Strider Marcus Jones

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Essentially, these poems are about Man and Woman and Love. Romantic and sometimes intimate, they leave their own footsteps in the rural and industrial landscape of today which resonate our profound need to love and be loved, a need that transcends all attempts to homogenise us into one cultural identity. In these poems romance, chivalry and passion come to life. The Ranger's mind enjoys its exile in the golden forest of Lothlorien wandering through the Pre Raphaelite images. His mythical and mystical ideals, fuse with our thirst for realism and the alienation of pod life in this matrix of Metropolis. Love is more than a singles bar at the end of a hard working week. It is real and tangible, and like life, it makes mistakes. In these poems of love remembered, love now and love to be, exile ends and life begins again..~ Strider ~

This is my first collection of love poems. I have published poems before in anthologies, magazines and the poetry website Secret Attic as a competition finalist and prize winner. We all find love at some point on this life's road. In these poems, I explore the complex journey of feelings, emotions and hopes lived out between shared souls, that become dashed in human hurts and reborn with someone else. These poems explore loves myriad paths, it's succulent sweetness and dark despair. They try to touch that nerve in each of us, in a way that is romantic but real, traditional yet modern. Some of these poems are sensual and erotic, but they all try to convey meaning and understanding. This is my journey of love found, lived, lost and found again. From pleasures peak to the wilderness and back again. This journey is the reason we wake up each day and want to be alive. It is the door we keep open inside and hope will never close, for to love and be loved, means we are not alone. Welcome and well met. Strider