Yes certainly a winning streak in my Poetry World, with lots happening including a stall for two days at an Adventure Park, radio interviews, bigger newspaper article, Help for Heroes collections and selling quite a few more books. Yeah, winning nicely, and all overseen by my Guardian Angels, predominately The Twister Sisters D & S B’s among others and maybe even a real one?
To keep me out of trouble
I have a guardian angel bold,
Who makes sure I toe the line
And do exactly as I’m told.
So I should stay completely safe
And on the straight and narrow track,
For with my lookout and adviser
Someone always has my back,
To ensure that from any problems
I am always free, and safely steered,
As my angel will redirect me
If any wrecking rocks are neared.
Thus I had set out in life
Confident I would commit no crime,
Like falling foul of Albatross
Or talking loudly all the time!
So my conscience would be clear
My character wouldn’t have a stain,
And if invited out for dinner
I’d have an invitation back again.
But oh, I did get in some mischief
And into major problems I did leap,
So why didn’t my angel protect me?
Because the bugger had fell asleep!
Just had to be that poem from one of my earlier books, Book three, but has started us off well so will enlarge a bit on the start.
I was kindly invited to have a stall for two days ay Knockhatch Adventure Park and sold some books but collected quite a bit for Help for Heroes. I was also on air and read a poem with Seahaven Radio and further invited to go live at their station in June, similar to my interview slot again last Saturday 15th April on Hailsham F M with the excellent Simon Herbert, and that recording is on both mine and the stations Facebook page., so check it out, but the message is, if doors are open you must drive in for the opportunities.
Most of the successful people you meet
Won’t have let grass grow beneath their feet.
But it’s not all about making money,
More of creating your world that’s sunny
And makes you smile across your ways,
And grin back at whatever days
Don’t sit well or rest with others,
For the fact is we’re not all brothers.
So get up and get your ideas on
For tomorrow they could all be gone,
And disappeared down the slippery slope
Leaving you frustrated without hope
That you can ever move yourself,
To gain prosperity and wealth.
But do not worry too much on this
For money is not the only bliss.
Now cast around this world of ours
Where a negative thought always devours,
But if you have your health and brain
There is little that can restrain
You from doing what you will,
Ensuring happiness soon must fulfil
Your heart and all you do,
For there’s no point in being blue.
So to just finish and be very exact
It all comes down to a simple fact.
And in this there’s no need for debate
That you can a success create.
Another of my poems with a meaning and story perhaps to reflect on as well and maybe prevent us being numpties as we press on. Someone definitely not a numpty is my Publisher/Website Guru (he called me a “powerhouse of creativity earlier so I have to repay lol), James Harvey on soulsong.co.uk
Two poems of diverse themes that were read out and mentioned in my interview on Hailsham F M as Simon kindly wanted me to demonstrate the spectrum of my writing so here goes =
The years on you keep rolling by
Whatever your health, or state of mind,
And there is nothing you can change
So best leave time past behind.
Though some lessons can be learned
From previous mistakes made,
For however much they affect you
At your own feet they were laid.
So move forward with new joy
And all sad regrets you must ban,
Whilst not rueing what you can’t do
Just give thanks for what you can!
The Pool and the Leaves
There’s a camp site by my French place
With a small, round swimming pool,
That gets leaves dropping in it
Which is not too good at all.
So every morning of each day
The site manager would get them out.
Which was appreciated by swimmers,
And of that there is no doubt.
He also used to maintain the camp
Making sure everything was clean,
Not just because it was his job
But so it looked nice when seen.
Though sadly he is no longer here
For cruel cancer took him away,
And those leaves are still dropping
But the pool gets cleared each day.
So as I pass, or sit with a drink
At the site bar that’s just nearby,
I often get to wonder about life
Which can often make us cry.
For the man who cleaned the pool
Was nowhere near my years,
Yet was removed from life early
Condemning his family to tears.
Now many of us will leave things
That occupy ourselves and time,
And when we have left the world
We hope memories remain sublime.
So for me it’s my words and poems
About love, life and she who grieves,
Over things still here without us
Like the man who cleared the leaves.
Yes, two very different themes there then and the shorter poem I also read out on Seahaven radio slot from Knockhatch Park.
Best have Joke Time after that last sad but true poem:-
*If you want a party in space you must carefully planet
*To learn all about ice cream you must go to Sundae School
* Strawberry’s that are really sad are called blueberries
Ted & Beth are away for a while, only partly because people were looking at them and having strange thoughts so they may invoke their “understudies” for a while, and I will tell you more about that next blog, but fear not Ted & Beth are fine but having a little break after all their recent activity at Knockhatch, collecting duties and also being on the radio.
Not exactly bears, but I will mention “Albus” a Labrador puppy I sponsor, training to be a dog for a blind person, plus an unnamed elephant not in my garden that I also sponsor. Mentioning blindness I’m still struggling a bit with my reading glasses I wear so have them on more often but must be careful.
Last poem in a quite “newsy” and busy blog for me, so as usual a nice, or saucy, romance one for all lovers, active or “want to Be” folks, but yeah nice =
Come Our Tomorrow
I will have all of your love tomorrow
And share our kisses so very sweet,
For we will always have it all
Each and every time we meet.
I will feel your touch tomorrow
As your hands explore my frame.
Saying you’ve had private moments
But without me, it’s not the same.
I will bring you to life tomorrow
As I gently stroke and softly caress
Your body, just as you like it,
When your secret parts I address.
I will fuel your desire tomorrow
To make you want all you feel,
For until it’s just the two of us
Those desired heights aren’t real.
I will hold you close tomorrow
As we melt our bodies into one,
To feel that glorious togetherness
When we are finally all done.
But I’m coming for you now my love
Coming for you fast as I can drive,
For I have set desire all aflame
And tomorrow may not arrive!
Sincere thanks as usual for you all “being there”, compliments and encouragement, Hello and welcome Alex, so bye for now as,
The Journey Continues in WINNING STYLE,
Cheers, love & Light,
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