Poetry

If there's one thing I've always enjoyed writing, it's some poetry. It's often therapeutic to write down your thoughts and channel the energies into something that others may enjoy over time. If you like what you see and wish to obtain some more, please use the contact me page to do so. Thank you.

The last five years' worth of poetry are archived below (apart from April 2021 and January 2024, no poems those months) which you can also check out:

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Here's the poems for March 2025:

In Search of Hundred Acre Wood

I roam the Ashdown Forest
With its many trees and steep hills
Looking for a special place
That as a child gave me thrills
I would read all of the books
And be disenchanted by Disney
But I knew I wanted to find the place
That is part of literary history
The climb up the hill and the bracken
Showed the way to this great place
And as I admired the plaque here
I felt a warm cosy embrace
Down below me I could see the wood
That is the five hundred acre one below
The one that became just a hundred
For the tales of Winnie the Pooh I'd know
There was a sense of my childhood
As I would read those enchanting tales
Knowing the walk was doing me good
And some lovely nostalgia never fails.

(It did feel quite emotional discovering the location of the real life location that inspired Hundred Acre Wood in the original stories of Winnie the Pooh, and definitely the whole Ashdown Forest was lovely to walk around too - definitely well worth a revisit methinks.)

The Great Unknown

So the company that you've worked long and hard for
Have been bought out for a fair sum by another
It's now a case of determining how that all works
And whether there is room for you and some of the others
The discovery period has been launched
And this means you all get to know what each others do
There's a sense that you want to share information
But others are not just as forthcoming with you
It really does feel like no one knows what is going on
As decisions appear to be nowhere near being due
Is this because there is a sense of difficulty ahead
Or is that there is not enough knowledge amongst you?
It is a difficult time and there are some tough decisions
But the longer that you may feel the great unknown, too
You just want someone to tell you straight what's going on
So you can make plans for if the worst happens to you.

(I am sure anyone who has gone through any form of company takeover or restructure can relate - it's the not knowing that certainly is the concern.)

The Final Countdown

Back in the day when I could get an away ticket
To stand on the terraces with my uncle
We would be able to get to a some local grounds
And enjoy the away experience to the full
One such occasion was a trip to Ewood Park
To see us play at Blackburn Rovers not too well
But every time we'd visit this ground
There would be one tale that we could tell
If you got to the ground earlier on
You would hear the first play of this song
And by the time kick off loomed large
It was played five times which just was so wrong
It was The Final Countdown by Europe
A song since embellished in my brain
One where it would haunt me for years since
As we'd never be the same again.

(The joys of hearing the same song around five times in an hour or so before kick off. Almost murdered as much as Dirty Laundry by Don Henley before Manchester City reserve games.)

Religion Is Hate

All around you all you can see
Are those who want to wage war
And yet when asked why this is so
Religion is cited as the most likely cause
Is this because it's drummed into some
That following their way is the only way
And to be anything other than what
They perceive as normal isn't the right way?
I noticed at occasions that I've been to
That some religious group doth protest
That to be gay somehow isn't compliant
With the religion that claims to know best
What complete nonsense that must be
And what a complete lie you've been told
If the only way to survive is through religion
Then I'm proof it's not true, and I'll grow old
Knowing that people take religion too seriously
And it ends up being a type of hate
That I don't need in this world right now
And shows that some religion isn't great.

(Inspired by Slayer's track "Cult". Pretty much sums up most of my feelings about religion that and even more relevant with recent events.)

Playtime Cat Haiku

Brian loves to play
When the sun is shining bright
Staring at the birds.

(Brian the cat loves a little play out on the patio and just sits there and watches the birds in the trees, doing his little cute bird call. Awwww.)