Because it's Easter, I thought I would re-invent a poem I wrote last year called Innocent. It features in my 2020 collection of poetry called Sacred. I recorded a drum track and composed a synth track (Roland V-Combo) with some effects, and then mixed down my spoken voice over the top, using a multi-track recorder (Garage Band). This recording is not meant to be a rap, and I don't really think it fits into any particular genre either. This is just me presenting my personal take on what I consider to be one of the most pivotal events in world history. It's essentially spoken word with a trap beat. Take a listen, whatever your belief, and let me know what you think.
A space for all my poetry, lyrics and musings about life, the universe and everything.
Wednesday 31 March 2021
The last laugh
Monday 29 March 2021
Mirrors
Friday 26 March 2021
The awe in #autism
I have probably experienced mild autism all my life. I say probably, because I was never diagnosed. That doesn't minimise anything though. When our third child, Sam was born, it wasn't long before he began to exhibit some of the classic traits of autism spectrum behaviour. It made his early years in school hell, and the teachers struggled to understand him. Now grown to be a tall, talented 25 year old, with a degree in web design, Sam has adapted well to his neuro-diverse life.
I wrote a story about a little boy called George (a fictitious character) to illustrate some of the thought processes autistic people can experience. I published the story in my most recent book Small Lights Burning. Here is a video of me reading Locked Inside.
Sunday 21 March 2021
Unavailable
Wednesday 17 March 2021
Fathom
Tuesday 16 March 2021
why oh why
Monday 15 March 2021
I will stand
Sunday 14 March 2021
Who won the human race?
Friday 12 March 2021
School daze
Thursday 11 March 2021
Borrowed time
Wednesday 10 March 2021
Blinded by the light
Fight club
Tuesday 9 March 2021
Number One
Monday 8 March 2021
Alter ego
Thursday 4 March 2021
When you're in Rome...
Tuesday 2 March 2021
All that's rotten (in this world)
Monday 1 March 2021
I can write a poem about anything
Steve Wheeler © 1 March 2021
image by Fredrik Rubensson