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Jan 2018 · 310
Leaving Memphis
Jackie Mead Jan 2018
We're leaving memphis today
Thoroughly enjoyed our stay
Blues and Soul music on repeat
A walk up the famous Beale Street
Sun studios is a must of course, where legends got their first break
Johnny Cash, Carl Perkins, Jerry Lewis and Elvis too
Gracelands you have to do!
Elvis's cars, golf buggies, bikes and planes
He loved his toys the collection is insane
From Memphis Tennessee by Amtrak cutting across the South, along the mississippi to Louisiana
Destination New Orleans
What will we see, what will we do?
Where will we go to eat at night?
Will there be Jazz bands in the streets, dancers and drummers at your feet.
What is that makes NOLA unique?
I started this on 9th when leaving memphis but only published today due to WiFi
Jan 2018 · 297
The flight that was delayed
Jackie Mead Jan 2018
From NOLA to Charlotte and onto Heathrow
That was the journey we had chosen to go
Upon arrival and customs cleared
We see a board all destinations confirmed here
We find departure to Charlotte it's clear, delay is upon us, we may not make our connection we fear
Noone around to ask or confirm, no customer service to help find our way round
Were British so to the bar we go
Fill up our glasses, take it real slow
Just like we learned in NOLA this week life is short so make it sweet.
Delay at new orleans Airport means we may not make our connection back to the UK, can't worry about what will be, will be, hopefully all will be fine but let's see how it goes
Jan 2018 · 279
6am
Jackie Mead Jan 2018
6am
Up with the larks
People rushing in the dark
Quickly, quickly from A to B
Where are they going?  
what will they see?
People watching, eyes alert
Do people notice if others are hurt?
Are they too busy to ever see the
hidden secrets of you and me?
Modern day life, everyone busy, busy, busy, only time to focus on self.
Waiting to get on shuttle bus thus morning started 2nd in queue, ended  up last overwhelmed by tourists from other countries, so being English and not wanting to give bad impression said nothing but it made me think, not  for the first time, that we now live in a very selfish society.
Jan 2018 · 503
Elvis - Limerick style
Jackie Mead Jan 2018
There was a handsome man named Elvis
Who had a wriggly pelvis
He shook, rattled and rolled and lo and behold
The man with loose hips became famous
Big Elvis fan, on way to Memphis tomorrow 4 nights at Gracelands on 8th January and then onto New Orleans, sooooo excited
Jan 2018 · 419
Happy New Year
Jackie Mead Jan 2018
Happy New Year to one and all as we wait to see how the cards fall
Our journey begins for 365 days, make sure you connect the dots along the way
Each day is a page for you to write your story
Let your dreams unfold in all their glory
So Poets I cannot wait to read what you Pen individually.
There remains only one thing left to say
Happy New Year, Happy 365 days.

Let's write **
Jackie Mead Dec 2017
Mince Pies and Clotted Cream go together like a dream.
Like  Jelly and Ice Cream
Like Green and Red are Christmas colours
Like Crackers go off with a bang
Like Christmas lights all shiny and bright
Like Carols sung at midnight
Like children waiting excitedly to see whether they've been good or bad
Like every special Christmas you have ever had
Like Christmas Pudding with pennies inside
Like a shiny new bike taken for its first ride
Like train sets set up for hours of play
Like joy and excitement on Christmas Day.
Jackie Mead Dec 2017
As we take a break before new year and congratulate ourselves for surviving Christmas and all the cheer.
We've wrapped all our presents, exchanged them with loved ones, sampled tons of food, drunk lots of wine and beer.

Onto New Years Eve at full speed, dressing up, partying all night, prosecco bottles popped, party games played, tables laid with tons of leftover food mince pies, crackers and cheese, roast potatoes with sunflower seeds.

Raising our glasses in a private moment to loved ones lost, trying not to cry, at least not for too long.

New Years Day we will stand on the scales take a deep breath and slowly exhale.

The numbers have climbed higher than we'd like, I'm trying to remember when I last rode my bike.

My New Years resolution list begins, nothing simple I will challenge myself with pride.

I'm going to lose a bucket of weight, maybe relearn how to skate, I'll join the gym and go every night, give up the drink and anything fun including cakes, biscuits and the odd bun.

I'll walk every day no matter how late, cook everything from scratch on our plate, learn a new language or maybe two, take the grandchildren to the zoo.

I'm going to swim the English Channel, roller skate with the grandkids, get a tattoo of fake eyelids.

I'm going to eat salad every day, give thanks for every day, write in my journal, learn to pray, meditate and salutate to the sun, go for a 10mile run.

If I get unscathed to the end of another year, I'm going to raise a glass of that local beer and drink in full the Christmas cheer.

Happy Christmas and New Year everyone ☓
Happy New Year everyone, thank you for welcoming me into the HP fold in 2017, here's to many more hours/days/months of entertaining, enlightening poems from you all, see you in 2018.
Jackie Mead Dec 2017
Prince Simon, Prince Jason and Princess Sophie lived a regal life.

Slaying dragons and battling witches by day, monsters and zombies by night.

Each day brought adventures new, trips on boats and to the zoo.

One particular day when feeling bored, Prince Simon decided to explore.

Down to the basement, he slowly sneaked, quietly to take a peek.  New adventures he did seek.  
Simon decided to explore.
A rickety old wardrobe he did find and suddenly an adventure sprang to mind

Searching in the wardrobe what do you think he found…

“Come on Prince Jason, Princess Sophie too, come into the wardrobe and look what I have found
A snow globe, all beautiful and round”, “shake it Princess Sophie what do you see a festive setting with us three.”

Climb into the wardrobe pull your dress in tight, we are about to take flight.
Into the wardrobe all three did climb, and soon the wardrobe started to rock and shake, getting higher and higher and faster and faster it suddenly left the ground.

“Where are we going” shouted Princess Sophie, “destination unknown” said Prince Simon, “no change of clothes” Prince Jason asked, “not this time” said Prince Simon, “we are fine as we are, I’m not sure if were going that far”.

Soon enough the trip had ended, and the wardrobe landed on the floor, Prince Simon, Prince Jason & Princess Sophie opened the door and set off to explore.

This new land they had found, had lots of white snow all over the ground and white snow in all the trees.
Prince Simon, Prince Jason and Princess Sophie fell to their knees, delighted to see such a lot of snow they started to make snowballs and began to throw them at each other, laughing and wheezing with delight, they took aim and threw with all their might.
30mins later and wet through they weren’t sure where they had landed or what they had come to do.

They began to start looking around when on the floor Prince Jason found some footprints that looked quite small, not as big as horse or as small as a mouse, Prince Jason thought they belonged to a reindeer, all three of them began to cheer.

They set off following the small footprints until they found themselves on top of a small hill looking down the hill they could see a Fairyland Grotto, sparkling and white a sheer picture of pure delight.
They looked around to see if they could find a map, which would show where all the stalls were at.

Princess Sophie was the first to shout, “let’s take a tumble down the hill and check under the mat of the first Chalet to see if that is where the map is at”

All three agreed and tumbling to their bellies did roly poly down the hill, the first to come to a standstill was Prince Simon who looked under the mat and found the map was exactly where they'd thought it was at.

Prince Simon, Prince Jason and Princess Sophie looked excitedly, the very first stop was at the Toy Factory.

Situated to their left they entered the doors very slowly, then took a deep breath as they did see hundreds of Elves making toys in all their glory.
Working hard to make toys of wood and of metal too, from board games to cars, puzzles to bikes the Princes and Princess could not believe their eyes.
The Elves were working very fast and all the toys they made were sure to last.
The Elves were delighted to have company and agreed to stop and have a cup of tea, with all three.
Cups of tea and plates of cakes, mince pies and scones were soon assembled, and hurriedly eaten. The children were delighted to be having tea with the Elves, couldn’t help themselves but ask, do you know if we three are on the Good List or the Naughty?

Ha! Ha! Said the Elves wouldn’t you like to know but we still have several weeks to go.
It isn’t until the last minute the decision is made, so Santa asks that you are good all year round and not just today.

Once tea was over the Elves did say that they could move on to the next stop which was to groom the reindeers, feed them too and clean the stable of their smelly poo.

The children laughed and giggled they really were excited they exited the Toy Factory and went next door, the reindeers were in a stable and the children started to explore.
They were joined by the Head Groomsman a very elderly Elf who had a long white beard, moustache and hair and a pointed hat upon his head.

Prince Jason asked the Groomsman if they “could feed the reindeers please?” Princess Sophie was so excited she started to shout and wheeze “Please Mr Groomsman, Please?” “Can we feed the reindeer a carrot and some milk too? I don’t mind if I have to clean up his smelly poo”

Prince Jason and Prince Simon were not too sure and began to walk backwards towards the door, ready to make their escape should it occur that they had to clean the stables for the reindeers.

Mr Groomsman began to laugh, his belly began to shake, “it is OK young children please come in, you can feed the reindeers a carrot and milk, then brush them clean, you don’t need to clean up anything else, that is the work of the younger Elves”

The children were delighted and ran into the stables, first the Head Groomsman gave them a brush and showed them how to groom.
Next the children gave each of the reindeer a carrot and saucer of milk, smoothed the reindeer some more then the Head Groomsman said, “I hear that the three of you are expected next door, where Santa awaits to hear your list, don’t keep him waiting you do not want to miss the chance to speak” “Today will be the last day for a while, as he is working hard to bring a smile to every child’s face on Christmas Day”.

“A few rules before you go:
“Talk quietly and real slow, if you talk too fast or begin to shout you will not make sense and then you may miss out.
“Ask for Toys or Books or sweets, maybe socks for your feet but do not ask to solve world peace, Santa is always working on this, but it is very hard as you can imagine and takes more than one person.”
Ask for things for your mummy and daddy, your brother and sister, thinking of others is a good trait and will please Santa, now run along be good children and don't be late”
One last thing before you go Rudolph is looking forward to meeting you today, but his Red Nose is poorly and won’t come out to play, so please don’t tease or laugh or wheeze when Rudolph Nose does not come shiny and bright “

The children promised the Head Groomsman they would behave, said farewell and went on their way.

Next door to the Stable Hut resided Santa’s hut before they knocked on the door Prince Simon looked at Prince Jason and Princess Sophie and began to implore “let’s think about what we are going to ask, we don’t want to fail this task”

The three children stopped and put their heads together and slowly they began to say which each thought would be a nice surprise for their Parents to open on Christmas Day.

Prince Simon said, “for Mummy that’s easy she likes dressing up a new scarf and gloves to match her coat”
Prince Jason declared “for Daddy a book or cd for the car”
Princes Sophie sighed and said, “for Granny and Nanny a new duvet for their beds”

All three agreed it was a good list, Prince Simon stepped up to knock on the door.
Slowly the door opened and revealed the room inside. Santa was sat on a chair with Rudolph by his side.
“Welcome, welcome, children” Santa cried, “come in, come in don’t be shy, don't stand there  it’s awfully cold outside”.
The children entered and dutifully closed the door, waiting patiently for Santa to speak.
Santa called them by their names and asked if they had a special gift they would like on Christmas day.  
The children became quite shy and uncertain what to say.
Again, Prince Simon, Prince Jason and Princess Sophie put their heads together to agree what would be best when Santa laughed and said, “I was only putting you to the test”
Of course, I know what each of you would like but it depends on whether you’ve been Good or Bad
The children started to pull a face and looked very Sad, they weren’t sure if they had behaved well enough throughout the year.

Santa decided to put them out of their misery turned to each of them and said:

Prince Simon – you have attended school every day you could, you’ve completed your Maths Homework, made a book rack out of wood and in addition your Teacher has been pleased to say that you are cheerful every day.  

Prince Jason – you too have attended school every day that you could, you’ve excelled in English and Sports.
Your Teacher is delighted to have you in her class and you can easily cheer everyone up with one of your hearty laughs.

Princess Sophie – finally you have attended school every day excel in English and Ballet
Your Teacher is happy to have you in her class and trusts you to help new pupils orient their way around the school on their first day.

These are very good reports, but we give the final say to your Parents, so let’s see what they have to say:

Prince Simon – our eldest son makes us very proud he studies heartily and never is too loud.  
He looks after his brother and sister and includes them in his fun, he really is a very well-behaved number one son.

Prince Jason – our middle child is fun to be around, he never gets too angry, always makes his bed and doesn’t let his intelligence go to his head.
He takes his studies at school seriously and hands his work in on time, he really is a well-behaved middle child.

Princess Sophie – our youngest child, has a little bit of wild but not too much, just enough to keep us on our toes that is for sure, she makes friends easily and always has a smile for everyone to see. she really is a well behaved youngest child.


Santa sighed, “I wished all children had these same reports, for certain if you do nothing naughty in the next 10 days your names will be on the Good List come Christmas Day”.

The three children cheered and wanted to ask what presents Santa had in mind but decided to decline, the three children decided to wait and be surprised.

All this time Rudolph had sat quietly by Santa’s side not saying a word and trying not to look at the children he really didn’t want to be noticed or heard, he wasn’t feeling right, his usually very Red nose did not come shiny and bright.
Princess Sophie noticed him out of the corner of her eye, ran to kneel by his side and put her hand around his neck lovingly declared “You are our very favourite reindeer”  
The Two Princes joined Princess Sophie and sighed and said “Rudolph have no fear that your nose is not Red at this time of year, there’s ten days to go before your nose is required to light up the way for Santa on Christmas Day”
If you rest and hydrate it is not too late and your nose will be right and shiny and bright for Santa on Christmas Eve night”

Rudolph was delighted and gave the children a nudge and a sloppy kiss to their ears, all three children giggled sillily.

“Now, now”, Santa said, “you have been gone a long time, you really should return home, your Mummy will be worried about you and that will never do”

They climbed into the rocket and, set the destination to their home not quite a million miles below.
As they approached their home, the roof started to open wide and the rocket began to slow, the ride was nearly over they did not have far to go.
Very soon the wardrobe landed safely on the floor, the children were exhausted and ran to open the door; out they fell full of excitement and looking for their mummy, The Queen.
Princess Sophie ran out first excitedly shouting “Mummy you never guess where we have been, we’ve been to Lapland to See Santa’s Hut and Rudolphs Nose which did not light and a Head Groomsman who was a real delight, plus all the Elves took tea with us too, we really did have fun, can we go again next year”.
“Slow down” Mummy smiled and said, “it’s getting late, it’s almost time for bed”.
If you run along to your room, get dressed for bed and clean your teeth, I will be along in a while to read you a story and you can tell me all about your trip to Lapland today, I can’t wait to hear what you all have to say”
Mummy closed the door and said “Good Night sweet children, sleep tight, say your wishes with all of your might, may all your wishes and dreams come true for you on Christmas Day”
A big thank you if you read this to the end, I hope you enjoy this seasonal story, it's a work in progress but let me know what you think.
Merry Christmas everyone ☓
Dec 2017 · 657
Pretty Poem
Jackie Mead Dec 2017
I want to write a poem, pretty as can be
Using words to paint a picture for everyone to see
I would throw in words of beauty, strength, loyalty, faith, and respect
Add in Fun, adventurous too now the picture is beginning to look a lot like you.
On the canvas, I would draw my heart, wrap the words around it, tie it with a big red bow.
Hand you the package marked handle with care
Treat me gently sweetheart and you can take me anywhere
Dec 2017 · 268
The other side of Christmas
Jackie Mead Dec 2017
For some, of course, Christmas is not the same
Lonely nights and lots of pain
Walking the streets late at night, heads hung low, dog by their side
Searching for somewhere safe to lay their head, somewhere to be their bed
Maybe a park bench or under the bridge, shop storefronts keep them warm and dry
Until the morning comes and they move on by
Trying to keep from being seen, lest people who don't know them treat them mean
Some sit begging for a handout or a hand up
Hands wrapped around a Costa Coffee Cup
Trying to keep the last of the warmth in their bones
Some dull the pain by becoming ******
All they ask is do not judge if you don't know their story
Perhaps take the time to help out a bit, donate some clothes or gifts
Pay forward drinks in coffee shops, especially this time of year
And help in some small way to raise a bit of Christmas Cheer
Homelessness is a real problem for adults and children too.
I can't say I know a lot about it but this year we have had a toy drive in work for the Salvation Army and it was heartening to see the number of gifts donated.
Dec 2017 · 1.8k
What Christmas means to me
Jackie Mead Dec 2017
At work Tinsel on the PC and lights scattered on the tree
Time off to spend with the family
Decorations throughout the house
Christmas Tree too big, needles dropping on the floor
Frantic last minute shopping for stocking gifts from the late night store
Wrapping presents, writing cards ready to send
Mince Pies and Mulled Wine drunk with friends
Laughter from the GrandChildren excited for the day
Elvis Christmas songs on in the car, set on loop to play
Presents opened in pjyjamas sitting on the floor
Lazy breakfast with the Kids, Grandchildren and more
Late meal on the day
Turkey, Pigs in Blanket, Roast Potatoes and veg, all the trimmings
Christmas Pud and Brandy Sauce
Turkey Stew and dumplings on Boxing Day
Meals shared with the family, everyone helping with the food, sharing the load and spreading the love as everyone should
Walks with the neighbours next door and anyone who wants to join in
Popping into the Pub for a welcome beer
Christmas Carols ringing out cheer
Board games out and playing begins, rules changing, shouting, laughing out loud, a bit of playful cheating can be heard
Wrapping up warmly with scarves, hats and gloves
snuggling up to the one that you love.

I love this time of the year - don't you?
I don't have young ones to put out milk and mince pies for Santa anymore, that gets done at their houses but I do love Christmas time, family gatherings, shared meals with family and friends, wrapping presents, writing cards the works
Nov 2017 · 197
The Boss
Jackie Mead Nov 2017
My word I feel dizzy
I cannot stop the smile from spreading across my face, it must be half a mile
I'm finding it hard to breathe too
My legs feel funny and a little bit gooey
I'm beginning to get the shakes
My feet are twitching they won't stay still
I'm spinning round and round
My heart is in my mouth

Do I just turn around or leave everything to fate?

My hero The Boss is on twitter to me
I'm very emotional and feel a bit funny, it really can't be true
Whoever it is must think I'm dim, is it just a Brilliant Disguise, Is twitter feed full of lies?
Do I wish it to happen too much?
Others better than me would say why you why not me today
Oh well here goes I'm all in something good has got to start happening

Can't deny it feeling rather nervous, have spent some money I normally wouldn't but lifes about taking chances isn't that for sure
I hope I don't come out of this feeling sore
It would take the edge off the day, and I would just feel like crawling away

You make your own fate so let's see where this journey  will take me
It's been a weird day, let's see how it ends
Nov 2017 · 263
Running, searching, seeking
Jackie Mead Nov 2017
Running, searching, seeking, looking for that sign
The one that says your welcome, please come inside
The sign that says your wanted
The sign that says your mine

Running, searching, seeking looking for that sign
A red rose resting on piano keys
A man who has fallen to his knees
A man with love in his eyes

Running, searching, seeking looking for that sign
A gentle kiss on your lips
A hug to say everything is OK
A smile to hold you for a while

Running, searching, seeking, looking for that sign
The one that says your welcome, please come inside
The sign that says your wanted
The sign that says your mine

Running, searching, seeking looking for that sign
I found my sign upon the door
It said look inside if your looking for more
Go on be brave take a peep and you will forever be mine to keep
Nov 2017 · 194
I should be up
Jackie Mead Nov 2017
But in fact I'm down
Should be smiling not wearing a frown
My book got published yesterday
And that should make me happy
Instead why does my brothers opinion matter so much
I guess it's cos I need his trust
Should be happy my two Princes and A Princess Fly to the Moon got published yesterday but my brother has told my mum it's a scam publishing its not I know peeps who have published with them but I'm still unhappy that mum and bruv don't appear to trust me
Nov 2017 · 269
Friendship
Jackie Mead Nov 2017
Choose your friends and hold them tight
Squeeze them, hug them, with all your might
Appreciate them, confide in them, don't let them go, encourage them to stretch and grow
They will be there still when others have retreated, the best friends are those that remain seated.

One day you will truly see how good Friendships can truly be
When your feeling lost and down, searching for something to replace your frown
Reach for your closest of Friends, a bottle of wine and some chips and dips, let the gossip flow free from your lips

Diss the trends of today, Big up your assets and that of your friends, whilst eating chocolate and giggling silly, you will begin to see the world much differently

By the end of the evening, laughing and wheezing you will see how truly amazing Friendships can be.

Give your best friend a hug today
Friendship, i am lucky to have known my best friend for 40 years and we know each other inside out
Nov 2017 · 152
Limerick 3
Jackie Mead Nov 2017
There once was a man from Pool
Who wanted the latest electronic tool
He searched high and low on new gadgets to go, his money got stole
He felt a right fool that man from Pool
Nov 2017 · 175
Limerick 2
Jackie Mead Nov 2017
There once was a woman from Cattedown
Who loved to act like a clown
She had really big feet, tripped down the stairs in her sleep
And now you don't see her around
Just a bit of fun
Nov 2017 · 128
Limerick1
Jackie Mead Nov 2017
There once was man from Plymouth
Who had a really big mouth
He opened it wide, a yacht slipped inside, he went out with the tide
Now he lives in Mclouth
The unfortunate man from Plymouth
I love this poet and his sense of humour, nonsense, the limericks and his stories always bring a smile to my face
Hope these make you smile, they made me smile writing them
Nov 2017 · 204
Lethargy
Jackie Mead Nov 2017
"Tired" people look at you and say
Get some extra sleep it'll soon go away
"But sleeps not the problem"  I begin to say
Then look into their eyes, they've already gone away

Some that aren't kind say it's getting old
I don't have a problem with that being told
But I don't think a proper diagnosis is "your getting old lol"
3 weeks back I could run 5k, more than they would walk in a day

So it's not my age or my bones
I have great warmth, I'm not feeling cold
What can this tiredness be, maybe it's good old fashioned lethargy, now known as PTSD

Don't get me wrong I'm no sloth but right now it's hard to get out of bed with that said "just pass me the duvet and let me pull it up over my head"
Ignoring the world for just a bit longer until I feel that bit stronger
Losing two good peeps on less than 12 months and a road traffic accident too has taken its toll, felt very fatigued, sluggish, bloated last 3 weeks, beginning to feel a bit better now
Nov 2017 · 255
Sweet Friend
Jackie Mead Nov 2017
My sweet friend
Hold my hand
Let me take you to a better land
A land where everyone is unique
A land where petals pave the street
A land where everyone is happy and free
A land where you would want to be
Oh, sweet friend, I can take you there, just take my hand and follow me there.

My sweet friend
Hold my hand
Together we can stroll to far away lands
Lands where love conquers all
Lands where we can revive our souls
Lands that are serene and so divine
Lands that were created before the start of time
Oh, sweet friend, I can take you there, just take my hand and follow me there.

My sweet friend
Hold my hand
We can make a life in another land
A land where we can love each other
A land where we are true to each other
A land like no one else will see
A land unique to you and me
Oh, sweet friend, I can take you there, just take my hand and follow me there.

My Sweet Friend
Place your hand upon my heart, we can be together until death do us part
don't know why, just came to me - hope you like
Nov 2017 · 782
Sleep eludes me..
Jackie Mead Nov 2017
I don't know why
Counting sheep,... 1, 2, 3
That doesn't work, try the Art of Zen
I can't draw with a Pen, not sure why I thought I could be an Artist of Zen
Back to counting Sheep,... 8,9,10
That doesn't work yet again
Got myself a new fangled watch that tracks your sleep
Tells me last night I slept 8hrs, 5 light and 3 deep
Tonight I'm going to turn out my phone at half past nine, run a bath, meditate maybe even drink some wine
I'll do anything legal to catch those zzzz's
They won't beat me He! He! He!
Just a bit of fun
Jackie Mead Nov 2017
Oh America we feel for you today, 26 lives stolen away
Praying in church for God to rest their souls , lives taken both young and old.
We weep and cry for the family members that remain, hoping that one day they will feel less pain.

Reason on hiatus, no way to make any sense
violence and hatred rampant, way too many, dead
all that's left, is aftermath, no justice too dispense
burying lives, for those who survive, and every tear dropped, or shed

Picking up the pieces, trying to move on, now that 26 lives have gone.
Trying to make sense of what’s left behind
Rewriting Gun Laws, springs to mind, not to take away your right to arms.
Just to make it harder for those that like to inflict harm.

Fight the fight, and know within your heart and soul
remembering those, we can't replace
and in church our guns, to hold

26 souls taken suddenly away,
Lets us all offer our thoughts and prayers to those left behind
Showing the world Humanity wins everytime.

Pray the prayers, and hang our heads, my friends
for those who are with us, no more
and to heaven's gates, commend

Amen
Rest In Peace - Sutherland Springs 26, Texas 06.11.2017
A collaboration with Temporal Fugue,a US\UK Collaboration, thinking of all those involved
Nov 2017 · 516
Lest we forget
Jackie Mead Nov 2017
Today on Plymouth ***, stood showing our respects.
Amongst the ceramic poppies
standing, tall proud and *****.
An installation of "Blood Swept Lands and Seas of Red"
Each one representing a life lost at war
Reminding us life is precious, Lest we Forget.
The least we can do is buy a Poppy.

Support your local heroes buy a Poppy this November.
Seems right to post this again today in remembrance of  all lost lives in all wars.
Thank you for giving your life do we can live.  
Went to visit the Poppy installation on Plymouth *** today, stunningly beautiful and very thought provoking, the original installation at the tower of London in 2014 had 886,000 ceramic poppies, each one representing a British soldier killed in WW1, most were sold off to raise funds for services charities the rest have been touring the country
Jackie Mead Oct 2017
I can't believe it's nearing the end of the year, darker nights drawn in and days are getting chilly.
Halloween tomorrow with all of its fun and all of its sorrow.
Lost souls walking upon our hallowed earth, searching for their way home.
We hang up lanterns to guide them on their way, decorate our houses inside and out, dress ourselves up to look like zombies and witches, bake pumpkin pie and hot dogs too.
Children calling, knocking, shouting trick or treat, hoping to be given some small sweets.
5 days later on November 5th we celebrate Guy Fawkes night,
Gun powder, treason and plot was the game that nearly saw James I go up in flames.
Now we celebrate fireworks day with bonfires a glow, jacket potatoes cooked on open fires cooked real slow.
Fireworks displays aplenty safer than at home, bundle your children up warm its going to be a late night.
Once these dates are over it really is clear Christmas is just around the corner, same as the end of year.

Let's make what's left count, have a happy end of year people.
As I say in the title this is number 50 and i just wanted to get it done, then it's done,never to be done again, not my best but hey it's done now.
Also in the title i refer to the dreaded word Christmas is it too soon, i don't know, all i know is that i have 8 celebrations before Christmas Day, 5 in one week before the end of November, so i usually delay Christmas shopping untill all the birthdays are done but this year ive started early and bought my first Christmas present, don't know why i just saw it and knew immediately who it would be good for so seemed the right thing to do, anyway whatever your take whether its early or not i hope you enjoy the poem and my mad ramblings he! he!
Oct 2017 · 972
Money for nothing
Jackie Mead Oct 2017
The song and chicks for free but that doesn't mean much to me

Money for nothing, oh yes please
Give me lots of money and please don't tease
Can't wait for my numbers to be drawn to decide my fate
I'm sure a lot of you can relate
I will spend it recklessly until nothing is left
Bet it all on a three horse nag
Go shopping and buy the most expensive of bags
Buy a big 75inch TV with Netflix and Internet ready, so I can social media whilst flicking channels and ordering pizza
I would buy the latest iPhone, iPad too maybe even buy the children their own zoo.
I would purchase the most expensive labels for my head, coat and shoes
Maybe even purchase a company or two
I would buy land to build a home
Furnish the garden with garden gnomes
I would buy a star or two and name them Oskar and Ted
Buy my grandchildren all brand new beds
I would buy us all bikes so we could cycle for miles
Splash out on holidays that make us all smile.
I would give some money back to my City, spend some on street lighting at night its lit dimly.
I would give to my family so they can freely live
I would give to charity to help others children, babies and their mothers, brain tumors, cancer, lung disease and others too.
Oh how I wish for this dream to come true.
I know it's a famous Dire Straits song, it is also a line from Crime and Punishment that I'm reading at the moment and felt inspired when reading it to put pen to paper. Strange how three words can inspire a whole poem.
Just a little fun poem - How would you spend yours?
Jackie Mead Oct 2017
Well today I've had the grandchildren
Playing in my house
Really they've been as good as a mouse; theyve watched TV and played on the wii
Crawled all over the furniture and then crawled all over me
We've been out for dinner and closed the door, leaving behind the mess on the floor
We've walked to the park and watched swans running on the water
Laughed at the silliness at the sight of these birds
Talking about how they look in flight; they really do look absurd
Well now the day is done they've gone off to their home
All that's left is to clean up the mess, shouldn't take long; I'll call in the army to help me clear after all its a war zone surely they will see that it will take an army as well as you and me.
He! He! Love my grandkids but they ain't half messy but when they crawl on your lap and give you milky kisses all is forgiven
Oct 2017 · 461
A Taste of Greece
Jackie Mead Oct 2017
Skies of bright blue
Seas of Emerald Green
All the colours of the rainbow in between

Blue and White upon their flag
Bright purple flowers on sandstone coloured walls
The sands are white and dark in places
The fields are green and brown in traces

The sun shines gold on the streets
The music plays a very light beat
People lounging on the sands
Goats free to run around

Markets in the mountains selling products homemade
Monastries look as though their falling down, needing to be saved
Cash is the currency,  please don't offer card
Locals don't trust banks as to remove their cash can be very hard

Harbour renting boats out to Shipwreck Cove for the day
Put on your Captains Hat it's yours for the day
Or let someone else take you, let them take the strain
As you sit and sail basking in the sunshine admiring the blue caves
When you return to Port use the sun loungers, snorkel in the bay, the perfect end to another perfect day

Bars and restaurants and pubs all in a strip
Offering traditional food and drink, some offer Greek Music and Dancing with Fire
Some offer Sports on TV's at the bar
You can guarantee you won't need the car, 10 minutes walk from your Hotel and you will see a plethora of choice to satisfy your belly, whilst singing karaoke or watching the Tele

Whatever your choices, the Greek's love to welcome you and see you happy
So have fun drink lots, eat lots and be merry
I was completely won over by Zakynthos Island, the colours of the Ionian Sea were amazing, the people very friendly and I would love to go back again one day
Oct 2017 · 138
Paradoxically speaking...
Jackie Mead Oct 2017
Sad to be leaving here
Happy to be going home
This made senses yesterday when leaving Greece but had trouble with HP site
Oct 2017 · 323
If I were an island...
Jackie Mead Oct 2017
I would hold out my hand
Five fingers all covered in soft white sand
Wash you in bright blue seas
Kiss you with golden sun
Add a sprinkle of cafe and bars for fun

I would caress your cheeks with a light wind or two
I would care for your spirit by offering adventurous activities to do

I would sing  beautiful music to your ears
Make the island safe and happy to chase away your fears
I would add some wildlife a rugged coastline too, maybe even a petting zoo.

I would most of all build a home off the beaten track, so we can get lost, no way of finding our way back.
Oct 2017 · 329
A letter to my Dad
Jackie Mead Oct 2017
To my dearest darling Joe

I had to let you know of fun that we have had on our latest holiday, I know you would get such a kick out of the tales we have to tell.  

It was a last minute all inclusive deal, we set out with Sue and Steve for some late autumn sun to Zante the Greek island of fun.

Oh Joe I cannot tell you the colour of the seas,  so clear so blue I can't do them justice, if you could see a picture it may be a start but in theses seas you can see to the bottom and the sand is  white and dark.  

No seaweed in sight nor turtles too, it's too late this time of year but olive trees and lemon, lime, oranges and grapefruit are everywhere and handy for a bite, that's right I put my hand up and plucked an orange from the tree, oh Joe your mouth would explode, it tasted so divine.

The people are oh so friendly and they make it very clear that the sun in the sky is unusual at this time of year.

We hired a car and drove into the mountains and dropped down to a port, hired a boat and they took us to shipwreck cove, where some years ago a boat had shipwrecked and it's cargo cleared the sea, we swam and dived in the clear blue sea underneath clear blue sky, oh and some people were tightroping across the ravine, I'm afraid I didn't have the courage to join them in the sky but I lied down and watched them heroically cross from end to end.

We've eaten traditional food and drank traditional ***** and used the traditional loos, do you remember the ones in the south of France that mum and I refused to use, we'll these were exactly the same. We've laughed and cried recanting tales of days goneby.

It really has been delightful a holiday to remember, one I wish I could tell you all about, I know you would sit and laugh with me as I retell the fabulous holiday we have had to catch some sun on the Greek island of fun, Zante.

I love you Joe **
Always called my dad Joe, it's not disrespectful he encouraged it. Everyone I know knew him as Joe.
Oct 2017 · 321
35000ft below
Jackie Mead Oct 2017
Start of the holiday
Off to find some sun
On our way to zante the Greek island of fun

Leaving Bristol airport
Weaving across the English Channel
Over France and Germany flying
At 35000ft
Looking out the window at all that is below

The Dolomites mountains sprawling in front and below
Their peaks capped in glorious snow
Sun swathed villages sit nestling at their feet
Huge lakes of water glistening like gold
How I wonder what life is like 35000ft below

What do the villagers do for jobs?
How do they get by?
Do they drive cattle or cars?
Or do they ride a pony or horse?
Do they work the land, toil with their hands?
Do they drive to the supermarket buy everything they need?
Or do they grow their vegetables starting from seed?
Do their children go to school or do they run in packs, learning the skills of life, learning how to track.

Is their life a simple one, unfamiliar to you and I?
Do they see planes and wish that they could fly?
Do they dream of being doctors, nurses, politicians and the like.
Do they dream of traveling by car, plane, road or bike?

Do they dream of travelling to places far and wide, experiencing adventures new?
Or are they happy nestling at the feet of the Dolomites simply enjoying life - as you and I should do.
Written at 35000ft the view of the Dolomites was absolutely breathtaking
Oct 2017 · 198
When.....
Jackie Mead Oct 2017
The day is turning to night
and the colours are fading away
the blue sky is turning to a dull grey
It's time for a holiday
That's all I have to say..
Off on hols for a week I need a bit of sun ☀
Jackie Mead Oct 2017
Prince Simon, Prince Jason and Princess Sophie lived a regal life.

Slaying dragons and battling witches by day, monsters and beasts by night.

Each day brought adventures new, trips on boats and to the zoo.

One particular day when feeling bored, Prince Simon decided to explore.

Down to the basement, he slowly sneaked, quietly to take a peek.  New adventures he did seek.

A rickety old wardrobe he did find and suddenly an adventure sprang to mind.

Prince Simon shouted excitedly, "come quickly Prince Jason, Princess Sophie the Wardrobe holds an adventure new, one for me and why don't you join me too?"

The three children didn't hesitate into the Wardrobe they climbed, "where are we going today? do you know the way? Prince Jason chimed.

"The way is West" Prince Simon declared "to the Wild Wild West in the days that were best, in the morning I have a history test."

Quickly buckle up, hold tight, the wardrobe will soon be taking flight.

No sooner had they entered the wardrobe and buckled up, then the wardrobe began to rock and shake, the wardrobe began to lift and quake.

The rocket started rising higher and higher, faster and faster , picking up speed and going faster and faster.

Higher and higher, faster and faster they rose into the sky.

Higher and higher, faster and faster until they were 30,000 feet high and heading in the direction of the Wild Wild West.  
All three children were delighted, the rocket ship made them so excited.

Prince Jason and Princess Sophie said, " what do we need to wear on this adventure?"

Prince Simon said "cowboy hat, jeans, boots, and vest, that's all that's required for the wild wild west"

"mmm said Princess Sophie what about cowgirls or squaws that is what an Indian Girl is called"

"Well," said Prince Jason "their very similar, a cowhide dress, boots and Stetson hat for cowgirl, a cowhide dress, boots and feather headdress for the Squaw, let's look around and explore what the wardrobe has hidden for us all"

The children started looking and everything they required they did find Prince Simon and Prince Jason looked very fine as Cowboys with their hats, jeans, boots and vest they would fit right in, in the Wild Wild West.

Princess Sophie decided to dress as a Squaw and donned Cowhide dress, boots and feather headdress turned to her brothers to see if she passed the test.

"Perfect" Prince Simon and Prince Jason declared "come join us  now," they both said," it won't be long" Prince Simon stated "until we land back in time of the 1870's in Deadwood Gulch, USA, the Sheriff has a campaign to rid the county of its bad name "

Prince Jason and Princess Sophie were so excited they began to laugh and squeak, Princess Sophie did declare that "her knees were feeling weak"

10 minutes later the rocket had slowed down and was starting its' descent, Princess Sophie got so excited as she spied a teepee tent.

"Look" Princess Sophie shouted "a reservation down below, where Indians are settled and warm fires are all aglow"  

"Can we please stop and speak, I would like to ride a horse and a canoe, I have read stories and I know that's what they do, in the land of the Sioux!"

Slowly the rocket did descend, landing near the reservation, all three children opened the door, their eyes grew wider at what they saw.

5,000 Indians greeted the visitors with big smiles, and their leader, name of Crazy Horse asked them to join them for a while.
“Stay a while,” Crazy Horse said we’ll make some food, teach you to ride a horse ******* and a canoe, teach you the ways of the Sioux.

Princess Sophie replied, “we can’t wait” looking at the leader’s headdress Princess Sophie sighed “how come your headdress is as tall as it is wide?”

Crazy Horse smiled and sweetly said “I am a leader of these people and I do not hide; my headdress makes me stand out from others at my side”

Crazy Horse led the children to the teepee tent and signalled them to sit on the floor in front, cross-legged.

“We hunt daily for fish and meat, the food you are going to be given is precious and prepared with care, please do not wait, dig in, enjoy, there is enough to share”

Prince Simon, Prince Jason and Princess Sophie dived in enthusiastically, tasting everything, they could, from rice and beans, fish and meat, everything was so tasty and cooked in a *** hung over the wood.

“when you have finished “Crazy Horse declared we have horses ready for you to ride, don’t worry someone will walk with you at your side”

The children excitedly climbed upon their horses, Lakota for Prince Simon, Kamanchee for Prince Jason and Quil for Princess Sophie, they each clicked their heels and off the horses trot.

Just as Crazy Horse promised, each of the children had an Indian by their side, walking and talking about the best way to ride.

After an hour the children did decide that as much as they enjoyed it they had to end the ride.

Prince Simon said to Crazy Horse “thank you for your hospitality but we really must leave right now, we are meeting the Sheriff man of Deadwood Gulch” he said with a bow.

Crazy Horse bid them adieu and said, “say Hi to Wild Bill for me, last time I saw him he was wagon master”

The three children said their goodbyes and walked along the White River to their destination town, Deadwood Gulch.

Suddenly wooden huts appeared and horses pulling carriages, people and cargo shared the inside and Wells Fargo in writing on the outside.

Prince Simon, Prince Jason, and Princess Sophie looked around the town, found a sign that said Sheriff’s Office, rang the bell and entered.

Wild Bill Hickock with his long hair and Stetson hat, looked just as the children remembered from their history class.

“Hi,” said Wild Bill as he rose from his seat, stretched his hand out to greet the three children.

You must be Prince Simon, Prince Jason and Princess Sophie come to learn the ways of the Wild West before your history test.

“Yes” said Prince Simon, wildly shaking Wild Bills hand “we are delighted to meet you and lend a helping hand”

Wild Bill said, “follow me, I am about to take a walk, meet the local folk and welcome visitors to the town, would you like to tag along with me as I walk around?”

The three children agreed excitedly and followed behind, “First stop” said Wild Bill is the Post Office look for the Yellow sign”
“I see it,” said Princess Sophie as she ran across the street “let’s all go inside and meet the postmistress, make sure she’s got what she needs, if she requires any stationary we may have to place an order to arrive with speed”

“Next stop,” said Wild Bill “is the Blacksmiths down the road, if you are lucky he will show you how a horse is shoed”
The children watched quietly as the Blacksmith plied his trade, treating all of the horses to pairs of shoes fit for a parade.

“Last,” said Wild Bill “off to a rodeo we go, you will see cowboys riding their horses and using their lassoes and if your very lucky they will let you try it too”

Prince Simon, Prince Jason, and Princess Sophie were so excited they hardly said a word, watching the rodeo in silence, watching every move.
Finally, Wild Bill shouted from the side, “hands up who is keen to have a ride around the ranch? Try their hand with a lasso and maybe get some lunch.

The children’s hands shot up in the air and all three children gave a very loud cheer, Wild Bill laughed and replied, “Follow me and I will hook you up with three horses for a ride”

For the second time that day the children rode horses, this time in a circle around the corral, keeping time Wild Bill always by their side, they loved the ride.

Last but least Wild Bill put on a feast of a show with rope in his hand he threw the lasso over some cans set up on a fence, pulled the rope tight and without a second glance, felled the tins to the floor, the children let out an appreciative roar.

“That is the end of your day” Wild Bill did say “I am sorry to see you go but you must run along home, you’ve been gone a long time and your mummy will be worried”

The children shook Wild Bill's hand and thanked him for his time, sadly the day had ended and they climbed back in the wardrobe, set the destination to their home a million miles below.

As they approached their home, the roof started to open wide and the rocket began to slow, the ride was nearly over and they did not have far to go.

Very soon the wardrobe landed safely on the floor, the children were exhausted and ran to open the door, out they fell full of excitement and looking for their mummy, headed straight to the kitchen.

Mummy looked at all three children and declared “there you are, I was searching for Prince Simon as he has a history test in the morning on the Wild Wild West and I was going to help him revise for it.

The children laughed and cried, Princess Sophie, sighed, “no need mummy” they all declared “we know all about it, we’ve all been there”

Prince Simon said “Can we just have some tea and go straight to bed, I promise I have all the knowledge of the Wild Wild West clearly in my head, at least enough to pass the test.”

Of course said Mummy wash your hands, tea is ready.
If you have children, you may wish to know this is now available as a book. As is the Two Princes and a Princess fly to the Moon
Oct 2017 · 685
Changes of the Season
Jackie Mead Oct 2017
Seasons they come and go

Winter is long and cold
Log fires burning to warm your bones
Children singing carols in front of altars
Chestnuts cooked over open fires
Christmas Day comes then into New Year, slowly bringing optimism and cheer for the following year

Slowly Winter changes to Spring
Eternally hopeful with all that it brings
Lambs being born in open fields
Cattle outdoors grazing, milk and beef is their yield
Flowers starting to open up, daffodils, tulips, and buttercups
Brightening the landscape for all to see, days warming up nicely

Along comes summer
The sun is strong and days last ten hours long,
Children have no summer school, playing outdoors is the rule, splashing in pools, playing in the park, allowed to stay out until almost dark
Barbeques in the garden with friends and family, day trips to the beach and splashing in the sea.

Slowly, slowly the season changes to Autumn
Leaves change colours, dropping to the floor
Animals go in hibernation finding safe places to store; food for them and their young
Now the days are shorter we don't see much sun
Days shortening, darkness ascending upon us all too soon as the sun disappears to be replaced by the moon.

Soon it will be Winter again, central heating, heavy duvets, thick jumpers, raincoats and hot chocolate drinks, movies on Netflix all good reasons to stay indoors, snuggle up to a loved one and wait again for the Sun.
This is very typical of the English four seasons
Oct 2017 · 530
A Single Leaf
Jackie Mead Oct 2017
falls to the ground
It's colour is a standout yellow in a carpet of brown
This leaf represents life not yet complete
Still resplendant in colour as it falls at your feet
Life not over still holding on
Life to be cherished for however long
Oct 2017 · 174
I'm running again
Jackie Mead Oct 2017
Last night I went out for a run
2.23km Job done
Felt fantastic that first run after 4 months lay off
Oct 2017 · 1.1k
Park Bench
Jackie Mead Oct 2017
There is a Park Bench dedicated to a PT, died too young at the age of 33
The Bench sits overlooking the lake
Used by young and old alike to sit, relate and contemplate.

The young hold hands and kiss with lips and tongues
The old cuddle tight to warm up their bones
Parents sit with children on their knees
Dogs sit by their owners waiting patiently

At night the homeless take up post and repose, sleeping with their blankets pulled tight, leaving again by morning light
Budding authors taking over, sitting down to write
Hoping to be inspired watching the swans take flight

Who'd have thought a bench could offer such diversity
I'm sure the young PT would be pleased to see the park bench full of such activity
The Park Bench that is dedicated to a PT who died to early at the age of 33
Oct 2017 · 741
Plymouth Citadel
Jackie Mead Oct 2017
At the top of a rocky hill
Overlooking Plymouth Sound sits a Fort big and round
Known to the locals as the Royal Citadel

The Fort protects Plymouth Sound and all the citizens that live
and work around.
Originally designed by Sir Francis Drake and funded by taxes on pilchards exported by sea.
With walls 70ft high and host to 113 guns, the Citadel protected Plymouth for over 300 years and was home to the naval military.

When I was young annual Military Tattoos were held
Every child in Plymouth seemed to attend transfixed by the smart men all in time, marching and playing their drums and pipes.

Now the Citadel proudly sits on display but sadly has no role today, no tattoos or music of the night displays.

By 2024 the Plymouth Citadel will be no more
Three hundred years of history will be replaced by housing much in need but sadly no longer will it have a military history
Oct 2017 · 1.7k
Gypsy John
Jackie Mead Oct 2017
Is back..
It gives you a smile a mile wide to see Gypsy John is back

Gypsy John with cart, horse and dog by his side
People call from far and wide to deliver parcels of food for Gypsy John and his crew.

Gypsy John sets up camp in the middle of the road, on what's called a roundabout.

Gypsy John is getting old and sits around a camp fire to warm his cold bones and cook his food.

Gypsy John does not like favours and takes his food begrudgingly, instead he will work all day for his pay, locals find him work indoors.

When one cold winter came, locals crowd funded to buy him a new cart, his horse was retired as very old, £12000 was raised to keep Gypsy John and his animals well.

Gypsy John comes with the change of season as summer turns to fall.
Gypsy John is a reminder and reason to us all to keep going work hard and live long.

Long live Gypsy John.
More a story than a poem, all true gypsy John is a legend around these parts and it warms your heart to see him every year.
Oct 2017 · 207
Shane
Jackie Mead Oct 2017
So young, so troubled, such a tragedy, such a waste
He came into the world blonde hair and blue eyes, one look and you were mesmerised
A young lad with the world at his feet, adventurous, would try anything new
No person could ever say no, even though he troubled them so
Everyone wishes they had said no, then they wouldn't have had to say goodbye
Forever in our hearts, my darling nephew been gone 6 years and miss him every day
Oct 2017 · 152
Keith
Jackie Mead Oct 2017
Kiss me darling, he whispers in my ear
Everyone is looking and I want to make it clear
I want them to see that I am as in to you as you are to me
Together for ever for all eternity
Here hold your hand up to my heart leave it fused with mine until the day we depart.
Oct 2017 · 1.4k
Strong Winds
Jackie Mead Oct 2017
The doors are wide open
The sky is blue
The wind is cold it cuts right through
I love the wind upon my face
It reminds me to embrace whats on its way
Who knows what will come
with every day

I love the wind blowing through the house
It sweeps the air and makes it pure
Pure crisp air for all to breathe
It’s done its job, it may now leave

It swirls and whirls and with it takes
Memories some new and some untold
But it never takes the old ones that are valuable to you
The wind leaves them behind for you to cherish once it’s gone

Who knew the wind could be so strong?
Sat at my table writing this morning, doors wide open, the sky is blue but the wind is a bit chilly, i do have all the windows in the house open too. i hope this weather holds off in time for my walk this afternoon, hopefully it will be a long one.
Sep 2017 · 736
Autumn
Jackie Mead Sep 2017
Autumn, I love this time of year
Not quite Winter and still some sunny days
But the leaves they are a turning
Changing colours from green to red, yellow and brown
Trees shredding their leaves all about you on the ground
Autumn, I love this time year
I have always wanted to see fall in New England I imagine it is stunning, one day i will get there
Sep 2017 · 326
Bridge to where?
Jackie Mead Sep 2017
There is a bridge  where I live, I pass it every day.
It carries people to the station perhaps for a getaway.
What's their destination, where will they end up?
Are they meeting lovers, clandestine or not?
Are they suits paid for by the day?
Parents taking their children on their first holiday.
Does it hold secrets of the present, future past?
Has it been there long how much longer will it last?
I wish the bridge could tells us the secret of peoples travels.
Maybe it holds the secret key to a mystery unravel.
Maybe we will never know where each day these people go.
But the bridge is the key to each one's destiny.
Not completely happy with the poem, especially the ending but will continue thinking about it as I continue to cross the bridge and may update it one day.
Sep 2017 · 260
National poetry day
Jackie Mead Sep 2017
National poetry day what does it mean to you?
Is it a day you put pen to paper and have your say?
Do you write a sonnet, a love letter from the heart?
Do you write about the street and the different people you meet?
Do you write about your hurt and pain?
Whatever your choice do it today put pen to paper and have your say.
What better day to celebrate than national poetry day.
It's national Poetry day in the uk
Sep 2017 · 2.2k
AFFIRMATIONS
Jackie Mead Sep 2017
What do they really mean?
Can they change the way you see your self?
When you look in the mirror and recite your chant, does it really have such an impact?
Does it make you stronger, help you find your way?
Do you need to rehearse internally what you should already say?
Do they help you clear you mind, stay on track?
Are they helping you find  your way back?
Who uses affirmations every day, their new to me I have to say but my PT says they are the way.
By talking in the mirror will it make me more confident in my work or as a poet?
I don't know if that's a fact but happy to have a daily chat, where the person I'm talking to doesn't talk back.
This is new to me but always willing to try new methods, I'm constantly looking to improve my self in all areas of my life - I'd love to know your experiences of daily affirmations
Sep 2017 · 549
Balmy Day at the Quay
Jackie Mead Sep 2017
It's September and the sun is in the sky
No need for jumpers or coats as the sun blesses us with warmth from its rays on this beautiful balmy day
The Quay is busy today, people living different lives mixing with each other side by side
Children in their pushchairs being pushed by their mums
Children, men and woman in kayaks making the most of the late sun
Shops and cafes open, tables and chairs outdoors full
Birds flying in the sky and on the River, swans pigeons and gulls
A homeless man with all his worldly goods feeds the birds by his side with the last of  his food
Cyclists enjoying the sun whilst out for a ride
Elderly people out walking with their family by their side
People saying 'hello' , 'good afternoon'  'it's a pleasure to see you' 'let's meet up again soon'
It was a pleasure to be a part of the balmy day by the quay
Sep 2017 · 381
Monday morning blues
Jackie Mead Sep 2017
Monday morning, running late, not a good start to the week
Can't find the keys to the car, where are they now surely they can't be far.
Keys located, off we go, traffic is moving very slow
Cars are bumper to bumper and stopped at all the lights, parents dropping children at the school gates.
Weather, of course, it's raining now but it will get better at half past eight.
Pull into the car park, someone's in my usual space, now I have to walk further and must therefore up my pace.
Switch on my PC, it's laughing at me now, the computer says No!
No emails for you today, in fact, I'm running slow, nothing much will work for you, you may as well go home.
It's two thirty and still no machine to work on, I'm writing poetry on my phone to post on HP later on, whilst IT run around scratching their heads, we think your PC may be dead.
You think! it's only half past four another half an hour and I'll be out the door.
Nothing much accomplished today, you can't do much when your machine won't play.
actually was my day today, i don't normally work a Monday and everything went wrong before i left home, mislaid glasses, keys turned up in work and my PC that IT were meant to be working on las Thurs & Fri was still not working, spent all day mostly without the PC, which means I can't really do my job, so doodled on my phone Coffee Shop and this poem.
I'm not a slacker so it frustrates me when i don't get my work done.
Sep 2017 · 1.0k
Coffee Shop
Jackie Mead Sep 2017
Sat in Coffee shop, latte in my hand
Watching people queuing, time turning to sand.
The server takes your order, writes your name upon the cup.
The Barista makes your order, then serves it up.
The server calls your name over a microphone.
Chocolate sprinkles, marshmallows, flake bars and pretty stuff, adorning the top.  
Workmen in their high viz, ordering macchiato to go.
Watching the clock tick tock, tick tock, 15mins is all they've got.
Business women in sharp suits and heels, ordering double espresso.
Watching the clock tick tock, tick tock, 10mins is their lot.
Mothers and their children enjoying babycino.
Watching the clock tick tock, tick tock, waiting for the hour hand to reach the top.
I sit taking it easy, watching the world rush by hoping that something miraculous will catch my curious eye.
Something hot & steamy.
Something with a froth on top.
You never know what you may find in your local coffee shop.
Sep 2017 · 11.1k
The Frog and The Bee
Jackie Mead Sep 2017
The Frog and The Bee lived merrily on a log, in a bog in the middle of two Rivers, the River Louse and the River Wry.

They were best friends with the Mouse who had a house on the River Louse and the Elf with one ear and the Fly with one eye who lived on the River Wry.

One day the Frog, on the log in the middle of the bog, said to his dear friend the Bee, it's about time that you and I, the Mouse with the house on the River Louse, Elf and Fly had another adventure.
The Bee buzzed excitedly and said 'what did you have in mind?'
"Well" said the Frog, who lived on the log in the middle of the bog on the River Louse, where the Mouse had his house “I was thinking that you and I and the Fly with one eye could get together with the Mouse, who has a house on the River Louse,and the Elf with one ear and set out for the town of Cry which is on the River Wry”.
” I've heard” said the Frog, who lived on the log in the middle of the bog on the River Louse, where the Mouse had his house “that there is a horse living by the course of the River who because he is getting older needs some help getting his master and friend round the very long bend.”
“I thought you and I and the Fly with one eye and Elf with one ear and the Mouse with a house on the River Louse could come up with a plan to get the barge, the horse, his master and friend around the River bend at the town of Cry on the River Wry”.
“What a great idea” said the Bee to the Frog, who lived on a log in the middle
of a bog, let's go summons our friends, the Mouse with a house on the River Louse and the Fly with one eye and the Elf with one ear and help the master and his horse round the River course”.

So the Frog and Bee set out to find the Mouse with the house on the River Louse and the Fly with one eye and the Elf with one ear and explain to them that there was a horse who needed their help to get a barge and his master and friend around the River bend.
The Mouse with the house on the River Louse and the Fly with one eye and The Elf with one hear were easy to persuade, they all agreed to let Frog, who lived on a log in the middle of the bog, to take the lead.
Frog said to the Elf with one ear “we need to you to be the eyes for the Fly with one eye and help him find his way to the town of Cry on the River Wry”.  
To the Fly with one Eye, Frog, who lived on a log in the middle of the bog said “we need you to help the Elf with one ear and be his ears, working together to find your way to the town of Cry on the River Wry”

The friends set out on their way to the town of Cry on the River Wry, Frog, who, lived on a log in the middle of the bog, croaked very nosily as he hopped from lily pad to lily pad from River Louse, where the Mouse with the house lived, to River Wry and their destination the town of Cry.

The Bee buzzed happily on the shoulder of the Frog, who lived on a log in the middle of the bog, and accepted the ride with his friend to the River bend at the town of Cry on the River Wry.

The Fly with one eye and the Elf with one ear set out together, the Elf with his perfect eye sight led the way to the town of Cry on the River Wry.  The Fly with his perfect hearing kept the Elf safe from harm and alerted him to any creature that may be nearing.

It was a beautiful afternoon and the friends would get to the town of Cry on the River Wry soon, the Frog and the Bee, the Fly and the Elf and the Mouse with the house on the River Louse, would help their friend the horse and his master get around the very long course of the River at the town of Cry on the River Wry.

After several hours, the friends all agreed it wouldn’t be long now until their friend the horse would be in sight and they would use all of their skills and all of their might to help their friend navigate around the bend of the river at the town of Cry on the River Wry.

The Frog croaked to the Bee, look our friend is in front of you and me, the horse is close to the River bend and he will soon need all his friends to help him round the bend close to the town of Cry on the River Wry.

The horse was pleased to see his friends, the Frog, who lived on a log in the middle of the bog, the Bee and the Mouse who had a house on the River Louse, the Fly with one eye and Elf with one ear, he began to neigh and cheer, at last he would have some help from his friends to get him, the barge and his master and friend around the river bend.

The Frog, who lived on a log in the middle of the bog, asked the horse “how can we assist you and your master?”.  The horse replied ” of course I need good eyes and ears and lots of noise to guide the master, the barge and me, the horse, of course, around the river bend.”
The Frog, who lived on a log in the middle of a bog, replied “I have an idea, the Elf with one ear has perfect eyes and the Fly with one eye has perfect ears, myself the Bee and the Mouse with a house on the river louse can all make lots of noise, together we will all work to assist your master and you, the horse, around the river course".
The horse did neigh as if to obey and went to find his master.  With a collar around his neck attached to the barge he lowered his head and began to walk.
The Frog, who lived on a log in the middle of a bog and the Mouse who had a house on the River Louse and the Bee made as much noise as a trio of three could possibly.
The Frog, who lived on a log in the middle of the bog, did croak, the Mouse with a house on the River Louse, did squeak and the Bee did buzz and together they made an awful lot of fuss, and the horse did neigh as if to say, he heard them all just fine.

The horse continued to walk and the Fly with one eye and the Elf with one ear did appear, and encouraged the horse to walk on, the Fly with its perfect ears did listen to his friends, The Frog who lived on a log in the middle of the bog, the Mouse who had a house on the River Louse and The Bee, and talked the horse around the river bend.  
The Elf with one ear and its perfects eyes did talk to the horse and describe the course of the river at the town of Cry on the River Wry.

In no time at all the horse, the barge and the master, his friend had gotten all the way around the large bend of the river at the town of Cry on the River Wry.
The horse did neigh as if to say "Thank You" to his friends, the Frog who lived on a log in the middle of the bog, the Bee, the Mouse with a house on the River Louse, The Fly with one eye and the Elf with one ear and invited them to stay for tea.  
The Master was so pleased that he fell to his knees and said to the creatures big and small "thank you for your help today it is fair to say that without your noise, your perfect sight and perfect talk the horse would not have made the walk around the river bend".
"Now" said the master to the new set of friends "lets set up camp past the river bend and have a cup of tea", "thank you" said the Frog, who lived on a log in the middle of the bog and the Bee, "we’d love a cup of tea".

So this very odd group of friends sat around and made mend with a cup of tea and a fire to keep them warm as they swapped stories for the night and tomorrow the friends would make their way home.

The Frog, who lived on the log in the middle of the bog, turned to his special friend the Bee and said “thank you for believing in me”
Another story based poem, it's a bit epic, thank you to anyone who takes the time to read it.
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