'We don't read and write poetry because it's cute, we read and write poetry because we are members of the human race.' - Dead Poet's Society

Born in Middlesbrough, North East England. I studied Art, Philosophy and Classical Civilization at college, all of which have had an influence on my work in various mediums. I went on to study Contemporary Fine Art practice at York St John University after a year failing miserably at being a Theology student.

I now reside in Newcastle upon Tyne playing mandolin and guitar in the infamous Laundry Basket and doodling away the days in an office dreaming of the time when I can live from ink and paints alone.

I explore themes of mind, consciousness and exploration of inner spaces alongside narratives of folklore and mythic structure. Symbols hold great meaning for all of us, each as unique as a fingerprint in their correspondences to each and everyone. As an artist I enjoy learning from and developing the relationships various symbols hold in our hearts and minds.

I hope to one day own a spacious studio space where I can fling inks, write and paint to my hearts content.
I also hope people enjoy my poetry and if not enjoy it then at least to question it and give it a moments thought. Sometimes I look back and have to unwrap the riddles I have left myself. I hope the symbols and stories found within can be to people something individual to themselves.

Some of my poetry becomes lyrics for my music some of which can be found at https: //soundcloud.com/david_lacey and also by typing my name into Youtube.

Images of my artwork can be viewed at

davidlacey.tumblr.com

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David Lacey Poems

Still Our Mother Weeps

Our mother weeps as floorboards creep in and out of season
As Eden weaves autumnal leaves each day without a reason.
Embroidered confectionary poured upon the child lavished in affection.
As savage reflections are cast upon funhouse mirror imagery.... more »

Seek Your Knowledge In Observation.

Seek your knowledge in observation.
Know friendship to be the truest bond of all,
Near perfect is Love platonic in essence.
Within nature perceive the friendship of all,... more »

A Fool In Love

A swollen heart of infected blues weeps un-sleeping throughout the nightmare,
I feel unworthy of affection, as though I walk without direction,
Always searching for an answer to the questions that lay forever undefined.
All around me is chaos spinning within a churn of emotion, yet I am stationary,... more »

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Comments about David Lacey

Sherri Coulter 21 Apr 2010 08:16
Great story-telling poetry. I come to sit a spell and enjoy his words and am never disappointed.