Moment in Time
The world spins on its axis
Night darkens the light of day,
Summer follows winter and spring
Our times were made that way.
Yet we go on in our existence
Even if we want to or not,
For however much we fight it
We mostly have the life we’ve got.
For as we continue on our road,
Days will come that bring our turn.
To have some suffering to bear,
From which we need to learn.
For as our loved ones die on us
Others will come as we see them go.
Replaced by babes newly born,
In natures continuous flow.
So enjoy what you have now
For as long as you possibly can,
Because there is no certainty
Of the time scale given to man.
Waiting for exactly the right time
To do all that you want to do,
May catch you out very badly
And be totally denied to you.
Thus best appreciate it all now
Even if the truth hurts and numbs,
For however hard to accept it
Sometimes tomorrow never comes.
Yes, maybe tomorrow never comes, and sadly over the last couple of weeks I have heard of sad passing of friends and acquaintances, and whilst of course we all "have to go", some somewhat premature. Thus unfortunately is life!
Close is an intimate nearness
Of two bodies tight together.
And when that’s me with you
I don’t think that I could ever
Consider the heartache and pain
Of ever being torn apart,
From all your warm soft contours
Or the kindness of your heart.
So allow me to snuggle up
And encompass us both and hold
You in my passionate embrace
That all inhibitions will unfold.
Leading to those sensations
From pulsing of passions flame,
Sparked off by our desires
We must release without shame.
With our lips exploring secrets
And wonders that they find,
Like the sensual closeness
Of the intense lovers grind.
Following all those emotions
That a close bonding feeds,
Until volcanic movements cease
With the conclusion of our needs.
For now we have uncovered
The secrets of close touch,
So will practice continually
For we can never have too much.
Last night was another great night at Pevensey Royal Oak & Castle Inn, run by Simon, (all the best mate), and Karen, (thanks for organisation), alongside Chris (M) & Lee (F) lol for great Open Mic of various presentations, but I still sold books, etc… Good night by and for all!
I mentioned at the very start about jokes that MAY get worse and being reminded somehow of one of my "Old Favs" I told this following one to great, well much? appreciation last night, and hence crocodile photo (taken by me at Chobe river Botswana side) included in the "piccies" section).
A bloke asked me what I did for a living?
I replied I kill crocodiles in Eastbourne!", to which somewhat stunned, he said "but there are no crocodiles in Eastbourne!!!"
I knew it could be a difficult day
When my banana was hard to peel,
Maybe trying not to come apart
So I respected how it must feel.
For most of us from time to time,
Must be like the banana resisting
Being split open and vulnerable,
And no more life existing.
So we put up our resistance
And protect soft spots inside,
Though at times like a banana
We are completely open wide,
And expose our inner self
We don’t always want seen.
Not necessarily in a bad way
Just what’s behind our screen.
For certainly I have traits
I don’t want put out on show.
Though nothing that’s unpleasant,
Just things that make me glow
With pride or sometimes anger,
That I’d rather were unknown.
So if I can keep my outer skin
My cover won’t be blown.
Thus mostly it is just a game
We all play in an attempt to fit,
Nicely in everyday surroundings
And not be a banana split.
I have just remembered before closing that for the more stoic among you, my Hailsham FM Radio Interview with Simon Herbert (December 8th) can be found on my Facebook pages, and Hailsham FM and is probably worth a smile with some great "off the cuff" banter and music! LOL, apparently I was quite good too hahahahahaaaaaaaaaa
Here "endeth" this blog and as ever thanks for all support, compliments and encouragement etc not seen on here! Bless you and thanks again!
I remain "Often imitated, but never Duplicated" as The Journey Continues BRILLIANTLY…..
Cheers and bye from myself and Ted n Beth