Every day as it’s always been
People have their route routine
Walking along and in the same place stopping
All marching in time and corporate clock watching
But I know there’s something more inside
Something for which no conglomerate can provide
I want the opportunity to be able
To chose where I sit and who’s on my table
I’m not suggesting that I’ll have much clout
Punching in is wearing me out
Being criticised by departmental heads
Continually leaving my grievances unsaid
No, I’ve no desire to climb your business ladder
Learning and repeating all your corporate jabber
I’ve no desire to perform or to improve
Whilst having my personality surgically removed
I find myself speaking in your plateau way
You just want me to say what you want me to say
You continually edit, censor and blinker
But you’ll never stop me being a free thinker?
You want my individual outlook
As long as it fits in with the employee handbook
You give me your rules and give me a title
Your own list of commandments from your own bible
So add this to my notes in my next quarterly review
Thou shall not spend my life answering to you
Sunday 31 July 2011
July 18th
Do you remember me, cos I remember you!
Our life, our world, the things we’d do
I’m sorry I’ve not seen you lately
Don’t think badly of me, please don’t hate me
We constantly seem to miss each other
But isn’t it also good to miss one another?
I wish our lives had morn synergy
Time apart is bad for my sanity
How have you been, what’s new with you?
Have you noticed our lives gone askew?
I’m working on it and applying myself daily
Application forms I fumble through mundanely
Someone will bite, someone will choose me
Another job, another start to oversee
But a move that I look forward to
I’ll embrace our house and life with you
But let’s keep positive with all that we’ve got
On our great timeline this is just a mere dot
We’ve got plenty of time to live and explore
Years to annoy, decades to adore
Time to mature and grow old
Endless rainbows from which to find our gold
We are on pause but life will quickly resume
A home and house with 3 bedrooms
As our life and waistlines comfortably expands
Life is what happens whilst you’re making other plans
Our life, our world, the things we’d do
I’m sorry I’ve not seen you lately
Don’t think badly of me, please don’t hate me
We constantly seem to miss each other
But isn’t it also good to miss one another?
I wish our lives had morn synergy
Time apart is bad for my sanity
How have you been, what’s new with you?
Have you noticed our lives gone askew?
I’m working on it and applying myself daily
Application forms I fumble through mundanely
Someone will bite, someone will choose me
Another job, another start to oversee
But a move that I look forward to
I’ll embrace our house and life with you
But let’s keep positive with all that we’ve got
On our great timeline this is just a mere dot
We’ve got plenty of time to live and explore
Years to annoy, decades to adore
Time to mature and grow old
Endless rainbows from which to find our gold
We are on pause but life will quickly resume
A home and house with 3 bedrooms
As our life and waistlines comfortably expands
Life is what happens whilst you’re making other plans
July 17th
Written whilst on the way to see Danny Baker
As Gavin the referee & sausage decision maker:
Back on the train heading back into town
Looking forward to my ups and downs
In full control and not mistaken
Happy to be took, where ever I’m taken
I’ve no idea what’s going to happen
As the train rolls into to the junction of Clapham
I won’t be defeated at waterloo
But will fight to do what I want to do
I will say yes and go with the flow
Never say never to things I don’t know
Good day, Good feeling, good morning good wife
Today’s the first day of the rest of my life
As Gavin the referee & sausage decision maker:
Back on the train heading back into town
Looking forward to my ups and downs
In full control and not mistaken
Happy to be took, where ever I’m taken
I’ve no idea what’s going to happen
As the train rolls into to the junction of Clapham
I won’t be defeated at waterloo
But will fight to do what I want to do
I will say yes and go with the flow
Never say never to things I don’t know
Good day, Good feeling, good morning good wife
Today’s the first day of the rest of my life
July 16th
Working nights is a strange sensation
But allows an excuse for poor punctuation
Daytime has struck its sweet separation
Night arrives with little complication
This is my Nightshift declaration
Not my usual sunlit affiliation
We don’t get the guest confrontation
Of annoyance backed by compensation
We get the odd extension for libation
To put on hold the bedtime migration
It seems to be an expanding education
Without the fear of any recrimination
With my early, late and night infatuation
Please welcome me back to normal civilization
But allows an excuse for poor punctuation
Daytime has struck its sweet separation
Night arrives with little complication
This is my Nightshift declaration
Not my usual sunlit affiliation
We don’t get the guest confrontation
Of annoyance backed by compensation
We get the odd extension for libation
To put on hold the bedtime migration
It seems to be an expanding education
Without the fear of any recrimination
With my early, late and night infatuation
Please welcome me back to normal civilization
Monday 18 July 2011
July 15th
It was never going to be that easy
Were we ever meant for normal life?
When an offer comes along to tempt me
It starts by upsetting the wife
Normality passes us by somehow
It’s something that other people do
But if regular is what you need now
I'll never be irregular for you
My life of sort of’s and nearlies
Caused our paths to meet
Now you need actuals and reallys
To make our life complete
We're stood in a great situation
With money and time on our side
Life’s an everyday complication
To and fro-ing like the constant tide
If a homestead is what you require
To shelter from all types of weather
We’ll settle where your heart desires
My home is when we're together
We got so many things to give thanks for
So many more great times to share
Let’s buy a house with a red door
And plan out our future from there
July 14th
The telling confessions of my blank mind
Leave me feeling upset and resigned
Dejected, down and desperately defeated
Halfway there is still not completed
Getting prepared to wear the hat of the dunce
Perhaps I used up all my words at once
If so, they should make it clear
As to how many words you get per year?
Perhaps I should more sparingly print
Treat it as a marathon and not a sprint
Just as it was looking sturdy
I appear to have been over wordy
Have I overplayed the rhyming prose?
And seen my poetry mortgage foreclose
Will there be a further edition?
Six more months of my composition?
It was a tremendous undertaking
But now I feel my brain aching
So if this is just a supplementary
An extension of my last ever entry
Thank you for your daily devotion
And please try to hold back the emotion
For more words, I will beg, steal and borrow
And hope to see you back here again tomorrow
July 13th
It’s that time of year when a hair cut is needed
The desired length has been exceeded
To the stylist with their gel and ointment
Phone up early for a stand by appointment
A sit down chat to discuss the desired
What to do for hair all limp and tired
‘Come over here and we’ll get it washed’
Water splashed and shampoo sloshed
Then something came as a surprise
A sneaky head massage whilst I had closed eyes
Where was this in the dossiers?
Amongst the chat of ‘how’s your holidays’
Everything was fine, but no mention whatever
We were just chatting about the weather
Then slow rubbing as around my head she felt
Lingered long on neck and over temples dwelt
I was expecting a sensual head rub
I thought I had entered a Gentleman’s Club
I’d only gone in for some hair cutting
I was shocked and stunned at the magic hand strutting
As soon as it arrived it had disappears
No more tickling behind my ears
Then it was just back to basic chat
Whilst others workers dye and plait
Never before have I had such a styled confusion
And I’ve booked back in for my next intrusion
The desired length has been exceeded
To the stylist with their gel and ointment
Phone up early for a stand by appointment
A sit down chat to discuss the desired
What to do for hair all limp and tired
‘Come over here and we’ll get it washed’
Water splashed and shampoo sloshed
Then something came as a surprise
A sneaky head massage whilst I had closed eyes
Where was this in the dossiers?
Amongst the chat of ‘how’s your holidays’
Everything was fine, but no mention whatever
We were just chatting about the weather
Then slow rubbing as around my head she felt
Lingered long on neck and over temples dwelt
I was expecting a sensual head rub
I thought I had entered a Gentleman’s Club
I’d only gone in for some hair cutting
I was shocked and stunned at the magic hand strutting
As soon as it arrived it had disappears
No more tickling behind my ears
Then it was just back to basic chat
Whilst others workers dye and plait
Never before have I had such a styled confusion
And I’ve booked back in for my next intrusion
July 12th
The Monday morning silence
Of the usually pulsing town
Is humbled by the reliance
Of its people all around
Most operate like clock work
As they get on with their day
Bank manager, teller and clerk
They are the usual in their usual way
The weekend vibe is a measured science
The streets were full of vigour
But now only the sound of silence
Nothingness seems so much bigger
So why am I any different?
Aren’t I just another cog?
I too feel daily imprisonment
But don’t underestimate the underdog
These Woking streets that I live upon
Always continue to surprise
If you’re down you get down trodden
Keep reaching up for the up rise
Of the usually pulsing town
Is humbled by the reliance
Of its people all around
Most operate like clock work
As they get on with their day
Bank manager, teller and clerk
They are the usual in their usual way
The weekend vibe is a measured science
The streets were full of vigour
But now only the sound of silence
Nothingness seems so much bigger
So why am I any different?
Aren’t I just another cog?
I too feel daily imprisonment
But don’t underestimate the underdog
These Woking streets that I live upon
Always continue to surprise
If you’re down you get down trodden
Keep reaching up for the up rise
July 11th
In a quiet pub in the south east of Britain
Where war of the worlds and Invisible man were written
There’s a man who is trying to make his way
Trying to become the Tennyson of his day
Poetry is mainly experience drawn
Through necessity inspiration is born
It’s going to happen; I can feel it in me
I just need to get rid of lethargy
I’m starting to expand my chances
And tap my foot to more of life’s dances
I understand that the effort required
Is equalled only by the amount desired
No one will help you, if you don’t help yourself
Keeping it all in is not good for your health
Let it all out and people will see
How you’re cooking to your own recipe
If they focus on your suggestion
They’ll find the answer to their own question
Don’t stray from the path of confrontation
Nothing is better that a satisfied expectation
Be bold and give others a chance to comment
And enjoy the way they may compliment
When you hear them you may be surprised
They will be better than you realise
With pen in hand: look what I’ve written
In my quiet pub in the south east of Britain
Where war of the worlds and Invisible man were written
There’s a man who is trying to make his way
Trying to become the Tennyson of his day
Poetry is mainly experience drawn
Through necessity inspiration is born
It’s going to happen; I can feel it in me
I just need to get rid of lethargy
I’m starting to expand my chances
And tap my foot to more of life’s dances
I understand that the effort required
Is equalled only by the amount desired
No one will help you, if you don’t help yourself
Keeping it all in is not good for your health
Let it all out and people will see
How you’re cooking to your own recipe
If they focus on your suggestion
They’ll find the answer to their own question
Don’t stray from the path of confrontation
Nothing is better that a satisfied expectation
Be bold and give others a chance to comment
And enjoy the way they may compliment
When you hear them you may be surprised
They will be better than you realise
With pen in hand: look what I’ve written
In my quiet pub in the south east of Britain
July 10th
Whenever in restaurants, I’m always able
To locate and procure the wobbly table
It’s not always visible to the naked eye
And everyone else ignorantly walks by
But with sniper like accuracy
I find them or they find me
Or uneven furniture, I’m applying for patronage
To become St. Gavin of the spilt beverage
They are the cousins of the random white chair
Which appear at Christmas, when family are there
I love faulty furniture, so I always beg
Let me be head of the table with the wonky leg
To locate and procure the wobbly table
It’s not always visible to the naked eye
And everyone else ignorantly walks by
But with sniper like accuracy
I find them or they find me
Or uneven furniture, I’m applying for patronage
To become St. Gavin of the spilt beverage
They are the cousins of the random white chair
Which appear at Christmas, when family are there
I love faulty furniture, so I always beg
Let me be head of the table with the wonky leg
July 9th
Every Saturday I’d attentively wait
A phone call to Sausagely debate
The filling was supplied by the Baker
Who is the breakfast flavouring dictator
I shall always be a sausage reminiscer
As I now become just a show listener
I’ll always cherish with reverie
The day I became Gavin the Referee
Now stories of saucery I’m able to recall
Thanks for the memories, now it’s no sauce at all
A phone call to Sausagely debate
The filling was supplied by the Baker
Who is the breakfast flavouring dictator
I shall always be a sausage reminiscer
As I now become just a show listener
I’ll always cherish with reverie
The day I became Gavin the Referee
Now stories of saucery I’m able to recall
Thanks for the memories, now it’s no sauce at all
July 8th
As I wait patiently and take my time
Poised to accept what is knowingly mine
Trying to get my head in gear
To see if I can be Gav of the year
I’ve taken stock of all my possessions
And taking aim for a chosen profession
Will this turn into my springboard
And strike into the public chord
Will people read what I’ve written?
And enjoy the poetry bug that’s bitten
Will they be amazed by my clever rhymes?
And worship them in homemade shrines
Will my bestseller fly off the shelves?
And encourage people to write themselves
I’d like to help if I am able
Not just be used to prop up a wonky table
I find it liberating and exciting
Starting to read helped my writing
Hopefully people will take to the idea
And I’ll still be writing this time next year
For now I’ll take each day as it comes
I’ll fill my rhymes with clever puns
The world will know my dues have been served
When my time comes it’ll be fully deserved
Poised to accept what is knowingly mine
Trying to get my head in gear
To see if I can be Gav of the year
I’ve taken stock of all my possessions
And taking aim for a chosen profession
Will this turn into my springboard
And strike into the public chord
Will people read what I’ve written?
And enjoy the poetry bug that’s bitten
Will they be amazed by my clever rhymes?
And worship them in homemade shrines
Will my bestseller fly off the shelves?
And encourage people to write themselves
I’d like to help if I am able
Not just be used to prop up a wonky table
I find it liberating and exciting
Starting to read helped my writing
Hopefully people will take to the idea
And I’ll still be writing this time next year
For now I’ll take each day as it comes
I’ll fill my rhymes with clever puns
The world will know my dues have been served
When my time comes it’ll be fully deserved
July 7th
In China town with minor Tom
Eating barbeque pork and crispy won ton
Putting the world back together
Discussing Maoism, Taoism and weather
Why can’t everyday be like this?
Delicate discussions over delectable dish
Pushing past people with poor pedestrianization
Rushing round, over and in underground station
It never fails to fully deliver
Whenever I visit that dirty old river
When you are tired of London you’re tired of living
I’ll keep on going because it keeps on giving
To Brixton we head as the party starts
A few warm drinks to warm up hearts
A playlist played over put up speakers
A warm welcome from one of life’s great greeters
Into the Gay bar for an aperitif
Sambuca and Tequilas for some light relief
When I visit the capital I’m fully inspired
I always try to be suitably attired
I always enjoy the people I meet
And feel underdressed down Carnaby Street
I’m overwhelmed by the attitude of and confidence
The age old history and the current inhabitants
It makes me feel old, I’m a youth mourner
I had a great time; The miserable bloke in the corner
Eating barbeque pork and crispy won ton
Putting the world back together
Discussing Maoism, Taoism and weather
Why can’t everyday be like this?
Delicate discussions over delectable dish
Pushing past people with poor pedestrianization
Rushing round, over and in underground station
It never fails to fully deliver
Whenever I visit that dirty old river
When you are tired of London you’re tired of living
I’ll keep on going because it keeps on giving
To Brixton we head as the party starts
A few warm drinks to warm up hearts
A playlist played over put up speakers
A warm welcome from one of life’s great greeters
Into the Gay bar for an aperitif
Sambuca and Tequilas for some light relief
When I visit the capital I’m fully inspired
I always try to be suitably attired
I always enjoy the people I meet
And feel underdressed down Carnaby Street
I’m overwhelmed by the attitude of and confidence
The age old history and the current inhabitants
It makes me feel old, I’m a youth mourner
I had a great time; The miserable bloke in the corner
Thursday 7 July 2011
July 6th
I know it’s not forever but it’s taken it’s time
To all come together, unite and align
It doesn’t take much to keep us going
Keeping in touch and keep happiness showing
I know that life is in my control
Have a little faith and a little soul
It will all come together in the end
Aching hearts and minds will mend
Know that good times are coming to you
And understand that it’s long overdue
Make the most of the times today
It happens for a reason in a strange way
Only by experiencing failure can you enjoy victory
That’s what someone who made sense said to me
I’m not sure of the fatalistic idea
I’ll just do my best, so long as I’m here
I’m excited about moving home
Starting over and stepping into the unknown
A chance to reinvent and start new trends
Being closer to family and friends
Even if this isn’t what we planned
We’ll make the most and take a stand
It’s down to us to make the switch
To scratch that seven year itch
Where ever you are, you’re never alone
I’m with you always, you’re always my home
To all come together, unite and align
It doesn’t take much to keep us going
Keeping in touch and keep happiness showing
I know that life is in my control
Have a little faith and a little soul
It will all come together in the end
Aching hearts and minds will mend
Know that good times are coming to you
And understand that it’s long overdue
Make the most of the times today
It happens for a reason in a strange way
Only by experiencing failure can you enjoy victory
That’s what someone who made sense said to me
I’m not sure of the fatalistic idea
I’ll just do my best, so long as I’m here
I’m excited about moving home
Starting over and stepping into the unknown
A chance to reinvent and start new trends
Being closer to family and friends
Even if this isn’t what we planned
We’ll make the most and take a stand
It’s down to us to make the switch
To scratch that seven year itch
Where ever you are, you’re never alone
I’m with you always, you’re always my home
Wednesday 6 July 2011
July 5th
I remember how it was before
The kids down the street, the people next door
I remember the house I grew up in
A place of warmth and love genuine
I remember long summers being always outside
The earliest friends in whom we’d confide
I remember it well and think of it fondly
And think of the impact it had upon me
I remember the long nights of adolescence
Watching my childhood become evanescent
I remember it all in so many ways
I’m clinging on to my yesterdays
I returned to my home which is now just a house
See the cornfields the pheasants and grouse
I’ve returned to the place where I was that kid
I retraced my footsteps of the things that I did
I’ve returned and the parks are still there
The kids still play innocent and unaware
I’ve returned to the place that I chipped my tooth
In a vain attempt to recapture my youth
I’ve returned to absorb that freedom again
Similar feeling but somehow not the same
I’ve returned but my friends have moved on
Fixtures the same but the feelings have gone
I’ve returned to help me visualise
To try and keep my memories alive
The kids down the street, the people next door
I remember the house I grew up in
A place of warmth and love genuine
I remember long summers being always outside
The earliest friends in whom we’d confide
I remember it well and think of it fondly
And think of the impact it had upon me
I remember the long nights of adolescence
Watching my childhood become evanescent
I remember it all in so many ways
I’m clinging on to my yesterdays
I returned to my home which is now just a house
See the cornfields the pheasants and grouse
I’ve returned to the place where I was that kid
I retraced my footsteps of the things that I did
I’ve returned and the parks are still there
The kids still play innocent and unaware
I’ve returned to the place that I chipped my tooth
In a vain attempt to recapture my youth
I’ve returned to absorb that freedom again
Similar feeling but somehow not the same
I’ve returned but my friends have moved on
Fixtures the same but the feelings have gone
I’ve returned to help me visualise
To try and keep my memories alive
July 4th
Today is Independence Day so celebrate being free
Celebrate being allowed your individuality
Celebrate all the things you’ve done
Celebrate success and troubles over come
Celebrate taking your opportunities
Celebrate in the understanding of irony
Celebrate knowing you do what you can
Celebrate not having to stick to their plan
Celebrate being able to survive
Celebrate in just being alive
Celebrate spontaneity and achieving a first
Celebrate in ignoring the over rehearsed
Celebrate in having your loved ones around
Celebrate the good, bad, ugly and profound
Celebrate by not wasting a day
Celebrate by doing things your own way
Celebrate by having no regret
Celebrate being able to forgive and forget
Celebrate the ability to make a change
Celebrate the different, unique and strange
Celebrate by living your life
Celebrate by conquering strife
Celebrate by opening your mind
Celebrate in the peace you find
Celebrate in all the things you do
Celebrate by just being you
Celebrate being allowed your individuality
Celebrate all the things you’ve done
Celebrate success and troubles over come
Celebrate taking your opportunities
Celebrate in the understanding of irony
Celebrate knowing you do what you can
Celebrate not having to stick to their plan
Celebrate being able to survive
Celebrate in just being alive
Celebrate spontaneity and achieving a first
Celebrate in ignoring the over rehearsed
Celebrate in having your loved ones around
Celebrate the good, bad, ugly and profound
Celebrate by not wasting a day
Celebrate by doing things your own way
Celebrate by having no regret
Celebrate being able to forgive and forget
Celebrate the ability to make a change
Celebrate the different, unique and strange
Celebrate by living your life
Celebrate by conquering strife
Celebrate by opening your mind
Celebrate in the peace you find
Celebrate in all the things you do
Celebrate by just being you
July 3rd
Everybody being themselves
From dancing drunks to pixies and elves
Plates and plastic cups discarded
All thoughts of work and life disregarded
Here today to relax and unwind
To let ourselves go and relax our minds
People prepared for all different seasons
Purchased tickets for all different reasons
Seeing acts they wouldn’t normally see
But being better makes them better be
Play that music and play it loud
Sometimes it’s good to stand in a crowd
I wish I could stay here all night
Hop farm festival is the new Isle of Wight
From dancing drunks to pixies and elves
Plates and plastic cups discarded
All thoughts of work and life disregarded
Here today to relax and unwind
To let ourselves go and relax our minds
People prepared for all different seasons
Purchased tickets for all different reasons
Seeing acts they wouldn’t normally see
But being better makes them better be
Play that music and play it loud
Sometimes it’s good to stand in a crowd
I wish I could stay here all night
Hop farm festival is the new Isle of Wight
July 2nd
Imelda May crazy Irish lady
I’m definitely related to her, maybe
In her fifties get up and post war vibe
Amalgamating rockabilly and jive
Exploding with her musical personality
Comfortable with individual originality
By believing in who you are, one day
You’ll be playing the main stage Sunday
Don’t let it become a hindrance
Make the most of your difference
Just by being yourself, you have won
You don’t need to look back to see how far you’ve come
I’m definitely related to her, maybe
In her fifties get up and post war vibe
Amalgamating rockabilly and jive
Exploding with her musical personality
Comfortable with individual originality
By believing in who you are, one day
You’ll be playing the main stage Sunday
Don’t let it become a hindrance
Make the most of your difference
Just by being yourself, you have won
You don’t need to look back to see how far you’ve come
July 1st
Something I wrote whilst awaiting
A job interview and anticipating
I didn’t get the job even with ass kissing
More fool them; look what they are missing....
.....I’ve stopped off for half a beer
Before asking for a new career
What will they think, how will they judge
Happy and smiling or just give me a nudge
Out the door before I’ve had time to make
The most my few opportunities, I have to take
One of these steps or a giant leap
So I can start to enjoy and benefits reap
With each gulp my coolness grows
Shoulders broaden and confidence shows
I’ll march right up there and open my gob
I’m Gav Ellis; I can do that, gis a job!
A job interview and anticipating
I didn’t get the job even with ass kissing
More fool them; look what they are missing....
.....I’ve stopped off for half a beer
Before asking for a new career
What will they think, how will they judge
Happy and smiling or just give me a nudge
Out the door before I’ve had time to make
The most my few opportunities, I have to take
One of these steps or a giant leap
So I can start to enjoy and benefits reap
With each gulp my coolness grows
Shoulders broaden and confidence shows
I’ll march right up there and open my gob
I’m Gav Ellis; I can do that, gis a job!
June 30th
I came across this little ditty
Written at Christmas escaping to the city
4 hours of travelling for a little face showing
Will it be worth all the to-ing and fro-ing?
The trouble it’s caused with me travel arrangements
And cancelling all my conflicting engagements
From high speed rail to low speed buses
Bank holiday worries and Christmas travel fusses
By the end of the day I’d have seen Ham’s both west and east
All for a little chat and to quaff fermented yeast
And so I travel to see friends as Christmas dictates
To comfort their misfortunes and share their celebrates
To eat drink and be merry and spread festive cheer
Make the most of it as it will be all I get for a year
Written at Christmas escaping to the city
4 hours of travelling for a little face showing
Will it be worth all the to-ing and fro-ing?
The trouble it’s caused with me travel arrangements
And cancelling all my conflicting engagements
From high speed rail to low speed buses
Bank holiday worries and Christmas travel fusses
By the end of the day I’d have seen Ham’s both west and east
All for a little chat and to quaff fermented yeast
And so I travel to see friends as Christmas dictates
To comfort their misfortunes and share their celebrates
To eat drink and be merry and spread festive cheer
Make the most of it as it will be all I get for a year
June 29th
When people listen to music in fields
Excited bodies watch as band atmos builds
The enjoyment is witnessed by all comers
For a weekends worth of memorable summers
The bass shaking through everyone
Reeling the feeling and drinking in the sun
An environment never been finer
Anticipating the big headliner
Festivals are like when football supporters collide
But with everyone singing on the same side
The world would be a much better place
With ponchos purchased and painted face
Everyone facing the same way
Everyday should be a festival day
A celebration of every single difference
Waiting to see Tinie Tempah and little man Prince
All smiling and enjoying the outdoors
Hoarding crowds and crowded hoards
Stalls selling pertinent souvenirs
Memories bought and sold here
Everyday should have a festival vibe
With all things needed to survive
Festival revelation has begun
Let’s play free music to everyone place
Excited bodies watch as band atmos builds
The enjoyment is witnessed by all comers
For a weekends worth of memorable summers
The bass shaking through everyone
Reeling the feeling and drinking in the sun
An environment never been finer
Anticipating the big headliner
Festivals are like when football supporters collide
But with everyone singing on the same side
The world would be a much better place
With ponchos purchased and painted face
Everyone facing the same way
Everyday should be a festival day
A celebration of every single difference
Waiting to see Tinie Tempah and little man Prince
All smiling and enjoying the outdoors
Hoarding crowds and crowded hoards
Stalls selling pertinent souvenirs
Memories bought and sold here
Everyday should have a festival vibe
With all things needed to survive
Festival revelation has begun
Let’s play free music to everyone place
June 28th
It was that teenage feeling of love at first time
When all complex emotions mutually entwine
Nothing else in the world mattered at all
Until then you are happy with superficial
Then one day an emotive explosion
No sense can be made of childhood erosion
Angst replaces the innocence
Wrapped in boy like belligerence
It happens to boys at similar ages
Girls come along and turn your pages
Focus disappears and perspective dissipates
And on long hair and short skirts you now concentrate
You act all tough and try to be cool
There are some positives of a single sex school
When all complex emotions mutually entwine
Nothing else in the world mattered at all
Until then you are happy with superficial
Then one day an emotive explosion
No sense can be made of childhood erosion
Angst replaces the innocence
Wrapped in boy like belligerence
It happens to boys at similar ages
Girls come along and turn your pages
Focus disappears and perspective dissipates
And on long hair and short skirts you now concentrate
You act all tough and try to be cool
There are some positives of a single sex school
June 27th
A one to one when at work I arrived
Do I tell them of how I feel deprived?
How I want to do so much more
Than to constantly be ignored
How I know I meant for other things
And of a writing job my heart still clings
So if they ask how I could improve
By taking chances and making a move
And if I’ve filled the procedure correctly
Or if I feel that the team respect me
How can I tell them that this is a stop gap?
That I fallen into a daily trap
Feeling that times forgotten me
That I’m stuck in the routine of shift monotony
That I’m a genius but you don’t know it
That I’m trying to release the inner poet
That this job keeps me grounded
But leaves me constantly dumfounded
That I have no other choice
And I wish I could speak my voice
But I can’t, so I agree to make an easy living
My patience will be forgiving
And when I’m at my desk writing
I’ll remember the days less exciting
And when I look back, I know you’ll know
I’m better than this and I told you so!
Do I tell them of how I feel deprived?
How I want to do so much more
Than to constantly be ignored
How I know I meant for other things
And of a writing job my heart still clings
So if they ask how I could improve
By taking chances and making a move
And if I’ve filled the procedure correctly
Or if I feel that the team respect me
How can I tell them that this is a stop gap?
That I fallen into a daily trap
Feeling that times forgotten me
That I’m stuck in the routine of shift monotony
That I’m a genius but you don’t know it
That I’m trying to release the inner poet
That this job keeps me grounded
But leaves me constantly dumfounded
That I have no other choice
And I wish I could speak my voice
But I can’t, so I agree to make an easy living
My patience will be forgiving
And when I’m at my desk writing
I’ll remember the days less exciting
And when I look back, I know you’ll know
I’m better than this and I told you so!
June 26th
That’s it! I’ve drawn a blank
There’s nothing left in my mind tank
My thoughts have decided to migrate
My mind has chosen to permanently vacate
Thinking is now non-compulsory
I’m drained of all rhymery
I need to put my brain on charge
To absorb and to socially enlarge
I’m struggling as my words diminish
Bur I’ve started so I’ll have to finish
There’s nothing left in my mind tank
My thoughts have decided to migrate
My mind has chosen to permanently vacate
Thinking is now non-compulsory
I’m drained of all rhymery
I need to put my brain on charge
To absorb and to socially enlarge
I’m struggling as my words diminish
Bur I’ve started so I’ll have to finish
June 25th
I bumped into my wife upon the stair
It had been a while since I’d seen her there
I asked her how she’d been recently
She said that she was working too frequently
She looked beautiful, as she did always
Love and first sight and other clichés
I asked her, if she had the time
If she would come with me to dine
She gave me that smile that she used to give
Which left me feeling positive
She said farewell and went on her way
And I have a date with her for breakfast on Friday
It had been a while since I’d seen her there
I asked her how she’d been recently
She said that she was working too frequently
She looked beautiful, as she did always
Love and first sight and other clichés
I asked her, if she had the time
If she would come with me to dine
She gave me that smile that she used to give
Which left me feeling positive
She said farewell and went on her way
And I have a date with her for breakfast on Friday
June 24th
Please remember me when I’m gone
As the man with the rhyming aplomb
The one who had started achieving
Success came after self believing
Who realised that all you have
Can make any year ‘The year of the Gav’
That all decisions made along the way
Have put you where you are today
It’s only when we make mistakes
That our mind has space to further intake
I’m truly grateful for my life so far
Contented with my average par
I’m happy for my minor success
Allowing my life to effervesce
Thanks to the players, you know who you are
You’ve filled up my mind memoirs
If it wasn’t for you, I’d never have thought
To have picked up a pen and poetry sought
And to all those offended in my earlier days
Apologies and know I’ve changed my ways
Please put it down to teen anxiety
And I hope this covers it justifiably
I have continued to grow and demand equality
I have danced briefly in fame frivolity
Please allow this indulgence to go on
And please remember me when I’m gone
As the man with the rhyming aplomb
The one who had started achieving
Success came after self believing
Who realised that all you have
Can make any year ‘The year of the Gav’
That all decisions made along the way
Have put you where you are today
It’s only when we make mistakes
That our mind has space to further intake
I’m truly grateful for my life so far
Contented with my average par
I’m happy for my minor success
Allowing my life to effervesce
Thanks to the players, you know who you are
You’ve filled up my mind memoirs
If it wasn’t for you, I’d never have thought
To have picked up a pen and poetry sought
And to all those offended in my earlier days
Apologies and know I’ve changed my ways
Please put it down to teen anxiety
And I hope this covers it justifiably
I have continued to grow and demand equality
I have danced briefly in fame frivolity
Please allow this indulgence to go on
And please remember me when I’m gone
June 23rd
Ladies are great, they are the modern gentry
When others talk, they listen intently
Men are happy with a grunt and a nod
With no device for a further conversation prod
But ladies, there is something you don’t know
We’d love the ability to say more than hello
You should see us when we are pub bound
Making the world spin the right way round
We have opinions that don’t make sense
This blokey facade is just pretence
We long to be more Glee-full and start singing
We want our own version of Loose Women
How come you get your own show?
Talking with ease as feelings outflow
All we get is Gary Linekar
And his nodding dogs that constantly concur
Men still think that they make the decisions
But, we know behind every male Politian
There is the lady that dictates his movements
And gives ideas for constant improvement
A simple conversation around the house
Turns mediocre man as he absorbs from spouse
And the following day when he’s with work colleagues
He passes the idea off as one of he’s
Do all men secretly conspire and connive?
Or am I reading too much into the movie 9-5
When others talk, they listen intently
Men are happy with a grunt and a nod
With no device for a further conversation prod
But ladies, there is something you don’t know
We’d love the ability to say more than hello
You should see us when we are pub bound
Making the world spin the right way round
We have opinions that don’t make sense
This blokey facade is just pretence
We long to be more Glee-full and start singing
We want our own version of Loose Women
How come you get your own show?
Talking with ease as feelings outflow
All we get is Gary Linekar
And his nodding dogs that constantly concur
Men still think that they make the decisions
But, we know behind every male Politian
There is the lady that dictates his movements
And gives ideas for constant improvement
A simple conversation around the house
Turns mediocre man as he absorbs from spouse
And the following day when he’s with work colleagues
He passes the idea off as one of he’s
Do all men secretly conspire and connive?
Or am I reading too much into the movie 9-5
June 22nd
Twenty five weeks and thirty thousand words back
I decided to give my mind a track
To see if I could write my wrongs
And document my progress as I go along
All was going well until I started thinking
And now my word ship has started sinking
I don’t see to have a solution
I’ve made a literary execution
So I’m clutching for the last straw
Looking for a word guffaw
To start writing in the right direction
And ignite my daily introspection
So I turn to you to help inspire
Before I’ve begun I begun to expire
Which isn’t what I had in mind
My writing hill has steeply inclined
But with your help I’ll get over this
Raise my game and clench my fist
And shout out loud ‘Yes I can’
I have evolved from Neanderthal man
Take a look at what I’ve become
All shaven face and opposable thumb
And when they find me in fossilization
And carry out a thorough examination
They will hang me in a museum to admire me
With my carbon dated completed rhyme diary
I decided to give my mind a track
To see if I could write my wrongs
And document my progress as I go along
All was going well until I started thinking
And now my word ship has started sinking
I don’t see to have a solution
I’ve made a literary execution
So I’m clutching for the last straw
Looking for a word guffaw
To start writing in the right direction
And ignite my daily introspection
So I turn to you to help inspire
Before I’ve begun I begun to expire
Which isn’t what I had in mind
My writing hill has steeply inclined
But with your help I’ll get over this
Raise my game and clench my fist
And shout out loud ‘Yes I can’
I have evolved from Neanderthal man
Take a look at what I’ve become
All shaven face and opposable thumb
And when they find me in fossilization
And carry out a thorough examination
They will hang me in a museum to admire me
With my carbon dated completed rhyme diary
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