Goodbye

.....for now

I am writing this post as a brief goodbye from the blogspot world. I am still a massive film lover but my passions are slightly different now and I feel the need to work on my poetry and manuscript. I have worked so hard on it and I need to put all my energy into that for the time being.

I will keep this blog live as I am sure I will return.

I still review films but instead I review them on London Greek Radio - 103.3fm

I have now put together an online portfolio that reflects my full personality and interests in one place and I would like any readers of my blog to take a look and hopefully, enjoy that one too:

Trisha's Portfolio

In the time I have been on blogspot, I have hit nearly 30,000 views and I thank everyone who took the time to have a look at my stuff. However some things do come to an end and I feel less is more in many respects. So with this aspect closing and my poetry enhancing, I hope to have some poetry books on the horizon ready for publishing!

Poetry Published

The time has come! My hard work has finally paid off and I am now published in a book for charity called 'Battered Shadows'.

The book was created by multiple authors from around the world, designed by Selina Ahnert and Edited by Bathsheba Daily to raise money for the National Coalition Against Domestic Violence.

Two of my poems are in the book (pages 89-93).

It is only £5.71 (FREE delivery within the UK) and is available from Amazon - just click the link!

Your support is greatly appreciated, please donate!

The Lie

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So many words were written about you

All about love but now they are through

Knowing you deceived me again and again

Has caused nothing but gut-wrenching pain

I think I actually hate you, I feel nothing but hate

You make me physically sick and have left me in a turmoil state

Knowing I could be so stupid and gullible

I should have read on your face that you were nothing but trouble

I’m laughing at myself, laughing at my stupidity

Laughing at that dumb girl who has now seen the reality

If I saw you I don’t know if rage would overtake me

Or I would walk away and never let you see

The dried up tears that stain my face

And the heart left with a massive empty space

I can do nothing but forget

And I have nothing but regrets

Images of you and your fake words spoken in a snakes tongue

Preying on the innocence of the frivolous and young

I hope you read this with your lying eyes

I hope the hatred reads with a big surprise

Knowing your secret is out and your jig is up

But I know this poem will never make you stop

Because you are scum and you always will be

But luckily I will benefit and be set free

From the pain of loving you and being devoted

However all of us have voted

My heart, soul, mind and common sense

Have decided that the love wasn’t well spent

On a fucking loser like you but at least I have learnt

That a real woman has their love earned

By a kind, caring and innocent soul just like mine

You wanted to break that heart and that is just fine

I will move on but don’t be fooled as I will never look back

Because I fear to see the knife still sticking out and all the little cracks

Left behind from being betrayed but they will soon shrivel and die

Just as my love did the moment I heard the lie

Signed

Patricia Hilton

All Hallows' Eve Run Up

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It's one of my favourite times of year! Halloween! The one time of year when the souls of the departed are supposed to roam the earth! I do love this festival as it allows me to indulge in good old horror flicks!

Up until the 31st I will be posting some creepy pictures accompanied by some poetry as well as film trailers that I think should most definitely be watched this time of year!

I have had one great insight - seeing some of the classics at the Prince Charles Cinema. Check out the link and see what they are showing. I have my tickets booked at midnight to see Nightmare on Elm Street (1984) which should be amazing as I wasn't even born when the original was on the big screen!

I am really looking to having some movie marathons and also on the night itself my Aunty - Mystic Mary is having a Halloween party so we are all dressing up and she will be performing tarot readings! Anyone in the London (UK) area interested in Tarot Readings can email me on Patriciah042@gmail.com. Pictures of the night will follow!

The Last Stop



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In the stuffy heat I notice her, her eyes burning into me

I breathe in the filthy air and try to ignore but she draws me in

The longer she stares, the more I wonder

Do I know this sad girl sitting on the floor, have I wronged her?

She frightens me to a slight degree

The curiosity is eating at me

Why is she so intent on grabbing my attention?

I give her a fleeting look

She remains stern and her eyes are locked

I realise I am all alone on this carriage with the sad lost girl

Taunting me with her glare

Her stop approaches, it seems

As she gathers up her belongings



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The Ghost Train Rides Again
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I wait for the inevitable confrontation that never came

And a part of me is disappointed as the mystery is not explained

She floats past me but never releases her eerie grip

She whispers a line that will haunt me forever

“I was never here’’

As I wait for my stop I feel her eyes on me

Burning with torment and anguish from afar



A shudder engulfs me and a sinister pang of guilt arises

A past memory envelops me of distant nightmares

Now I remember, now I see

This is the girl who haunts me, every night just past three

The girl on the floor is the one who knocks on my door

And tells me she loves me



She stands in the shadows of my subconscious

And never lets me sleep



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The Ghost Train Station by Daniele Pagotto



How could I forget the one action I regret?

Letting this poor girl go in the darkness that night

Now I am terrified and every sound gives me a fright

And I see her in every dream

Now as I sit alone on the platform I can see

That these nightmares are now a reality

I see her harrowing face in the mist

Blowing me her last ever kiss

Signed

Patricia Hilton

I'm Baaaaaack

I am back from holiday, back to work and back to reviewing! I am so excited to be back home (how sad?) and to catch up on all my extra-curricular activities haha!

My holiday was amazing, I loved Napa this year and I met so many interesting people. Limassol was great, my favourite club was Drops Beach Bar and I even enjoyed their karaoke night (in Greek - haha). I personally found Castle Club to be the best this year in Napa, went there the most and I finally went to an after party - River Reggae, although I do not recommend walking there after four hours of straight dancing!

My favourite songs from this holiday have to be:

 

I have already posted a new poem on FluidLanguage, check it out it's called 'For You, My Enemy' I will soon be hitting the blogging hard with some new Quick Reviews to catch up on some of the films I saw while I was away but as they are not recent features, I will just be giving a quick insight into the films to see if they are something my readers want to try watching! Below are some photos from my holiday (if you are interested) and I look forward to getting back on track!

Update

I have been slacking on some of my film posts. My passions are writing, poetry and films and I have had more time to focus on my poetry lately and due to work constraints haven't had the time to get down to the cinema as often as I would like to.

I am off on holiday for 3 weeks to sunny Cyprus, my homeland so I will not be posting for a while and I certainly won't get the chance to see all the films I want to :(

However in the meantime I would like to point you in the right direction for film reviews - Unparallelled Reflection. I work with this team on Fluid Language and they have branched out into film reviewing so it would be great support for them if I pass on their site to some of my loyal readers.

I will be back on track with watching the most recent films and reviewing once I am back from my holiday and I look forward to doing so! It has been far too long!

My Heart's Taken

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The one thing I have always wanted

Is someone like you to make me finally feel content

I have looked and other times I have forgotten

All the time feeling that life was rotten

Now I have you, you must be mad to think I will let you go

I have your heart and it means the world to me knowing I’m trusted

I know I have something worth all the hassle and patience

Even if keeping it from others is hard as our love is blatant

In hindsight I would have found someone who affected my life in a lesser fashion

But where’s the fun in that?

Where’s the thrill and passion and unexplainable urge

Knowing all along your reputation could be purged

The excitement is far greater

And the love outweighs the danger

I wouldn’t change us for the world and I see your face on his

Knowing he will never match whatever this is

No one will know if this is true or some figment of an imaginary thought

As I never speak your name in the fear of getting caught

Until the day we meet again

Know I will love you as much as the deepest pain

I will always have my heart here waiting, I will never close that door

You will always be part of my life, even though I do not have you anymore

Signed

Patricia Hilton

Quarter-Life Crisis

My friend has decided to dabble in the writing world and with some thoughts weighing on his mind he decided to transfer them into a poem. I love the exprerssion in this poem and I think for a first attempt, he has shown incredible talent! So I will now share his words...

Close to three decades of blood, sweat and tears of joy

Tears of pain and tears of laughter

Memories of ‘back in the day’, weighed down by an overwhelming sense of underachievement

This, is my quarter life crisis

Still young at heart and young in the face as the doors of opportunity appear to slam shut, hit me in the arse and lock themselves behind me

“If I knew then what I know now”, as I write this apology to my 15 year old self

Filled with regrets, replaying episodes of the past 26 years I take stock of my assets

My health, my family, my friends

Money can’t buy me love and I will repay them all with my successes

So as I write this promise to myself in 5 – 10 years I am consoled by the thought that “Life begins at 40”

That was my quarter life crisis

Signed

GeorgeBradley

@MrGeorgeonline

Also featured on DMVCulture and FluidLanguage

The Prison of My Mind

I was posting some of my poetry on Fluid Language - a blogspot I write for quite regularly - and a twitter friend suggested that I should try some non-rhyming poetry as this may enhance the intensity of my poems.

I love to write simply, express emotions through being real and not smothering my words with patronising intellect. All to often I feel people go out of their way to find words to use in a book or poem that you would never use in real life, therefore I write as I would do normally. I do not hide my true feelings behind a mask.

However I do like to take on suggestions and I do respect those who write non-rhyming as this provides another realm of interesting poetry for the reader to submerse themselves in.

So I took on board this feedback. I have written non-rhyming poetry before but felt it did not have the kick that my other poems had, ironically. So here is what I wrote in response to the feedback. I will post my other entries when I find them as they are somewhere in a diary that I will have to look up as I never posted them.

Hope you enjoy:

The Prison of My Mind



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I'm trapped in a prison that is the subconscious of my mind
I wish I could tap into it and release the inner yearnings
Of a lost girl who has many hidden revelations dying to creep out
But they are locked away and refuse to be unleashed unto the world

I can't beg anymore for my mind to succumb
I just want these hot sweats and nightmares to end
In the dead of night I wake but I forget in an instance the dreaded deed I seek
I wish I could savour the memory and remember the secret I was once familiar with

But it seems I must remain clueless for there must be a reason
For my inner consciousness to take this episode into the depths of my hidden desires
There has to be a reason I am now ignorantly blissful but obviously remorseful
Maybe I shouldn't delve too deep into an answer I secretly don't want to know...

Clueless I remain in the prison of my mind
This prison has somehow set me free of external guilt
It is there somewhere but not right here
And maybe I'm grateful for my mind's choice
I'll slam the doors on this regretful wish and no longer pester my thoughts

Signed

Patricia Hilton

Please also check out my poetry on Fluid Language :)

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Obsessions, ramblings and other (most probably) irrelevant news from my life!

Lately I have been slacking in the film department. I haven't made the time to follow up on my film obsessions to see films such as The Avengers Assemble (12A), What to Expect When You're Expecting (12A) or Prometheus (15). I have been wanting to see a number of films but I have also been trying to read up on some classics and get in touch with my poetry!

I have been writing for a poetry blogspot - FluidLanguage -for a few months now and I have realised I have not read enough poetry to help inspire me for future work. So I have been reading the likes of Emily Bronte, Sappho and Homer as well as some classic books I purchased in a quaint antique store in Weymouth.

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I have also been focusing on building my loving collection of DVDs. My main aim is to collect every film that stars Leonardo DiCaprio because as most people who know me, they know I am a massive fan of his work. So far I have 11 of his films:

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But the last remaining ones that I need are as follows:

• The Quick and the Dead
• Total Eclipse
• Marvin's Room
• Don's Plum
• Gangs of New York
• The Departed
• Body of Lies
• Revolutionary Road
• J.Edgar
• And eventually The Great Gatsby

Now for me, films are a memory of my childhood where I sat up late with my Dad being allowed to watch films my friends probably didn't even know about. I allow myself to escape from the real world by watching them and I like to learn about them and collect them. This is the same for my writing and poetry. I like to read up and learn more so that I can improve.

I have neglected my blog in the last month or so but in that time I have read some amazing books and poems. One of my favourite's is by Sappho:

He is more than a hero

He is more than a hero
he is a god in my eyes--
the man who is allowed
to sit beside you -- he

who listens intimately
to the sweet murmur of
your voice, the enticing

laughter that makes my own
heart beat fast. If I meet
you suddenly, I can'

speak -- my tongue is broken;
a thin flame runs under
my skin; seeing nothing,

hearing only my own ears
drumming, I drip with sweat;
trembling shakes my body

and I turn paler than
dry grass. At such times
death isn't far from me

However I do miss the cinema! I have missed out on some films I really need to see so I will be making a few necessary trips to catch up!

Hope the rambling's put all my readers in the mood to stick on a film! I watched To Wong Foo (1995), Con Air (1997) and Tucker and Dale vs Evil (2010) last night in a movie marathon and I realised how much I missed sitting and watching movies on the sofa with friends and popcorn. The Bank Holiday was the perfect excuse but I need to start doing this more often, it saves me money but also allows me to brush up on my movie knowledge for the film game a twitter pal @Ant_Wright_ and I came up with called #NameThatFilm.

Follow me on @Trishaaa_ if you are interested in testing your movie quote knowledge! Hit me up with a quote and I have to guess which film it is and vice versa! Remember to hash tag me with #ntf.

Love a bit of movie fun!

Enjoy the rest of what is left of the Bank Holiday!

The Little Mermaid

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Her hair flows a fiery red

Thoughts of the land fill her head

Her beauty is intense

She has the frivolous ideas that make so much sense

She yearns for freedom and looks to the surface

This intense longing doesn't make her nervous

Happy to leave the world she has always known

Happy to leave the side of her Father's thrown

She wishes to embody that of another

She is trapped and feels there is only one way to recover

A promise she made and is destined to keep

For love, she has made the biggest leap

Signed Patricia Hilton

Note: Found this artwork on Deviantart and loved the modern twist on my favourite cartoon so I created a poem that reflects the story of The Little Mermaid.

This is also featured on Fluid Language 

Halloween Poetry

In the run up to All Hallow's Eve I have been collaborating with a fantastic tweeter @johnnywhizzbang to create poems that relate to some eery photographs. Via his website,  I have posted a few poems that link to the photographs provided by him.

His website is sufficiently creepy and spine-chilling for this time of year. Halloween is one of my favourite holidays as I love trick or treating, the ghost stories told and of course the ritual horror movie fest.

Here are the poems that have been featured so far, there will be more in the run up to the 31st October but I thought I would share the genius of this site to all those people (like me) who appreciate this sort of art.

''Darkness engulfs the room

I hear empty whispers of lost regrets

Shifting moves in the faint moonlight

Their eyes fixate on my human presence''

''Empty vessels carry years of loneliness

Laughing demons trick those who listen

Together on this one frivolous night

These creatures rise to give us a fright''

''The night draws close and I hear them howl

They cry towards the moon and know they are heard

Creeping through their lives with a hidden secret

On this night they shall be revealed''

I have done a print-screen so you can just see my specific poems but please go to the actual website and have a look, you won't be disappointed >  http://johnnywhizzbangshalloween.tumblr.com/

Also, if you love horror movies like myself, have a look at my TOP 10 Horror Movies by clicking the link. Let me know your favourite horror films too!

My twitter handle: @trishaaa_