your girlfriend and don’t say sorry. What would I do with these petty nobodies? Shooting them would be too quick so I’d send them to hell, a fire burning sulphurous fate for all eternity. Back in the real world I live my life and look after number 1, as no one else gives a damn – so why should I?
BAD PERSON
What makes a person bad? Is it committing the worst crime, cold-blooded murder? Does that make a person bad? Are they bad if it was done intentionally, or what if it was a grave error? Are normal people capable of bad acts? Is it forgivable? There is a difference between the cold-blooded murderer who kills for fun and the driver who kills in a car crash. One is evil, the other unfortunate. Have people forgiven me for my bad acts in the past? Will I pay in the future for the trauma I have caused? Badness comes in three forms, the evil murderer, the unfortunate victim of circumstance and the innocent turned violent.
ATF
Sleek, so surreal shapes, blended colours, invisible. Yes, totally to us all. Power, stealth, beauty and death? No, there is no foreseeable enemy. Internal missiles, total computer control, massive engine power. Yes, I have a pilot but he is only an observer. Artificial intelligence, of course. I can do no harm as I am a machine of beauty. I am the angel of flight and of invincibility. I am the Advanced Tactical Fighter designed by an artist.
ATTACK HELICOPTER
Eight tons of metal, all armour plated and guided missiles, this is a flying tank with the handling of a Porsche and the beauty of a shark. Armour piercing missiles and a 30 millimetre cannon, that’s the goods we carry, to use on some unwary enemy. We’ve been to Vietnam, Bosnia, the Gulf and Chechnya, dealing death and destruction. We lie in wait behind the trees for the little tanks to come and meet their fiery end, for we are the scourge of the battlefield and yes, you are the victims. We are made in America, Russia and Europe, specialist helicopters for a specialist job; yes, we can do what we want as anything is possible with a gunship.
THE OLD MILL
The big Victorian mill sits big and majestic all on its own. Not many are left now, since the fall of the cotton industry. It is such a shame – most were demolished, but this is the way to the future and of cheap concrete buildings. This one here is one of a few, preserved as a reminder complete with huge old steam engine. People take their children there to show them how it used to be over a hundred years ago.
DEEP BLUE SEA
I love the colour of the sea, the sound of the waves on the cliffs and the freedom the sea holds. Everyone has seen the sea and has run through the surf on some local beach. Sailors still see mermaids after one too many vodkas, shipwrecks bring the end of many a ship on razor sharp rocks. Men of all races are still drawn to the mystery of the ocean and to Her beauty. Pirates across time come and pillage the cargo vessels of the sea. Millions of ships have sunk in the perilous sea, all gone; but they still exist down on the sea bed in their tragic and shattering beauty. Even today the sea Gods wait for their next victims, yes it could be you…
FLYING
Everyone can fly in the sky, no matter who you are or what you do, we all can do it. There are no dimensions we can’t reach or lands too far away. All it takes is for you to open your mind and to dream that you are in the sky and you will be there.
PARKED CAR
I parked my car on the long road with all of the other cars today at 6.30 a.m. in the morning. My car was there all day until 1800 hours when it ceased to be.
Heavy wagons sped past suffocating my car with exhaust fumes. My car doesn’t mind as it is at rest now happily parked up along with the Escorts and Fiestas.
My car likes watching the world go by, seeing buses and cars go past, all doing their little bit. That’s when the young juveniles come along and see my parked car.
They laugh and then point at my Fiat Panda. Then they break in, pinching the