November 30th

People wrapped up, snug and tight

As Jack Frost begins to bite

The days so short they've lost their light

Hope for what's in store

Feel the snap of the winter chill

The build up of Christmas thrill

Much love to all and good will

it's wintertime once more

Winter brings the freezing ice

And the merry Christmas spice

A time for people to be nice

Thinking of their fellow man

A time when petty difference ends

A time for joy to ascend

Time for family and friends

Extend an open hand

Everywhere a happy scene

joining up from in-between

Lights bright on trees green

and perhaps a little fun

Hoping that the snow will fall

That Santa makes his annual call

A merry Christmas to you all

And god bless us, everyone

November 29th

My mind bullets have lost their aim

My fire is starting to lose its flame

The fun has gone out of my game

I'm feeling all at sea

More effort as each day passes

Should have paid attention in classes

My minds eye is needing glasses

starting to disagree

Got to build it up before it's over

Try to get back some composure

Need to finish and get some closure

This year is really dragging

I have put my mind up on trial

And want to end the year in style

Bring back my inner smile

earn the rights for bragging

Want to join up with the elite

yet still unfinished and incomplete

I will not face another defeat

it's all got too exciting

I've become more acquisitive

Found my streak competitive

I'm staying sane and positive

I've earned the right for writing

November 28th

And so I'm back at the scene of the crime

where I began my challenge of rhyme

It's here where just a small idea

Led to spoiling the best part of a year

Where's the year gone all bright and glossy

All my moneys been spent on coffee

It's only served to make my brain ache

The coffee didn't even keep me awake

The different flavours I have tasted

The countless hours I have wasted

I didn't see it coming, but they saw me

Buy 9 drinks and get the tenth one free

Skinny frappachino, chai tea mocha

I'm forgetting how to talk proper

so when my mind needs to deliberate

I head to the place that's become favourite

when I know my writing is pending

I look for esquires and follow the penguin

It's a nicer place to waste my time

And so I'm back at the scene of the crime

November 27th

Christmas is coming the turkeys getting scared

As jingle bells ring and happiness is declared

The food is bought with most over shopping

Awaiting full bellies and empty stockings

Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse

This was Christmas growing up in my house

Annual pictures of happy son and daughter

A bottle of ginger ale, bitter lemon and tonic water

Ferrero rocher and sugared almonds

Christmas jumpers worn by Noel Edmonds

Same films on, video set to record

A beautifully stocked and decorated sideboard

Endless booze bottles took up all the space

No one invited but it was 'just in case'

Mothers been up and cooking since dawn

Slaving over starters of avocado and prawn

Into the lounge in full Ellis styles

Presents stacked into individual piles

Taking turns to open presents

Family feeling burning incandescent

Eating and drinking too many calories

These are still my greatest memories

Christmas day over, but there is no sorrow

do it all again with the Carrolls tomorrow

November 26th

Ah routine, how are you, its been a while

Quickly dropped back into the old style

But this time different, I'm focused and steady

And for the next step, I'm getting ready

As one year closes, up opens another

And I edge closer to the back cover

Nearly there, you get the hint

It was a marathon, not a sprint

I can take time out to thanks my supporters

To my Wife at 'Gav' headquarters

You give me the strength for succeeding

Lending eye and ear to proof reading

You are my light, my shining sun

A part of you appears in every one

You are a helpful daily editor

And a great idea barometer

Thanks to my parents, from you son

Cos Dave 'likes' every single one

November 25th

No more dollars, no more high rise

But through the buildings I can see the skies

No more New York no more tourists

No more walking through the people forests

No more time being a day dreamer

No more thinking that the grass is greener

We had our holiday we've had our fun

it's time to finish what's been left undone

Time to seize opportunities

and engage again with superfluity

Climb back up upon my horse

put the writing back on course

I've got more reasons for my rhyme

and now it is 'can do' time

This at first was inconceivable

No its becoming tangibly achievable

It's fraternal now, it's not just me

I've got readers reading in Germany

Thank you for reading, I'm suitably impressed

I'll buy you a stein at the next Oktoberfest

November 24th

Nowhere does Christmas like New York

They light the lights and pop the cork

Each building is more magnificent

The brighter the lights the less efficient

But no one seems to bat an eye

Except the stopping passers by

Trees and windows full of swank

8 foot soldiers outside a bank

Even the corporate trucks and cars

Are decorated with snow and stars

And for the intrepid Jewish explorer

You'll find the occasional menorah

The outsides of Macy's and Bloomingdales

both have their special window trails

Thy incorporate a Christmas mantra

And people pay and queue for Santa

Back in the UK it's a bit of a flop

How will Santa know where to stop

New York has decked the halls with holly

And it tis the season to feel jolly