Biography

My type of writing is mostly performance based poetry and I perform with my writers group Razbecks at the Lights theatre in Andover Hampshire. All publications my publications are done through razbecks and include 10mins with Dan Hooks and Kaboom.

web site links
http://alienpoet1.blogmatrix.com/
http://youtube.com/hookzy

Samples

The poetry bomber

I am a poetry terrorist with a suicidal desire to live and to preach
To answer questions and to teach
-People the power of free speech
I want to poetry bomb the ignorant and the greedy
I want to help the needy
Feed the people of the third world
Who have nothing to eat and no wages
I want to write pages and pages
Of dynamic explosive poetry on to the page
Full of love and rage
Which sends shivers down your spine from the desperate stage
From which I write
To set the page alight
But I want my poems to be wise and open eyes.
I want to poetry bomb the houses of parliament
and number 10 with my pen
with words so thought provoking
they are almost choking
I want to go toe to toe with the president in a poetry debate
I want to captivate my audience
With delight and despair
With such rare skill
like a rollercoaster ride that makes them ill.
And still you’d want more
I want blow open the blinds in people’s minds
Get read of the apathy of indifference
And help you make your own difference
Everywoman and everyman because you can
I want my poetry bombs to blast and to make a lasting impact on you
In everything you say and everything you do!

By Daniel Hooks

Is this madness

I am bananas in bunches
I’ve been out to several lunches
I am nuts, coconuts and peanuts
A man living alone in mud huts
A few sandwiches short in my picnic
(why do people always nit-pick)
My head sometimes crashes like waves
It seems to want to misbehave
Delusions and confusion don’t just happen to me
I look at the world and I see it to be madder than me
I want clarity not brain disparity
But maybe madness is the only way to live in this reality
Where logic and rules ought to work
But people still want to be jerks
Love, that is the only reality I want to exist
In love I can find the strength to resist!
Resist the madness!

Love is a child

Love was a child, so meek and so mild
Love was a child who smiled.
Love was a child who played with a toy train
Love was a child who jumped in puddles in the rain.
Love was a child who laughed and played.
Love was a child God lovingly made.
Love is a child that God now holds
Love is a child who will never grow old.
Love is a child we sorely miss
Love is a child who Angels now kiss.
Love is a child.


If I was a superhero

I am a nightmare in blue pants.
I do my little dance.
Then beat you.
On cue.
Cause I am a super hero.
Super I said not superzero.
Superman’s got nothing on me.
I can do all he can times three.
Super villains can’t pay the fee.
They just can’t get rid of me.
I am faster than the speed of light.
So watch or I’ll give you a fright.
My game is tight.
My hair is white.
Bullets bounce of my torso.
Governments want me on death row.
Cause they’re scared I might take over.
I have luck like a four leaf clover.
Save today I’ve saved tomorrow.
Saved people from their sorrow.
No need to ask just borrow.
My skills for a day.
I need no pay.
There is no way I’d let you down.
Even if I was a super clown.
I ‘d find a way to bring baddies down.
There’s no mountain too high.
No way I’d ever sigh .
Cause I am super happy.
Sometime my cloak becomes flappy.
But do I get depressed nah.
Well bah.
My pants being too tight.
And my clothes being bleached white.
So this is who I’d be if I was a superhero.

All also by Daniel Hooks

All poems are copyright of the originating author. Permission must be obtained before using or performing others' poems.

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