Nanny’s Poem


Nanny’s Poem

I’ll never forget your smile
Or the fact you came up to my waist
I’ll never forget your stories
Or the fact you acted with grace

Today you go on your journey
To peace and calm and love
You leave us behind for now
To be in the clouds above

Your laugh still rings in my ears
And chimes upon our time
Sleep well tonight dear Nanny
Rest well, my love

For one day we will meet again
And I’ll wonder upon your face
One day it will be my journey
To wander to your place

For now we are sad and lonely
Know you’ll never really be gone
Because in our hearts and minds Nanny
You’ll always live on

By Serina Hartwell Author of Hidden–The Hidden Saga Book 1
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The Man Who Taught Me To Be Different – David Bowie – January 8th 1947 to January 10th 2016


The Man Who Taught Me To Be Different – David Bowie – January 8th 1947 to January 10th 2016


David Bowie, the pop artist that I used to complain about every time I climbed into my good friend’s Ford Fiesta. The car that had no frill, no extras nor finesse, but it had a cassette player and it was our bit of freedom. Over and over, my friend David, would play Bowie tunes on his cassette tapes, whilst we drove from place to place. I remember asking him to put something else on one day; something more modern to which he replied, ‘you just haven’t given him a chance yet.’ He was right of course, I hadn’t, because even though I was deeply into my own artists at the time, David Bowie’s tunes were the ones that stuck in my head.

Slowly, I stop fighting it and started really listening to his material. It wasn’t long before I heard the genius in his work and eventually sought out his songs for myself. I look back and recall the turning point being when he released, Let’s Dance – This song stuck with me for weeks after its release and then I found, Fame – and that was that. Life on Mars ––IqqusnNQ and Space Oddity – the songs my friend played over and over, finally became firm favourites. There was no going back, David Bowie had become an integral part of my music collection.

Heroes – has to be my ultimate favourite track however. This song said so much to me – it talked about giving yourself permission to be brave, to strike out and take the lead. It also represented every person who ever stood alone, up against all odds and didn’t back down. Today, this song has been used to represent the bravery of individuals from the armed forces to the child dying of cancer. Never did I guess that this quirky man, who liked to be different and outrageous was the biggest hero of all.

Today, I reflect upon a man whose life had so much impact upon my own. Even though we never met or knew one another, as I writer, I take from that imprint and realise the impact that we have upon one another without realising it. He wasn’t perfect, he enjoyed controversy, and I believe it is this very thing that attracted me to him in the end. Writing and releasing an album just before dying is something that I couldn’t ever understand before becoming an author. With the fight of his life on his hands, why would he have wanted the hassle? Once upon a time, I would have simply assumed that it would be about making money, but now I understand the creative process, I realise that it’s far greater than that. Money means nothing to a dying man, but having so much more left to give and not being ready to go without a fight, does. He must have put every ounce of energy he had left to give, into getting this – his final gift to the world – out. Now, I appreciate that wanting to give one last thing to the world. To create the thing that will outlast yourself and be enjoyed by others, because faced with the same position, I would need to write until I couldn’t write anymore. The energy it takes a healthy artist to create something for the world is phenomenal. I don’t know how he managed this, other than sheer determination. A commendable attribute and the sign of a true hero.

We’ve lost such a talented artist and it is so sad that he is now gone. All I can do is call upon the happy memories that I associate with listening to his music and the way it made me feel. David Bowie made a very big footprint on my life and I shall treasure this always.

May you rest in peace, David Bowie. Thank you for the wonderful memories your music gave me and the example you set as a creative.


Serina Hartwell Author of Hidden – The Hidden Saga Book 1
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Oh child of mine, you suffered
In your plight to make it to my side
To walk, to sing, to dance among the flower
To be held so tightly, so loved, so longed for

Lost before your journey’s end
Taken back to the heavens and the stars
My loss breeds mourn for your tender heart
To walk among the souls

I feel you close to me, my tender child
You came to me and beckoned
To love you more, a love so true
I touch your essence longing for more

My heart is missing the piece that is you
That belongs in its tender embrace
My heart goes out searching, lost, withdrawn
And waiting for your grace

My heart holds dear, for the day we meet
On heaven’s planes it shall wait
Listening for your affectionate whisper
Until reunited we will be

By Serina Hartwell
Author of Hidden The Hidden Saga

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