Eye Line Smile
It doesn’t take much to lift a heart
Or cause our head to swoon.
Just loving words or chaste kiss,
Can lift us round the moon.
Whether eyes are dark or light
They can twinkle and bewitch,
Causing a thrill right through you
As if someone clicked a switch.
Seeing can makes hearts flutter
With pulses racing with a touch.
There is no magic spell for this,
Just that we love so very much.
Contented sighs descend on us
Like some heaven sent cascade.
And nothing will keep us apart,
Even rivers, hill or barricade!
A plain face may cause sunrise
When it breaks into a smile,
And when that beam is loving
Joy will fast flow like the Nile!
Whether eyes are dark or light
They can twinkle and bewitch,
And if they sparkle just for you
Your whole life will enrich.
For in a world that’s tough at times
Where you strive hard for reward,
Being drawn to loving eyes
May bring ecstatic life accord!
One of the photos posted shows a group of fine "older men"who I finally caught up with, apart from two I didn’t know, after 50 + years from my school days at a reunion I went to at the end of November.
An excellent, somewhat eerie experience to meet people you know nothing about from all that time ago. They all kindly bought my new book too.
In the recent days I have done many stalls and events which have also helped sales, and been enjoyable at the same time.
My regular "Open Mic" spot was again appreciated on an excellent night of sharing music, stories and verse.
Next comes the first part of an "illuminating?" poem from my new book! Illuminating as it "reveals" ha ha haaa, some of my "poetic secrets", so if not bought it already, you need to get the book. Also because it more than likely mentions you in it too?
Brief Watching
I have my thoughts and beliefs
That are tied in with my views,
When I just stand around
And the passing world peruse,
With all its strange characters
Acting out on their stage
Of earth’s wonderful scenery
Like a continual turning page.
Some will show off for attention
Or personal reasons that they need,
For in their own mixed up head
It’s the only way to succeed.
But surely this will often have
Opposite responses that they intend.
So they’ll be dismissed as crazy
And daft actions must amend.
But mostly people are oblivious
To any watching eyes on them,
Despite the growing use of cameras
That can exonerate or condemn.
For we have got quite used to
The idea we are always seen,
In various activities of life
Either embarrassing or obscene.
A terrific experience in the recent few days was "another" guest slot with the excellent Simon Herbert of Hailsham FM, the local Radio Station really going well now.
Accompanied by Ted n Beth, (also in photos) and their "Minder" Big Ted, (they feel now warranted with their growing stardom).
As a "Security Bear" Big Ted tries to keep photos of him to a minimum, so he isn’t included in the photos.
Anyway we all had the usual laughs, banter, great music, some chosen by me, and my latest news. Simon will put the recording on Mixcloud up when he returns from holiday, but great fun and further promotion of me, Help for Heroes and of course my books I read some poems from!
I am proud and quite chuffed to have been "looked up" lol NOT "locked up", by a Luncheon group, who hearing "great reports" (quote) about me and my talks being "funny and amusing", contacted me and have already booked me in the New Year to help "lift the gloom" (quote), so all good stuff….
Book of Love
Does your love book have blank pages,
Or maybe you wiped them clean?
In an attempt to remove your hurt
Now it no longer can be seen.
But although pages may be blank
Real memories will still appear,
So you may often have visions
Though not always crystal clear.
For you had made large entries
When filling your book of love,
That now seem very small
More like a sparrow than a dove.
So looking back at the binding
Together of romance and book,
When each day had bright sunshine
Shining on each chance you took,
For the opportunity of more thrills
With that stunning, lovely muse.
Though now it seems a bit unreal
You were the one they’d choose.
But each book needs an ending
And a firmly closed last page,
Even if chapters aren’t finished
As you tore them in a rage,
Of frustrated, painful heartbreak
When your world came tumbling down.
So like many books before yours,
They describe a broken clown!
That’s it then, and a happy Christmas etc to you all, and again thanks for being there and sharing this with me.
Oh just to mention the other photos included, one obviously "Those Bears", one at Hailsham F M Radio with Simon, and the other is a statue of "satisfaction" I found that sums up my appreciation and contentment at how all is going for me, nice little chap isn’t he? And SMILE…
As I continue to enjoy myself I’m still "Often Imitated, but NEVER Duplicated" as my Journey Continues SUCCESSFULLY and ENJOYABLY too….
Cheers, from myself, Ted n Beth and Big Ted…
Laurie xx
Behold,behold, the Lamb of God
As it skips and hops.
I know that soon
The Lamb of God
Will be the Lamb of Chops.
VERY WELL DONE LAURIE. SO HAPPY THAT YOUR PROJECT IS WORKING OUT SO WELL. YOUR ARE KNOWN HERE IN SWELTERING SOUTH AFRICA AS I HAVE SHOWN YOUR POETRY AROUND!!! HAVE A VERY HAPPY CHRISTMAS AND I LOOK FORWARD TO READING MORE EXCELLENT POETRY IN 2019.
AAAAw THANKS and bless you Suanne, known in South Africa am I? Well another step further than I ever thought….
I of course will continue to strive to write and improve it more, so again let’s see where it all goes!LOL xx
Another brilliant blog and indeed book Laurie, well and keep your great work up!
Many thanks and of course I will strive to keep my work going as well!