The first calendar window reveals
Our elf deserves a taste
Will the 2nd window gift appeal?
Be patient and not make haste…
© J W Nelson 2016
Stage 1 for the Season(the first few days)
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The Journey (the 5th in the Traveller Diaries)
The journey started in 68
Like the hypnotic humming of a bird
Even back then I was always late
To be early would be absurd
We start our unknown journey
With no destination sight
With hopes to become attorney?
And the power it gives to take flight?
My train keeps on going
There is still fuel in the tank
A year older means more puffing and blowing
Mouth wide open, expression almost blank
I continue to perform the ‘Swan’
Cool and calm is the top line view
Inside pistons fire like a mad man
You never want to reveal the real you
Another year is added to my number
Its birthday time on the horizon again
Yester year I had time to slumber
But now, it’s a huge thank you to all my friends
The hope is to keep life simple
Drive your journey your way
Stay as cute as a dimple
Retain your essence – afterall its your brithday! (it’s mine actually)
Pirates Menu
For all the children and adults alike with a fascination for Pirates, this is something I came across when researching what Pirates do when they think about food. I can’t prove it but this is what I think they do???… Read for yourself, it won’t take long, think of it as reading, the words to a song..(the utter randomness of words)
PIRATE MENU MADNESS…
Patch of a pirate, the pirate wears a patch
Snatch like you grab, grab like you snatch
Matches that light,light those matches
To catch a fish, a fish catches
A batch of bones,bones in a batch
Hatch that plan, plan not to fall down that hatch
Latch that door, the door has a latch
Attach those braids, braids need to be attached
Stash that gold, the gold must be stashed
Bash that steak, the steak must be bashed
Flash that lash, the eyelash must be flashed
Slash that sword, the sword makes a slash
Mash that potato, make potato mash
Add corned beef, to make corned beef hash
Use corned beef hash, to get rid of that rash
Get rid of the rash, but then you grow a tash
This is a great menu for pirates on the seas
Will ensure success or bring you to your knees!
Any questions? Let me know and I will do my best to answer them! (Captain Nelson!)
No Shower in the Tower
Our first family trip to Blackpool was a ‘roasting’ success, with southern Spain style temperatures being delivered over our weekend. The amazing circus display was simply magnificent. The sealife centre, thrilling, educational, interesting and exciting for parents and our two children alike. The walks along tbe south pier until gone 1030pm, summed up how holidaying on the uk coast can be enjoyed, particularly with near 30 degree heat!
Our hotel, smart, friendly, helpful and family orientated with a touch of class and great food, all within a stones throw of the tram and bus service that ran along the Promenade. Directly behind our hotel stood the Pleasure Beach. This, a mammoth selection of roller coaster rides for the brave and some others for the less thrill seeking, chilled riders and of course rides for children. Our two loved the car rides, the train that took us throughout the pleasure beach (a good distance I might add) as the area was huge to cover on foot.
All in all a surprising, entertaining, well stocked 3 day break, with superb weather, activities for all, lovely hotel (with great family rooms too for your children and adults, plenty of space for 4 separate area for kids bunk beds). Would we go again? Our children replied by saying they want 4 days next time! Well entertainment is guaranteed, weather, well someone else has that power I’m afraid….so in poetic homage to our weekend away here is a little ditty.
Brilliant sunshine won the day
Lazing about with my family, what more can I say
An amazing time was had by all
Circus stupendous we certainly had a ball
Kicking our heels we weren’t for sure
Pleasure beach in the sun- could we ask for more?
Organised views with so much to see
Oh how we were tempted, oh how we were teased
Leaving ‘the pool’ our children wanted to stay
They loved every minute, of every single day
Only the call of those darn 2p machines
Would allow us to bribe them, to eat up their greens!
Evening would come and we’d be ready for bed
Remembering a fun filled enjoyable time – enough said!
MESS! (inspired by my daughter Mia)
Pretext –
My daughter is 7 years old and whilst we are on a school term break, she has to learn and recite from memory a poem she chosen from several handed out by her class teacher. she chose beautifully written poem called Yuck. Here I attempt (in my own innocent style) a similar themed prose that tries to hit the same marks, based on the inspired choice ( I might add) of poem originally selected. Here goes…
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MESS!
You all have to learn to wipe
When you visit the loo
I’m fed up of getting my hands
Anywhere near your poo…
You’ve just eaten some raw egg
Now a mouth full of jam, stale milk and beans
I can see that you’re about to cough
And I know just what that means
A shower of yuckie food
Flying through the air
Luckily I moved just in time
The MESS only caught my hair!
Looking after all of you
Involves a lot of stress
It doesn’t mean I don’t love you
I could do without the MESS!
Marvel (ous) Universe Begins- Part 1
The Strength of the HULK
The speed of IRON MAN
To beat you to a pulp
Or crush you like a tin can
The God-like power of the THOR
The return of CAPTAIN AMERICA’s Steve
The action, never will it bore
Or make you want to get up and leave
The mind altering prowess of XAVIER
The cutting, sharpness of the WOLVERINE
Could Charles be mankind’s ultimate saviour?
A showstopper if put on our screens…
Would Jean Grey ‘lift’ our wilting mood
Could MAGNETO ‘attract’ our me(n)tal attention?
If they had children – what an awesome brood
The road to mutant revolution or cessation?
Eye wonder how CYCLOPS sees things?
The intelligent BEAST would confur maybe?
The future is here for super human beings
Shield’s response would be swift and scathing?
What does Fury know
You understand he could be mimicked by Raven
Her effervescent camouflage never shows
As she cleverly hides inside her own little haven
Sticking to our human nature we look to the AMAZING SPIDER-MAN
Is he related to the mysterious BLACK WIDOW?
He lives in an apartment no bigger than a tin can
This Russian keeps secrets she wants no one else to know
Apparently an apocalyptic event is upon us
Will we be rescued and at what cost?
A few mum’s and Dad’s with some extra Vitamin B+?
I’m waiting to be saved by a certain Emma Frost….
The 400 bards, words &Sonnets Arise
So I suppose thou years hang by
A celebration ye say not for thee to cry
A man of guile and gift of pen
Less we cherish his works every now and then
We seeketh his profound prominent view
Dispersed like rain drops followeth from dew
Words, sonnets, actions, poetically plays..
After 4 eclectic centuries still they guide our footsteps today
We maketh no mistake this is past reaching into our future
Toucheth all mankind’s sweet variety of culture
Pens at the ready, write, act, discover without fear
Your inspiration still abounds, written in ink by someone called Mr Shakespeare. ..
All about me? Say hello to…?
Why not I’m a writer
I don’t box, so I’m no fighter
Like to boogie when I get chance
And by the way it means I like to dance
Like being happy and never sad
My occuptaion is being more than a dad
Never naughty so no ending up in court
Enjoy going to the gym and playing many sports
Enjoy the taste of food, especially spiced lamb
Yes I’m the man from the midlands – Yes that’s Birmingham
No hiding in my family of six
Growing up was like a certain film – maybe the Matrix?
The blue pill guided my path, my life
Doors opened, I found a job and my wife
The red pill meant having a boy and a girl
Precocious little blighters, make up our small world
I have always wanted to write
To have the ability to excite
Involve, stimulate and entertain
That’s the target, that is my gain
Hello from JW Nelson – a poetic set piece about me and who I am and try to be.
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The Tree (it’s starting to look a lot like…)
The Tree…
So December arrives
What does it mean?
We count down the days
Oh yes, we’re really keen
The garden centre beckons
Another arduous trip
Never mind the madding crowds
But watch the ice, in case you slip
You view fifty trees
They all look the same
In frustration you pick the first one
It’s the annual run around game
Now into the car
You bend, twist, and shove
Eating needles you hadn’t planned on
Once in, you raise your eyes up above
With ease you bring it home
Stand back – look at your icon with pride
Until you notice something is missing
You now want to run away and hide
Never mind, a job is done
The family will be pleased
No concern about the lopsided tree
Or being continually teased and teased…
More like this: @Poems for the Festive Season on Amazon.co.uk
Christmas MEAT (ING)…
Stuff the Turkey
Roast the Chicken
Goose fat ‘tatoes are murky
Tasty though, they’re finger lickin’
Luscious leg of Lamb
Georgous side of Gammon
Sausages wrapped in ham
Oh, and don’t forget the freshly caught Salmon
Pluck the Pheasant, Goose or Duck
Tantalise taste buds with some wine based jus
Order now, or be out of luck
Supplant the potatoes with Cous Cous?
Not just meat, we all need greens
Broccoli and Brussels light up our plate
The earth will be a better place to be seen
In the global food climate debate
Add some carrots, roast parsnips too
Compliment the diet with a variety in types of sauce
A tender cut of beautiful Beef wont make you moo
Just make sure that your’e not eating horse…
Complete your prep, with a sweet tooth in mind
Cream, pastry, chocolate are on the festive menu
Look hard enough and I’m sure you’ll find
Some of us searching for the loo!
Christmas is now around the bend
Prepare well, include plenty of seating
Seek out the tablets to put you on the mend
As you partake in your chosen Christmas MEAT (ing)!
Have a poetic Christmas with a poem for 25 days @ https://t.co/D6RHIK5WHY (amazon)
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