Yes that’s right
We are counting down the days
Eleven months of darkness will become light
As the season of good cheer is here to stay…
© J W Nelson 2016
Stage 1 – For the Season (Day 2)
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Stage 1 for the Season(the first few days)
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
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!
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….
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)!
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The Journey (the 4th in the Tube Traveller Diaries)
Where I arrive and leave…
Where to start
maybe at the beginning
Train was late
Left my head spinning
worried about the underground
headache on the way
change of plans in effect
Taxi – is now the order of the day
missed the rocking and rolling
the warm stuffy atmosphere
missed the close proximity
of not being on board there
exit St. Pancras
waiting ages for mr. black cab
we debated the scrouge of Mr Uber
the conversation was anything but drab
heading for a Brunei owned park lane hotel
I only do upmarket you see
the doorman open my taxi door
there I was, out stepped, little old me
the deed was done
the return was now planned
Green Park Tube was calling me
for today however; the tube was banned
The name actually makes sense…parks are usually green…
maybe on another day
me and my TFL travellers will unite
enjoying the flexible JOURNEY
that operates any day and any night..
All together now?
Are we really?
Doesn’t seem like it any more
Words cannot express how;
To save your life you play dead on the floor
Are these events last week Paris
The tipping point in this thousand years war
The undercurrent simmering like a now erupting volcano
For which we’d better find an ice cold cure
Are we really all that different
Aren’t we blood, veins, muscle and sinew?
Do we vent like Andrew Neil
In an verbal attempt to not let this madness continue
Are we preventing rather than cure
Getting to the root, planting the right seeds
A careful, meticulous response is a possible thrust
In hopes of developing non-violent, religious agnostic deed
Are we the last generation to consume
Such vociferous, rabid disdain and utter hate
The mind boggles at the inhumanity displayed
There’s nothing we want to eat now that’s on our plate
Are we going to find answers in; bombs; bullets; diplomacy?
Whatever shape or form they might be
Look to the US, UK, China, Russia, France, the UN etal
The eyes of the world have been opened for all to see
Are we to view the horizon with genuine hope
A conglomeration of the best minds, tactics and strategy
Getting to very heart of a fiercely religious, dedicated group
A solution lies in educating the youngest of babies
So are we really all together?
This HAS to be resolved in the time to come
Every facet of human existence must be exhausted
We all deserve to walk freely and not have to run
Are we there yet?
There is much strength and endurance in a feather
A whisper in the right ear can be heard across the globe
It’s message rings out loud ‘We are ALL together’
The Flight of Dance
Eyes transfixed, looking from the top down
Mesmerised as bodies intertwined
His with hers, hers with his
They were only of one mind
An expectant audience drew breath
As her head hurtled towards the dance-floor
A safe pair of arms and hands
Could not deny her aura anymore
Two turns, bodies completely in sync
Her hypnotic sweet odour consumed
For him to never let her go
As though they were the only two people in the room
She slid furtively across his back
He spun on his toes to face
Inches apart, hearts beating
They drew closer, ready for their embrace
Intensely their fingers interlock
Gripped by unbridled emotions
She leaps like a gazelle
It was poetry in motion
The final curtain call arrives
Finely balanced like a bird on a beam
Did time fly palpably so fast?
And was this dance just another dream…
Starting School
When your 4 years old or nearly 5
You have to take a big step
Your next leap makes you feel alive
And fills you up with Pep
So get your school uniform on
Get those shoes polished and shining
It’s time to get ready- get gone
No time to get wingeing and whining
Mum and dad will look after you
Your new teachers will make sure you’re okay
You’ll make new friends- yes your very own crew
You’ll be beeming by the end of the school day
Take comfort you’re not the only one
Remember millions play by the same rules
Make sure you learn to have fun
As you cross the line by starting school
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