“Taking Stock” then….
News.. = Bookings, Feedback & invites
Feelings…. = Elation
Poems…… Fish and Chips (partly), Re Viewed, & Alone in the Mirror
Well after selling my 1,000 book today (YAY !!!!) 20/11/17, in only 3 years & 7 months, I can quietly (me?) congratulate myself AND set a new target!!!
Yes “taking stock” of achievements, successes, learning, varied experiences and what/where to go next, I think I can safely organise my thoughts, ideas and direction, well MAINLY, so watch this space…..
I have some more poetry reading “gigs” coming up and booked soon and in the future , with now about 5 “Stall opportunities” to promote Help for Heroes and sell my books in a very busy December!
All good stuff, and this includes a new year booking(s) for Blind Veterans that I’m very humbled and excited about!
Ted n Beth continue to revel in their fame and popularity at “appearances & performances”, latterly at Church Bailey where they “missed out” on Fish & Chips, but got another poem written for them……
Fish and Chips
Now Ted n Beth are healthy bears
And they really like their food,
With me having to watch them
To ensure that they have chewed
And eaten their food properly,
In a dignified and appropriate way.
Because they can be very naughty
Whatever else they try to say!
Of course they will try to eat
Too many cakes and sugary sweets,
So I have to monitor them
To make sure that they’re just treats.
For although often causing upsets
With the occasional little row,
They have come to understand
I look after them now.
Which brings us to their favourite
And that is fish and chips,
For the slightest mention of this
Will make them smack their lips.
So that’s the start of their latest, UNPUBLISHED poem, but does end well for them as usual….
As I’m trying to make these Blogs more concise I will move to another poem, again apt, for this theme. It is from my latest & 5th book, Life Presented in Verse, that is selling quite well with some fantastic Amazon reviews! THANK YOU !!!
The poem is called “Re Viewed”…
A paradox of life, and poetic licence,
With the privilege of free speech
Allows me to make all my comments,
But I must be careful not to preach
Or even drift into being pious,
Though I will always have my say.
So if you don’t like my poetic views,
You can always go the other way.
For I firmly believe in expressing
My take on the world I see,
And those behaviours of people
That will amuse or enrage me.
So I observe in daily activities
All that is done or even said,
For as an expansive, prolific poet
I make sure that it is read.
At other times I really cut loose
To write what’s on my mind,
About the injustice and outrages,
That in our world we find
Are often manifested by those
Sick, and psychotically converted,
To wreak horror on the innocent
After sad minds are perverted.
But mostly I love to just sit back
And silently observe what’s acted out,
Daily by people of all varieties
The good, bad, and thin or stout,
If involving themselves in bizarre
And strange things that they do.
So please tread soft and carefully
Or I may be writing about you!
Thus with some feelings of elation at reaching my “Target 1,000” sales, and some exciting new events and experiences coming up, I will conclude this latest and second “new style” Blog, but before I do I will add another poem that may amuse you as is written about me and from my 4th book. It is entitled “Alone in the Mirror”.
Alone in the Mirror
I am alone in the mirror
This face I’ve come to know,
That’s been staring back at me
From so many years ago.
But that face has changed now
Though the expression is the same,
For it has seen much of life
And situations you can’t tame.
This face has looked on loss
So tragic it creased with pain,
While trying hard to smile out
As inside the heart was slain.
Inner traumas rocked the soul
Which nearly split the seam.
Causing untold agony but,
Outside the face would beam.
So laughter which we cherish
Has cracked the outer look,
Though these smile fed lines
Will belie the times it shook,
With mirth, and sometimes grief
As it was worn across the years,
That eroded pristine youth
With many of life’s fears.
So that cruel mirror on my wall
Reflects the good and bad,
Showing with lines and wrinkles
All the years of life I’ve had.
But I’m not ashamed of this
Please don’t be taken in.
For though sometimes I force it,
Years drop off when I grin.
There you are then and before I do close I will just post my contacts again in case anyone wants my books or perhaps a “Personal Poem” for Christmas etc… :-
Email = firstname.lastname@example.org
Mobile = 07967 355236
So with that done it is as ever, cheers, regards and MANY thanks from me as,
The Journey Continues BRILLIANTLY…………