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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)!

 

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The Journey (the 4th in the Tube Traveller Diaries)

 

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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

 

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exit St. Pancras

waiting ages for mr. black cab

we debated the scrouge of Mr Uber

the conversation was anything but drab

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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

green park

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…

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The Tube Traveller Returns (2nd in the Tube Traveller Diaries)

there's more underneath than above...

there’s more underneath than above…

Yes i’m back like Arnie

Sitting next to suited man eating his sarnie

The tube rocks this way and that

As the painted lady opposite loses her ascot style hat

The reader person buries their head in a book

The nervous tube rider doesn’t know where to look

The drooling old man, slides on to the shoulder of the women next door

Her perfume turns him on more and more

The hi-vis jacket looks on talking to his mate

Ready to hit the sites on time – cannot afford to be late

The college student check their mobile phone

Typing frantically, totally engaged, always ‘in the zone’

The tourists enter looking for a way out

London’s an easy city to navigate – that i have no doubt

There’s usually a helper, just be careful who you ask

Your choice may leave you having to wear a mask

Yes a mask to hide your false indignation

You play like you don’t understand, as you’re from another nation

Those riders exist in every corner of our travelling sphere

A sharp hard looking face that they want us all to fear

Never mind, the smiling riders operate with consummate glee

Replacing the misery guts, they don’t charge a fee

The busy, hectic rider checks their watch looking fraught

The smiling group can’t help them out, there are other battles to be fought

The relaxed rider, does this every day, sitting all smug and composed

So often in fact they can miss their stop, as they’ve had their eyes closed

Not so for the city man or woman, in their suit, tie, or skirt

When the tube reaches bank or moorgate, they are always ready and alert

The wandering eye man, circumvents the direct stare

The college female students better watch out, better beware

The opportunist take their chance to stay close

What they do afterwards I can only call verbose

So my journey observations leave me all mixed up inside

What I truly want to tell you, i’m afraid from you all i’ll have to hide

When my next travelling adventure beckons i do not know when

I hope and trust you won’t mind hearing from me again.

Global State of Play

THERE ARE MANY KEYS TO OUR WORLD

BUT SOME DOORS SHOULD REMAIN CLOSED

NOWADAYS THEY BEGIN TO UNFURL

WITH MANY OF US LEFT COMATOSED

BY A WAR THAT HAS BEGUN

NOT AMONGST COUNTRIES AGAINST EACH OTHER

IN A BLAZE LIKE THE RISING OF A NEW SUN

WE’RE IN A WHOLE LOT OF BOTHER

NOT BY PLANES FLYING OVERHEAD

NOT BY MISSILES FALLING FROM THE SKY

BUT BY THE NEIGHBOUR WE THOUGHT WAS DEAD

BY THE NEIGHBOUR WHO ‘WOULDN’T HURT A FLY’

‘BE ON THE WATCH’ THE BIBLE TELLS US

WE DON’T KNOW THE HOUR OR THE DAY

IN THESE COMMENTS WE HAVE TO PLACE TRUST

THE WORLD AS WE KNOW IT IS ALREADY IN DECAY

ANARCHY MIGHT BE A STRONG WORD

BUT HOW FAR WILL SOME PEOPLE GO

MANKIND’S RECORD IS LOUD AND MUST BE HEARD

AN EXAMPLE OF THIS MADNESS, THEY HAVE ALREADY SHOWN

SOME SAY RELIGION IS ONE OF THOSE ‘KEYS’

CAUSE OR CURE? THE DECISON UP TO YOU

WE SHOULD ALL BE ON OUR KNEES

PRAYING FOR AN ANSWER, FOR SOMETHING NEW

PEACE AND THE DOVE, ARE IN THE DISTANCE

A FAINT, ALMOST NEVER ENDING DREAM

WE MUST, WE HAVE TO BE PERSISTENT

FOR OUR VERY LIFE ON EARTH, IS WHAT I MEAN

SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST NO LONGER APPLIES

THERE IS NO ESCAPE FROM THIS KIND OF WAR

MILLIONS INDISCRIMINATELY SUFFER, MANY MORE WILL DIE

NOT EVEN THE SKIES CAN SAVE US, EVEN IF WE SOAR

IS RELIGION AND OUR GOD TO BE OUR SAVIOUR, OUR SHIELD

YOUR FAITH IS YOURS TO DECIDE

BUT WHEN THE TIME COMES FOR ALL OF US TO YIELD

LET’S HOPE THERE IS A PLACE TO HIDE

CAN THIS BE STOPPED, WILL THERE BE AN END?

WE CAN’T DIFFUSE AN ALREADY EXPLODED BOMB…

WE MUST NEVER ACQUIESCE, HOWEVER, NEVER BEND

LIVE OUT OUR LIVES WITH APLOMB

MANKIND HAS SUFFERED AND SURVIVED

THROUGHOUT THOUSANDS OF YEARS

AN ANSWER IS A TRAIN WAITING TO ARRIVE

AT THE STATION THAT KNOWS NO FEAR

THAT TRAIN IS FULL OF HUMAN BEINGS

YES, GOD-FEARING, LOVING PEOPLE

LIVING LIKE WE SHOULD – LOOKING FORWARD TO SEEING

OUR CHILDREN NOT HAVING TO WALK THROUGH TREACLE

SIDESTEPPING, POISONS, GASES AND EXPLOSIONS

BECOMING OVERLY CONSCIOUS OF A RACE OR PERSONS

THAT IN ITSELF IS A TERRIFYING NOTION

THAT THEY ARE LEFT TO CAST ASPERSIONS

HUMAN NATURE CAN KICK IN

SOME SAY WE’RE FIGHTING A NEVER ENDING WAR

PATIENCE CAN BE WORN VERY THIN

AS THEY LIVE – YET ATTACK THE DEMOCRATIC CORE

A DOUBLE STANDARD, LIKE AN AGENT IN THE WW1 OR TWO

SLEEPING WITH IT’S ENEMY WITH A SMILE

THIS HAS TO BE HANDLED LIKE A COO

TO GET THEM AFAR, RUNNING A MILE..

HOPE AND TRUST IN FRIENDS, FAMILY OR YOUR FAITH

YOU HOLD IT TIGHT, LIKE A MOTHER DOES A BABY GIRL

MAKING YOU FEEL COMFORTED, SOUND AND SAFE

AS YOU CONTINUE THE DAILY FIGHT, IN THE ‘WAR OF OUR WORLD’…

J W NELSON©

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