Hi my friends from “all over” our world, please feel free to say “G’day”, Bonjour, Hiya mate etc. YOU please tell me…..
Some great news of future “collaborations” (just awaiting confirmations) but could include some “schoolwork”, weddings/Valentine poems wanted, further “celebrations” could “take off”, (literally but SHOooooooooosh for now) & working for a new local “Volunteer” set up initiative I have already written the “lead” words for in a poem, soon to be published in the first newspaper/periodical to support this. Also will be reading my poem out at the Open Day Launch in front of Mayor(s?), MP, counsellors etc etc…. LOL OOOOoooh the fame, but seriously ALL will promote Help for Heroes too……..
Well I promised my “Blog Posts” won’t be too long, so thanks for being there, please comment, and I end with promised “Insight” which is a complete poem I’ve just written about ME!!! Yes my first experiences into the “world of work” and is self explanatory… Please enjoy my “insight of an emerging Laurie” LOL
The “Walthamstow One” or The Gift?
At only fifteen years and two months
I got sent out into the world,
The very real world that is
Where “rollocking” insults are hurled.
This new place was inner London
Not where I would regularly go,
And it seemed to cause amusement
That I came from Walthamstow.
I had only just left school
And being older thought I knew a lot,
But when you enter the big outside
You’ll find you don’t know the plot,
For in the expanse of industry
Life can soon get quite hard,
With lots to do in a decreed time
After you clock in with a card.
But I think it was the shock
Of the life to which I was strapped,
A spotty “no nothing” apprentice
Arriving naive, and all gift wrapped.
For I was youngest by a mile
Than the older and wiser males,
Who all sought to find favour
With tall stories and sordid tales.
It seemed that I was all at odds
With most of the usual view,
Though of course I didn’t realise then
That most of it wasn’t true.
But as a youngster you doubt yourself
Trying to mature and find your way,
So perhaps because it was easy
I was teased nearly every day.
Though I was born with a ready wit
And would answer quickly back,
Which of course did not go down well
And was told to hold my “sauce” back.
Also my natural brighter side
Was not appreciated by all there.
And especially a notable few,
But I was beginning not to care.
For as a pup grows up and gets bigger
I grew less likely to do a runner,
And till I finally got acceptance
When I landed myself a stunner,
Who accompanied me to a work party
Held in a bloke’s house nearby,
And now many of my fellow workers
Surveyed me with a green eye.
For my lady who came with me
Seemed to arouse jealousy not contrived,
And I knew then that this once naive boy
Had in the grown up world arrived.
Best regards, and CHEERS, Laurie