Good morning, its 6:57 sorry 6:58 on a Saturday morning, I'm sat in a Starbucks. I'm drinking their Christmas blend of filter coffee, they are playing Christmas music. Their Christmas music is different, its light hearted pop/ cover versions. The cast of Casualty sing like Bing, that sort of thing. It's music sung by familiar voices but people I can't name anymore. It's that awkward time of year, the cusp between people thinking it's too early to celebrate but more and more people are doing it so it seems easier to join in and I'm okay with that. There is a Christmas tree in the corner and all of the cups have a festive face on. The corporation is clearly focused at this time of year, but it seems to go deeper than that. Whether it is down to me being up before the sun or the caffeine in the yuletide blend or Starbucks customer service something is stirring in me. Maybe its the nostalgia of Christmases past. Maybe its just Cobham. Whatever ever it is, this big cynic (Me) is turning soft. It is Christmas and people start to smile a bit easier, they start to think about others a bit more and try to be the people they always wanted to be. I'm not a fan of 6:57 or 6:58 for that matter, but I am a fan of nice, people being nice and people realising that they have been nice to (I'm not sure that makes sense)
I hope you have a lovely end of 2014 and a cracking beginning to 2015, I hope you are able to see the people that make you feel good and I hope that I get to see you, if I am one of those people to you. Best wishes Gav
The year of the Gav
Saturday 29 November 2014
Thee year of the Gav
Wednesday 4 January 2012
December 31st
So that’s it, it’s done, the final page
I’ve been longing for this date
I’ve transcended my health and age
Now, it can finally abate
It’s been a test of endurance
It’s taken all of my nerve
Thank you for your deference
For taking the time to observe
This year, you have been a viewer
To one man’s struggling cries
Idea’s came less fast and more fewer
And the lows outnumbered the highs
But our hero, stuck to his convictions
He courageously stuck out his chin
He conquered negative predictions
And changed his lose to a win
However my work is now treated
Whether ridicule or with rejoice
I’m glad that it’s finally completed
I’m glad there are words for my voice
This book has taken some attending
With hard work and all of my heart
And although it feels like the ending
I know that it is only the start
December 30th
It's
not going to be a deal breaker
Its
won't show up in the stars
It
wont realign the equator
It's
not pure energy for cars
It's
not going to be a best seller
Or
help with curing hunger
It
won't be deemed as stellar
It
won't make you look any younger
It
won't make the ladies love you
It
won't stand you out from the crowd
It
wont help become more impromptu
It
wont silver line your grey cloud
But
for me this has been my beginning
For
me, it has changed my sky
I've
jumped on the world as it's spinning
And
submitted my right to reply
For
those of you who know me
And
my often laid back style
You've
helped clear up my debris
And restored my inner smile
Feel
free to accept your commendation
With
out you, this couldn't have happened
You've
made my year a sensation
Feel
free to jump on the bandwagon
For the input you feel you have
I'm
sure you'll quickly agree
This
has been The year of the Gav
Thank
you and well done me!
December 29th
Trying
to express how I feel
Waiting
upon the final reveal
I
want explode and tell the world
Fly
my flag fully unfurled
My
eyes well up with sadness
Outweighed
by the relief and gladness
Awoken
from my daily hypnosis
Sad
and happy in solid osmosis
Glowing
and internally proud
Wanting
to shout out loud
Look
at what I have created
my
first achievement, culminated
I'm
amazed that the end is near
Really,
has it been a year?
It's
flowed and dragged in equal measure
Giving
as much pain as pleasure
I'm
atop Everest with Hillary and Tenzing
I'm
Frodo Baggins disposing of the ring
My
journey hasn't stayed unblemished
First
stage is over but not finished
The
writing weight has been lifted
For
now the pressure has shifted
I'm
entering a chapter of not knowing
And
with your help, I'll keep the impetus going
December 28th
Next the task of editing
Next comes time for reason
Next is constant head hitting
Next comes silly season
Next is time to reflect
Next comes celebration
Next is the job to dissect
Next comes irritation
Next is staring blankly
Next comes empty head
Next come statements frankly
Next comes things unsaid
Next a time for thinking
Next comes a plateau
Next is confidence shrinking
Next comes, I don’t know
Next is desperately needed
Next is judgement day
Next precedes succeeded
Next is the only way
December 27th
What now,
I've finished writing?
What now, for the New Year?
What new project needs biting?
What next is still unclear
What happened this year was amazing
What happened to me as a man
It gave me more focused gazing
It gave me the start of a plan
The people who chose to come with me
Give me the strength that I need
The show of support and energy
Changed me and helped me succeed
Your part is not taken for granted
What now, for the New Year?
What new project needs biting?
What next is still unclear
What happened this year was amazing
What happened to me as a man
It gave me more focused gazing
It gave me the start of a plan
The people who chose to come with me
Give me the strength that I need
The show of support and energy
Changed me and helped me succeed
Your part is not taken for granted
It laid
foundations for my pride
It gave me
sense of seeds planted
And help
them to grow inside
What now,
as I reach the curtain?
What next? As I take my bow
I wondered but now know for certain
What next? As I take my bow
I wondered but now know for certain
The future
of ‘me’ is right now.
December 26th
may
your future be pleasant
may
your adventures all be new
may
your mind always be present
And
your skies always be blue
May
the new year make you wise
may
it bring you happiness
may
you breath in every surprise
and
feel your sorrow less
May
you keep yourself together
May
your family be your guide
May
you take, always, good weather
May
you feel more satisfied
May
you share in all the good times
May
you cancel out the bad
May
you taste a little sublime
with
the struggle you have had
May
you always be forgiven
by
those who know you best
May
the love that you have given
be
returned with interest
May
you start to open up doors
may
your windows open too
may
you soak up all the applause
That
is aimed at you
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