Following my previous articles being entitled “Forward Gear, Cruise Control and Opening Up” it does seem right that this offering is called “Arrival” or perhaps getting there? Now exactly where or what “there” is can become a subject of conjecture with people apparently having their own different interpretations, stretching from the saucy, bizarre, unusual, to the very personal even, but don’t worry, for with my “Poetic Licence” I won’t be telling anyone.
The more astute among you will recall my 6th book of that exact title “Reveals All”, but moving swiftly on then for i do have a poem from my second book called Arrival of Love..
Arrival of Love
When love arrives the first time
You will never be quite the same,
Despite wise words of people older
Your heart is hobbled, you are lame.
For you will think you know it all
With the fluttering thrill of love,
Turning grey into a blinding light
As if sent down by heaven above.
You no longer walk about, but fly
Fuelled by compliments that flowed,
From your lover, this faultless one
Who all their love on you bestowed.
So your soaring heart glows bright,
Within your very soul and breast.
Marring sight and convincing you
That you’ll pass your every test.
Your head will try hard to steer
A safe course of sense and welfare,
But your heart will not be cooled
From loves bright, saintly glare.
Dreams of wonder and dancing joy
Will swell into the heart and soul,
At the very sight of the one you love
Who makes the bells of Utopia toll.
For they can never do any wrong
And will love you all your years,
With their body, heart and kisses
And be your armour against all fears.
For you will think you know it all
With the fluttering thrill of love,
And the finding of your soul mate
Whose body fits you like a glove.
So walk in wonder, sun and light
Alongside your angel, who has fed
Your very breath, thought and being
That your heart rules, not your head.
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An important arrival for many people “there” then, but now for me personally I just mean that much of Pre Covid world is arriving again with me being requested to go back and do my reading gigs and entertaining at past venues, with new gigs being offered as well. Ted & Beth are very happy, and we did the first for a while at the beautiful setting of Chaseley Trust last Friday, 24 th. That I ended up (unexpectedly) on Open Mic stage at my club that same evening to read 3 of my very well received poems, probably says much about arrival now. I genuinely only went for something to eat and a beer, but I’m chuffed to say that it went extremely well, and I am invited back next month.
Add to that a few onward booked future gigs and more in the pipeline and my arrival (back to where I was before C C?) is progressing nicely.
Another poem and this time one from my 7th book “Poet Reflects Your World” and entitled “Where” (have my years gone?) I read this out live on BBC Radio Sussex & Surrey on June 10th, again on the sublime Sylvie Blackmore show I seem regularly to be on now.
Where?
Where have all my years gone
And can I please get them back?
I promise that I won’t waste them
For I never let sad times stack
Up too highly in my world,
In those years of mine now past.
And I nearly always enjoyed myself
I guess why time went so fast.
So where have those years gone
Along with so many great days?
For I can still vividly remember
The songs and music that plays,
Like a magical memory jukebox
Rewinding much love and fun,
As they bring back situations
Where all was said and done.
Oh I can recall so many people
Sadly though some have gone,
Though their days are remembered
When they danced and faces shone,
From disco lights and silhouettes
Or maybe it was too much drink.
But that was in the distant past
Which makes me stop to think,
Just where have my years gone?
For it doesn’t seem that long,
When my features were pristine
Like some newly written song.
Now as I look very fondly back
Over all those years I’ve had,
And people met and places seen
With more happier days than sad,
I feel my lifetime has stretched
Across many a stunning sunset,
But I hope for more to come
As I’m not ready to go just yet!
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Yes, where indeed? But that poem does contain a couple of my favourite lines, which from over 500 poems I’ve written is not too bad!
Continuing on my “Radio Guest Slots” I was also on Hailsham FM on June18th with the excellent Simon Herbert, mainly talking about Ted & Beth’s new book “Poetic Antics of Ted & Beth”, my recent activities and Help for Heroes support, so only right I follow with one of their poems next, so here is “Space Bears” from the book.
Space Bears
Ted and Beth are keen on space travel
And both fancy being an astronaut,
Though as ever haven’t thought it through
With all you need to do, and to be taught.
But all this has never worried our Ted
Who has a confidence big as a horse,
So just assumes he can easily do it
Which we know is wrong of course.
Now Beth she isn’t always so sure
But will follow her Ted to the very end,
Whatever trouble it often gets her in
Or to the difficult places it can send.
So they have both contacted NASA
And put their training applications in,
Thus are now waiting very excitably
And can’t wait for their career to begin.
But sadly life doesn’t always work out
And no teddy bears have been in space,
So our bears are going to be disappointed
Although for them it is no disgrace,
Because when their bad news came back
Saying that neither had been selected,
Both were sent little teddy space suits
Which they hadn’t really expected.
So now they are walking about proudly
Both with helmets firmly in place,
Along with their little teddy space suits
That sadly won’t be worn up in space.
But of course we’ve come to know
Nothing much daunts our hero bears,
Who soon forgot the disappointment
Carrying on their lives without cares.
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So it seems The Bears “arrived” safely there, so let us hope we all do, wherever we are going.
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