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

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

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

December 25th

Head together for the final week

Glint in my eye, tear on my cheek

Looking bright, where once looked bleak

No words can describe

The count down reaches single figures

there's so much more now to consider

Instead of shrinking it's getting bigger

Makes me feel alive

There's lots more to get done

Many more tales to be spun

The marathon is only half run

I didn't mean to start this

But every step is a delight

less darkness coming into light

The first time I've had to fight

And now I cant resist

Looking forward to the next step

And to being out of my depth

hold your nose, take a deep breath

Get ready for the wave

Who'd of thought this time last year

That'd I'd would get this near

Thank you all for being here

I believe in being brave

December 24th

We wave farewell and good bye land

My once upon a fairytale highland

Until we return to my beautiful island

keep the people right

from the memories of yesteryear

to friendships that we still hold dear

warms our minds when we're not here

humble and polite

from the joys of the property trade

to the memories, forever delayed

Thoughts belong to those who stayed

keep carrying the light

you always give me that comfort feeling

which leaves me to question the meaning

Why are you always semi appealing

free and a fancy flight

I miss and permanently reminisce

with warmth and difficult to resist

I'm caught up in a loving tryst

I love my Isle of Wight

December 23rd

I’m going to get out more, not become captive

Take the reins by being more proactive

Shout out loud, I’m done with keeping quiet

Doing more will become my New Year diet

I’ve had enough of being regular Joe

I want to be a better me, by doing what I know

I don’t know how, but it’s worth a try

I’ll make another pass as the world is passing by

Joining in will become my new religion

Taking chances is my next decision

Having an opinion is your prerogative

Surpass the minions, by being positive

Open more doors just by saying yes

Say farewell to subtle and finesse

What’s the point of having ideas?

If you keep it locked in doubts and fears

Be who you are, just come out and say it

It’s your guitar, but how often do you play it

Use your time to become effective

Show them how, write your own directive

If you want to achieve and make it through

You have to believe in what you do

December 22nd

Words don’t come as easy, thoughts are not as nice

Subjects far too cheesy, repeated once or twice

Now I’m not controlling, now I’m out of bounds

Preparing for consoling and hearing sorry sounds

Where once I had energy, where once freedom reigned

I’m lacking moral synergy, and feeling talent feigned

Once more unto the breach my friends, once more pen to pad

Once more to project that never ends, once more to raving mad

It wasn’t meant to be this hard, it was meant as a soft gesture

Now I’m feeling mentally scarred, as draining starts to fester

But what of feedback mentioned, what of the positive thoughts

Wouldn’t that help to aid ascension and help find the path that is sought

It’s only by writing and reading, it’s only by growing inside

That you’ll find the path for proceeding, you’ll get back into your stride

So take bad, the ugly and good make best use of all feelings

Without the down times and deadwood, you’ll never know you need healing