Bear in the Window
The teddy bear was hanging
By it’s neck inside the shop,
So I walked right in to tell them
That I had to make it stop.
A woman came to serve me
So I pointed out their fault,
That a Teddy bear was suffering
And by the neck was caught.
I really did not like to see it
And little kids would be dismayed,
To see that such a cuddly toy
Was so callously displayed.
I again told them the problem
And in a shop for charity,
A bear suspended by the neck
Was not very nice to see!
Trying to use some humour
And to get right to the nub,
I told them I was chairman
Of the "Bears protection club"
The woman looked quite shaky
And could tell that I was right,
That in a shop front such as this
Should not be a grisly sight.
A manager was called to see me
From a room right out the back,
Who very soon agreed with me
That she could get the sack,
For not seeing the situation
Or the teddy bear’s upset,
And very quickly released him
Saying she was in my debt!
Then starting from tomorrow
She would change the shop around,
Ensuring that all teddy bears
Would then be safe and sound.
If there’s a moral to this story
It’s that we must learn to care,
For each and every one of us
Starting with our teddy bear!
Nellie and I
Nellie and I met out in Thailand
That I can never quite forget,
Along with other memories
On an island called Phuket.
We had gone to a safari centre
All proceeds to help animals there,
And I was really happy to note
An impressive level of care.
Especially the elephants at risk
All treated nicely and well fed.
With lots of activities to do,
Or be hunted outside instead.
Well that has conveniently tied those two threads, so onward again.
A very quick mention to two recent "sign ups" with us so welcome to the lovely ladies Sarah W (weh eey gel), and "Nessy T", Hi there.
It has been very nice and thanks to all , to get continued congratulations on my book 5 getting "Runner Up" in Sussex Newspaper Book of the Year, so much gratitude again.
On mentioning The Sussex Newspaper Online, please check it out for my recently published monthly column offering called "Blues". Without being too big headed I think it is a pretty good article. Let me know please!
I will put up the first part of another popular poem that has sold books (fourth) on that one alone. Cradle to the Grave..
Cradle to the Grave
A lilting voice from the past
That will affect you like no other.
Bringing love and goose bumps too,
For it can only be your mother.
The one who always from your birth
Stood by you with no quaking,
Though inside she cried bitter tears
If bad decisions you were making,
Or was given cause to be upset
At your failure to return the love,
Which will always be too late
After she is taken to live above.
That poem was written surprisingly quickly for Mothering Sunday nearly 3 years ago, and I think one of my better poems. Again please check it out in Book Four, "Life Scene in Verse" and let me know your opinion?
The February Open Mic night at Royal oak and Castle Inn Pevensey was very busy, a good night with an unusual (highlight? lol) slot of me singing as well as reading out some of my poems. A couple of "powerful" themes included bringing kind feedback.
The next poem "Kiss" has been well received both at Open Mic gigs and my regular read outs…
A quiet, simmering, burning fuse
Maybe oh so easy to miss,
As with a soft awakening
To someone you’d love to kiss.
So the signs of any recognition
Or consent given from your muse,
Are sought for their confirmation
You are the one they choose.
Thus with heartbeats all a flutter
You slowly pucker up to brush,
That alluring sirens ready mouth
As you prepare to make them blush,
With that soft sweet sensation
Now blowing bubbles on your lips.
So you lean closer in together
Lest this precious moment slips.
Eyes tight shut to keep out the world
From your very own embrace,
Your bodies pulse fast and close
So you are now lost in space.
With bright stars and planets forming
Brilliant lights across the sky,
To transform your understanding
That you’ve just learnt to fly.
That poem was of course read out live last year by the excellent Lynn Parsons of "Mellow Magic" on from 8 pm to midnight Monday to Friday on Magic F M. Thanks gain Lynn!
Couple of jokes then, ready Tony F?
Good friend of mine who is deaf and dumb was recently upset when his wife left him for another man! He said he just didn’t see the signs…
An old "quickie" but little favorite of mine, with me running across a beach and accidentally treading on the back of a bloke making love to a woman on the sand! I wouldn’t even have known had she not shouted out "thank you"!!!
The bears are shouting out that they’ve not been mentioned much, but ARE in the photos included alongside one of all my six books, and the one of "Joy" which all my gigs and poetry world are bringing me, and seemingly others too. Nice…
Bears Empty Promise
Who’s been eating our porridge?
Ted n Beth would like to know,
When they come in for breakfast
After smelling food on the go.
But the porridge has all gone
The saucepan is scraped clean,
For though teddy noses smell it
There is nothing to be seen.
Only an empty dish and spoon
Still placed upon the table,
By another empty cookery jar
With “Porridge” spelt on the label.
This does not please our famous bears
Not one little bit at all,
For they’re just beginning to rue
Not getting up on their first call,
When they decided to lay back
And have another little sleep.
With no thought of repercussions
That now makes them weep.
For the breakfast cook has done
And won’t be making any more,
Of that delicious porridge
That most teddies will beg for.
And although the penny’s dropped
They should have jumped out of bed,
Their dad has scoffed the porridge
So they will go without instead.
But Ted n Beth have both learned
A precious lesson so sublime,
And will make sure they’re ready
For their breakfast the next time!
There IS a little twist and story to that particular poem, but for another time…
I think that is nearly the end EXCEPT for the news for "locals", that on Friday 1st March from 10.00 am onward through the day I will be having a stall at Tesco’s Langney Shopping Centre to collect for Help for Heroes and sell my books etc. Thanks to Irene and Seb, and all in advance at Langney Tesco.
PLEASE come and say "Hi"
With wonderful vibes then I remain "Often Imitated but NEVER Duplicated" as The Psychy Poet, whilst The Journey Continues with JOY!!!
Cheers, and Love,
Laurie and The Bears xxx