So another Blog news, and I am continuing well, especially as just had another birthday, but all is well and good, and I had a great birthday and thanks for all my lovely wishes.

Back on 14^th October I had another great chat and interview with Simon Herbert on Hailsham FM, and if you missed it you can catch it on Hailsham FM 14/10/23 11am to noon, Simon Herbert show.

First poem then and from my 12^th book Illuminating Verse follows =

True or False

How did so much time creep up on me

And just where did all the years go,

Because however much I rack my brain

I have to accept that I just don’t know,

How I’ve arrived at this moment in time

Which has made me stop and think,

Over my lifetime and various events

That seemed to pass in a mere blink.

Because when I look back at my time

I’m pleased and happy I did so much,

So then smile with a warm glow inside

Before realising that I must now clutch

Dearly at the time I may have left

As maybe there won’t be many years,

For new memories and experiences

With again more laughs than tears.

So is it true or false when looking back

To count our blessings, time and fun,

For considering and appraising it all

You realise most of your race has run,

As there are only so many allocated years

Of varying times for the human race,

With some only allowed short-terms

Others with poor health to embrace.

Thus I’m saying don’t get me wrong

For I am a happy and lucky man,

Who has had, and is still living now

The very best life anyone can.

So please indulge my little moments

Which I am sure come to us all,

As we confront our autumn time

Knowing winter can make us fall,

To depart then from this mortal coil

Leaving just our legacies to be seen,

And decide if for us it was true or false

That our time was all it could’ve been.

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A little bit of me in a perhaps thought provoking poem then but yes, of course continuing on well as are my 4 podcast recordings that are going quite successfully and the link is = https;//www.lauriewilkinson.com/podcasts/

While on links I will also add my great publisher/Website Guru James Harvey on https://soulsong.co.uk/ worth a check out.

Another poem then and the lead short poem from my 9^th book “Our World in Verse”.

Our World in Verse

The world is our life’s journey

Right up to our very last day,

However much we may not like it

Our times were made this way.

Now how we deal with fortunes

Will show the measure of us all,

Because in good or bad times

Some will stand and others fall.

So I note all these situations

But you might not see me look,

For descriptions of behaviours

Are now recorded in my book.

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Maybe another for you to enjoy there Mike Page, and probably everybody else too?

JOKE TIME..

• A Commander walks into a bar and orders everyone about..

• Never buy flowers from a monk and prevent florist friars.

• I lost my friends audio book so now I’ll never hear the end of it.

• The inventor of throat lozenges died, but there will be no coffin at the funeral.

Right enough of that and move quickly on, even if you are reading this sat in your car, or possibly cleaning it with Fabreeze., although the jokes should be rib ticklers?

As I’m on a somewhat humorous role, and I promised last Blog a mention of our Ted n Beth, so here (hear?) they are with one of their popular poems, “Ted Beth’s Bedtime”, so please enjoy.

Ted n Beth’s Bedtime

Ted and Beth can be quite mature

But act a bit like children too,

And don’t like doing as they’re told

Or sometimes what they have to do,

Now normally this is no great pain

Mostly obeying what I have said,

But one main exception to this

Is when they’re told to go to bed.

For they really do not like this

And would stay up all night long,

But certainly would not be quiet

Laughing loudly or singing a song.

So it becomes a very tricky battle

Getting them to settle down to sleep,

Also hard making them stay in bed

For often they will craftily creep

Out of their room to wander around,

Looking for mischief or tricks to play.

Thus it’s a bit of a job to control them

Whatever I try to do or say.

And if I get them both to stay put

I’m not sure it will still be alright.

Because I’ve caught them out before

Having a massive pillow fight,

Chasing each other round laughing

Too excited and beyond their tethers,

For when I had to go and check

The whole room was full of feathers.

So now that is just one problem

Trying to get them to bed on time,

Because if they are up all night

Next day their mood isn’t sublime.

Thus on and on goes the struggle

As I have to look after the bears,

But however cross and angry I get

They know their poet dad still cares.

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Yes, Our Bears are still very much alive and well. and so accompanied me to Hailsham FM interview mentioned above, and were involved with one of their poems over the airwaves too, SO very happy bears still. Also I did promise my younger readers, including King Henry The First, Lottie & Charlie etc that I would give them a mention in this Blog.

Last but certainly NOT least news item this blog is my collecting gig for Help for Heroes this coming Remembrance Sunday 12^th November at The Martello pub 1 pm to 4pm, with me in my Napoleonic uniform reading some poems and singing etc, so should be a great afternoon of laughs and hopefully a good collection total for Help for Heroes. May even see you there…..

Nearly done this time, and as ever and again now, a finish with a lovely “Romance” poem, and this one from my 9^th book Our World in Verse, because come on, we all love a bit of romance, closeness and those “oh so special” nights, so please as always enjoy…

Call of Nature

Her touch gave him an electric shock

Down to his very heartbeat station,

And fixed a smile upon his face

Like a state of besotted inebriation.

For the feelings of love and lust

Are not so very far apart,

And while an outer sensation

It will be felt more in the heart.

So no amount of lateral thinking

Will save him from his fate,

If a pretty face and hands work,

All their magic, it’s too late,

To separate rhyme or reason

So many a big man will fall,

At the first hurdle of his senses

Just as though he’d hit a wall.

For the feelings of love and lust

Are not so very far apart,

For while an outer sensation

It will be felt more in the heart.

Such is the power of natures wish

To spellbind those too ripe,

From allowing a chosen journey

Thus they must conform to type.

While surrendering any last protest

And so have to then heed the call.

For to act on their hearts wishes

Is better than not to hear at all.

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Well that is the end of another Blog, so again as I always say, thanks to everyone for great support, compliments and being there as I continue to be CONTINUING well.

Love, light & Peace,

Laurie xx

All thirteen of my books :–

Poetic Views of Life

More Poetic Views of Life

Reviews of Life in Verse

Life Scene in Verse

Life Presented In Verse,

Poet Reveals All (in your world).

Poet Reflects Your World

Poetic Seeds to Fruition

Our World in Verse

Laurie’s Bundle of Poetic Humour

Tea for Two; Poetic Antics of Ted & Beth (£6.99)

Illuminating Verse: Rousing Poetry

Reflections

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