The anticipation begins to build
Trees going up sets the tone
As we dress up the green
They are a sight to be seen
Shining hope into all our homes
© J W Nelson 2016

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)
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….
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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