Frost on rooftops
Sun rising behind
Your breath today's visible
Winter has arrived
Black ice is hiding
In patches on the roads
And all the local football teams
Will see their games postponed
Hats become a must have
Scarves and gloves are re-born
The fashion mantra fast becomes
"Sod fashion just stay warm"
Frost on rooftops
Sun rising behind
Your breath today's visible
Winter has arrived
By lunch time the sunshine
Commands clear skies
And sunglasses cover
Most drivers eyes
The temperature is still
Barely above freezing
That sun in the sky
It's really just teasing
Frost thawing on rooftops
Sun risen and high
Your breath still visible
The ground crisp and dry
The cute Christmas markets
The planes vapour trails
Form a beautiful backdrop
To big retail sales
It's time to buy presents
In the chaos that's the cities
Late night shopping
To piped hymns and Christmas ditties
Frost returning to rooftops
Sun setting behind
You're chilly and a fireside
Glass of wine is in mind
When you get home the heating
Has prepared a warm house
Watch the TV with the kids
Snuggle up to your spouse
Draw the curtains relax,
Shut out the cold
It's toastie inside
And the day it is old
Frost on rooftops
The moon bright and clear
The mercury falling
As Christmas draws near.
Friday, 30 November 2012
Wednesday, 28 November 2012
The pressure of modern life
At 7am the sunrise
Is nowhere to be seen
And the journey in to work today
takes place like its a dream
On auto pilot, yet again
The journey it is taken
And only when I step out of the car
Does my mind really awaken
I often wonder how the time,
A Half an hour, passed
It disappears in a blur most days
In a blink its gone so fast
And then it's in, and on with work
Another day begins
The pressure of the day it starts
Is it payment for my sins?
I enjoy my job, joking aside
Though some days I could cry
Some days are fine whist challenging
And others pass me by
And I wonder where did that day go
Just like the journey in.
I blink and I have missed it
It was a race I couldn't win
Sometimes the day is taken up
With things I had not planned
But customers they must come first
And god I'm in demand!
And by 7pm if I am lucky
The day will close again
Back out in to the darkness
And inevitably rain!
To join the race for home once more
And hopefully be in time
To kiss good night to my two kids
Before the wooden hill they climb.
And come 9pm ill settle down
A cuppa with the wife.
And think about tomorrow
And the pressure of modern life.
Is nowhere to be seen
And the journey in to work today
takes place like its a dream
On auto pilot, yet again
The journey it is taken
And only when I step out of the car
Does my mind really awaken
I often wonder how the time,
A Half an hour, passed
It disappears in a blur most days
In a blink its gone so fast
And then it's in, and on with work
Another day begins
The pressure of the day it starts
Is it payment for my sins?
I enjoy my job, joking aside
Though some days I could cry
Some days are fine whist challenging
And others pass me by
And I wonder where did that day go
Just like the journey in.
I blink and I have missed it
It was a race I couldn't win
Sometimes the day is taken up
With things I had not planned
But customers they must come first
And god I'm in demand!
And by 7pm if I am lucky
The day will close again
Back out in to the darkness
And inevitably rain!
To join the race for home once more
And hopefully be in time
To kiss good night to my two kids
Before the wooden hill they climb.
And come 9pm ill settle down
A cuppa with the wife.
And think about tomorrow
And the pressure of modern life.
Sunday, 18 November 2012
Control
Those around you who really care
Will treat you by default
With kid gloves when things aren't quite right
To them it is a jolt
That takes them back somewhere not nice
To when your mental state
Made them think twice about your moods
Though they've been good of late
And question everything they said
Incase it triggered off
A phase for you that dragged you down
Turned a peak into a trough
And though its hard for you, I know,
to understand this strange reaction
For them they are a passenger
in a car that just lost traction
Where it will lead they've no idea
Until the crash occurs
And as a result all rationale
And all perspective blurs
They wrap you up in cotton wool
To avoid a painful ending
And all they really do achieve
Is seem very condescending
Which then will make their prophecy
Start to fulfil itself
That you were bound to slip back in
To a poor state of mental health
It's not their fault and that you know
It's all in your control
Can you avoid this painful slide
Stop digging and plug this hole?
The only person in control
Of all of this is you
And you is me, in this case at least,
And I know what I must do
Understand that the fear for me
From those who really care
Is from a most sincere place
To fail, I would not dare
I owe a debt of gratitude
For the support that I've received
When this is a distant memory
I'll be massively relieved.
Will treat you by default
With kid gloves when things aren't quite right
To them it is a jolt
That takes them back somewhere not nice
To when your mental state
Made them think twice about your moods
Though they've been good of late
And question everything they said
Incase it triggered off
A phase for you that dragged you down
Turned a peak into a trough
And though its hard for you, I know,
to understand this strange reaction
For them they are a passenger
in a car that just lost traction
Where it will lead they've no idea
Until the crash occurs
And as a result all rationale
And all perspective blurs
They wrap you up in cotton wool
To avoid a painful ending
And all they really do achieve
Is seem very condescending
Which then will make their prophecy
Start to fulfil itself
That you were bound to slip back in
To a poor state of mental health
It's not their fault and that you know
It's all in your control
Can you avoid this painful slide
Stop digging and plug this hole?
The only person in control
Of all of this is you
And you is me, in this case at least,
And I know what I must do
Understand that the fear for me
From those who really care
Is from a most sincere place
To fail, I would not dare
I owe a debt of gratitude
For the support that I've received
When this is a distant memory
I'll be massively relieved.
Monday, 12 November 2012
One massive step
Today I take a massive step
Toward rehabilitation
When I'm face to face with Someone
With ideas above their station
Someone who's attitude and actions
Made me resign a role I held
Someone who gave me a mouthful,
Challenged the images I held
Not only of him
Who previously I never would have thought,
Could behave this way
But I was wrong, a lesson I was tought.
But also those about myself
As a kind and caring man
Listen to him and you'd have thought
I was hitler or sadam
I've suffered as a result of this
Attack made by a friend
Being threatened by someone like that
Is a bridge that's hard to mend
Not that any attempt has ever
Or ever will be made
To apologise for the outburst
Or the seed of doubt it laid
And not forgetting all the kids
As this happened, stood there
I'm glad that I had self control
And did not lay my soul bare
And tell him how I really felt
The disgust and anger I had
But 13 kids in my charge came first
So I secretly went mad.
Breathed in and out, counted to ten
And then did it again
I needed to just calm myself
Engage my mouth after my brain
A few days later i was still annoyed
And unable to accept
That I'd deserved this treatment and
so to the side I stepped
Let someone else stand up and
Take that abuse if it comes
My life is crazy enough without
Lunatic dads and mums.
And for the first time in many months
Tonight ill sit in a meeting
With the man who ruined everything
Who made my job so very fleeting
Before I walk in the room
Deep breath and count to ten
And then ill hold my head up and
Be me, be strong again
Ill not let anyone again
achieve what he did that day
I'm stronger now, I'm a bigger man
I'm very proud to say
Toward rehabilitation
When I'm face to face with Someone
With ideas above their station
Someone who's attitude and actions
Made me resign a role I held
Someone who gave me a mouthful,
Challenged the images I held
Not only of him
Who previously I never would have thought,
Could behave this way
But I was wrong, a lesson I was tought.
But also those about myself
As a kind and caring man
Listen to him and you'd have thought
I was hitler or sadam
I've suffered as a result of this
Attack made by a friend
Being threatened by someone like that
Is a bridge that's hard to mend
Not that any attempt has ever
Or ever will be made
To apologise for the outburst
Or the seed of doubt it laid
And not forgetting all the kids
As this happened, stood there
I'm glad that I had self control
And did not lay my soul bare
And tell him how I really felt
The disgust and anger I had
But 13 kids in my charge came first
So I secretly went mad.
Breathed in and out, counted to ten
And then did it again
I needed to just calm myself
Engage my mouth after my brain
A few days later i was still annoyed
And unable to accept
That I'd deserved this treatment and
so to the side I stepped
Let someone else stand up and
Take that abuse if it comes
My life is crazy enough without
Lunatic dads and mums.
And for the first time in many months
Tonight ill sit in a meeting
With the man who ruined everything
Who made my job so very fleeting
Before I walk in the room
Deep breath and count to ten
And then ill hold my head up and
Be me, be strong again
Ill not let anyone again
achieve what he did that day
I'm stronger now, I'm a bigger man
I'm very proud to say
Friday, 9 November 2012
Our future
Three baseball caps
Three north face jackets
Jeans half hanging off
In pockets, fag packets
The three of them menacing
Without saying a thing
Their very appearance
Has a familiar ring
They're bound to be trouble,
Let's just presume shall we
Because of their clothes
That they're from a bad family
That they've no strong role model
That they're the future dole queue
And not that they may
Just have nothing to do
That they may just be kids
Learning all about life
Looking for an identity
And not looking for strife
They're 14 or 15
That difficult age
There's No funding for youth clubs
So the streets are their stage
The fashion may not be
What we used to wear
And we may roll our eyes
And say "god cut your hair"
But when I was that age
I stood out from the crowd
A Morrissey quiff
Doc Martins, dead proud
My mates were all scallies
All trackies and brands
But the one thing we all had
Was time on our hands
The majority of my crowd
Have turned out alright
We never went out
And looked for a fight
We were just hanging out
Spending time with each other
Looking out for your mates
Like they were your brothers
No north face jackets
No caps were we wearing
But were we so different
From all the bad we are hearing?
About the kids of today
And of how they're all bad
They're not you know, really
And it's driving me mad
Lets give the majority
An easier time
They're childhood's no different
To yours was or mine
The media love
To have someone to berate
These kids are our future
Lets not fill them with hate
Toward the establishment
Toward our generation
Give our children a chance
They will soon lead our Nation
Three north face jackets
Jeans half hanging off
In pockets, fag packets
The three of them menacing
Without saying a thing
Their very appearance
Has a familiar ring
They're bound to be trouble,
Let's just presume shall we
Because of their clothes
That they're from a bad family
That they've no strong role model
That they're the future dole queue
And not that they may
Just have nothing to do
That they may just be kids
Learning all about life
Looking for an identity
And not looking for strife
They're 14 or 15
That difficult age
There's No funding for youth clubs
So the streets are their stage
The fashion may not be
What we used to wear
And we may roll our eyes
And say "god cut your hair"
But when I was that age
I stood out from the crowd
A Morrissey quiff
Doc Martins, dead proud
My mates were all scallies
All trackies and brands
But the one thing we all had
Was time on our hands
The majority of my crowd
Have turned out alright
We never went out
And looked for a fight
We were just hanging out
Spending time with each other
Looking out for your mates
Like they were your brothers
No north face jackets
No caps were we wearing
But were we so different
From all the bad we are hearing?
About the kids of today
And of how they're all bad
They're not you know, really
And it's driving me mad
Lets give the majority
An easier time
They're childhood's no different
To yours was or mine
The media love
To have someone to berate
These kids are our future
Lets not fill them with hate
Toward the establishment
Toward our generation
Give our children a chance
They will soon lead our Nation
Tuesday, 6 November 2012
Alarmed!
At 6am the fire alarm
With a dying battery chimes
Not for long I don't suppose
But may as well be 100 times
Because the idea I had last night
Of a nice lie in this morning
Is gone as I sit on the couch
Wide awake, not even yawning
This is the time on most weekdays
That I get up and start my day
But 7 or 8 is a great lie in
It's my treat, but no chance today
Once I am awake there's no going back
and sleep again, yeah right
Once I'm awake I'm awake for the day
Wish the battery had gone last night.
Oh well at least I've peace and quiet
No tv, no noise, no stress
Ha, if only that were true
5 mins max I guess
Before my son or daughter rise,
The telly will come on
American "comedy" made for kids
Silence, peace and quiet gone
But that's what family life is like
No peace, no quiet, no space
But it's worth it just to see a smile
On either mischievous face.
So At 6am the fire alarm
With a dying battery chimed
And brought me into another day
With my kids, so I don't mind.
With a dying battery chimes
Not for long I don't suppose
But may as well be 100 times
Because the idea I had last night
Of a nice lie in this morning
Is gone as I sit on the couch
Wide awake, not even yawning
This is the time on most weekdays
That I get up and start my day
But 7 or 8 is a great lie in
It's my treat, but no chance today
Once I am awake there's no going back
and sleep again, yeah right
Once I'm awake I'm awake for the day
Wish the battery had gone last night.
Oh well at least I've peace and quiet
No tv, no noise, no stress
Ha, if only that were true
5 mins max I guess
Before my son or daughter rise,
The telly will come on
American "comedy" made for kids
Silence, peace and quiet gone
But that's what family life is like
No peace, no quiet, no space
But it's worth it just to see a smile
On either mischievous face.
So At 6am the fire alarm
With a dying battery chimed
And brought me into another day
With my kids, so I don't mind.
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