Blogteastic

I cant believe my blog has lasted so long. I thought I would have lost interest in it by now or they my creative instant poem juices would have dried up. But no! YAY I here you cry. YAY I cry myself... I hope to reach at least 100 posts before I conceder giving the blog a rest, I guess it may depend on how may view it.
So on to instant Poetry..

Extra Strong mints

Why do I like them
they burn you tongue
if kept in contact to long
they are full of sugar
no good for you
they make your stomach hurt
if you eat too many too quickly.
I hopes that they would be
Like Spinach
but no they have not made me
any stronger
or am I missing the point

My day in a nut shell

Got up late when shopping to The Range, Staples, JJB Sports, Had dinner, went on the PC, went to fetch my son from his girl friends and bring him home. Went to play badminton, shopping, tea computer, walked the dogs, wrote this....this next bit is in the future as I write, bath supper bed...phew...

Instant Poem..

Bath By Tim Young

Lots of hot soapy water
impossibly high
I get in gingerly
as too hot
water level stop's me
making sudden moves
tidal wave is promised
floor like a lake.
Almost float
my care wash away
after time
the water cools
and dry towel call me

Hello again

Not wrote much the last couple of days, not had much to say, tho I have some nice comments about how I'm doing at work from my team leader and the centre manager.
I also had some nice comments from the trainer who trained me, it all very encouraging.
Despite what I wrote the other day it is nice to received praise. It has built me up.

So instant Poetry, I wonder where it will take me tonight...

Tonight.. By Tim Young

Tonight
as the sun goes down
as shadows lengthen and deepen
as bird song fades
as lights come on
curtains close
and people sit.
Their favorite TV shows
blink light in their rooms
eyes wide
coffee tea help keep them awake
families play
argue
speak
be silent
life goes on
then
sleep and rest
to wait
for the sun
to rise again.

Short but sweet.

Hi world, its 5.57 at time of writings this breakfast then getting ready for work, I need to be there at 7.45 as I start at 8.00am. I m noting to write much,just to wish you all a great day.

Instant poem today is

Fruit....By Tim Young

Fruit
Small fruit
large fruit
fat round and squashed fruit
fruit of all colors
sweet fruit
bitter fruit
fruit to suit all tastes
designer fruit
boring fruit.
fruit of your labors
fruit of your loins
nutty as a fruit cake

Monday again

Well Monday is here, well at the time of writing this Tuesday is looming large on the horizon and getting larger all the time.
Work today was good , it was very busy, the management seam happy with what I'm achieving, I hope I do not let them down by letting my standard slip.
I often think to my self if I were to come into so much money that I could give up work, would I really be able to do it... I have thought long and hard about it...Well who Am I kidding I have not thought long and hard about it,, of course I would give up work, do lots of traveling buy a really good badminton racquet hire a coach LOL not one will ever beat me again.HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAH. I might even get my own small island and turn it into a badminton island how tournaments etc....I'm really quite mad LOL

today's Instant Poem is Badminton

shuttling backwards and forwards
never far from a sprain
running
jumping
strings tort
pinging shots
delicate lobs
smashes
competition
fun
fitness
exercise
I m So happy
when I'm playing
Badminton

The Movies

Played a PC game today that my daughter bought me for my birthday its called THE MOVIES. Basically is a sim about running a movie studio, is quite good played it for a few hours, you can even make your own movies.
Apart from doing that its been a busy day, taking my friends to the airport then my son to his girlfriends, then listing to Derby County loose to Birmingham City 0.1 we could have gone 6th in the Championship league if we had won. But that's football some times you can not tell what is going to happen.
Like my instant poetry I never know who the poem will turn out I just have to write it and see what happens.....So here I go again

What will happen.,.. By Tim Young

What will happen
if I shout in your ear
will you be mad
jump for your life
doth both then hit me?

I guess I wont find out.

What will Happen
If I paint your wall red
will you be mad
sue for me for damage
or just say thanks.

I guess I'm won't find out

What will Happen
If I ignore you
Will you be Mad
will you be sad
or say I never liked you any way

I guess I wont find out

What will happen
If I say I love you
Will you be mad
says it's all to late
all fall in my arms and say I love you too

I guess I won't find out.

Good Morning

It's 08.41 Saturday morning, this is my first blog entry written in the morning. Most of my blog writing is done late at night which may account for the poor spelling and grammar, not that I'm bothered too much about it. I 've never been very good at spelling, I guess have a mild case of Dyslexia. Two of my children suffer from it. So writing in the morning is a novel experience for me. Every one is asleep except me and the dog. I wonder what today will bring, I have to take my friends to the airport as they are going a away for a few days, I will than have to take my youngest son to his girlfriends as he's staying the night there then drive back to play badminton, then hopefully I might get to relax a little who knows I might even get to write some more of my blogg, if so I'll see you later..

Instant Poem Time..
Head Strong by Tim Young

I'm head strong
I know what I want
no one is going to stop me
like a speeding train
a fast car
a tank in battle
I'm going to win the day.

I'm head strong
I know what I want
eyes fixes ahead
I know my destiny
I know the prize
I know the path
I'm going to win the day

I'm head strong
I know what I want
that's the image I portray
but behind every great man
is a great woman
she give me the strength so I know
I'm going to win the day.

Nearly Friday.

The title says it all, its nearly Friday. A the time of writing this there is 1h 20min till Friday. THEN the weekend can start.. Time go by so quickly, my Mum used to say "Tim as you get older time goes more quickly" of course I denied that this was possible. But as as all good mothers are she was dead right. Time is flying by. But I'm having a blast with it, Life is great wouldn't be with out it.hahahahaha.

Instant Poem.

This ones for me by Tim Young

This ones for me
too long have I tried
to please others
to be in their favor.
So today this ones for me.
I've earned the rest
put in the time.
Yes
This one's for me.
If you accuse me of selfishness
I'll say it's true
this one's for me.

Praise

I don't know about you, but I'm not good at receiving praise. Though I love to tell people well done and encourage them. When people say it to me I give a little and don't quite believe what they are telling me. I know its a natural thing but I wish I were more confident in receiving praise. I suppose that if I did I would accuse myself of boasting.
Let me know what you think. Can you take praise with out getting big headed?

Big Head by Tim Young

There was a man who..
Had a large head,
it strained his neck muscles
to the point of snapping,
so he built a contraption
to hold his head still
he was so pleased
his head got bigger
the result was
the contraption
fitted no longer

Haiku

I love the simplicity of Haiku's, on my break today I put pen to paper again and wrote a simple Haiku.
Here it is

I tried to hear you
wind carried your voice away
so I remained deaf.

If you do not know there are may forms of haiku but I think the most popular if the 5,7,5 syllables haiku's, please have a go leave me a haiku for me to read on the comments section.

Ok today's Instant Poem

Hobnobs By Tim Young

Beautiful biscuit
come to me
satisfy me
your beautiful taste
your ability
to soak up coffee
as I dunk you
eat you
but
speed is of the essence
to slow and you fall
you sink
the bottom of
my coffee cup

Poems

To blogg will be a little different instead for writing a few lines I'm going to put a poem here, the first I wrote earlier to day.
Its not about the band I went to see the other day (see Sat 14/10/06)
its called

Psychic Bread ( I just liked the title )By Tim Young

The supermarket was the scene
for my remarkable find.
I knew you'd buy me said the loaf
I hope you do not mind
me..
knowing this stuff
I use my head its very quick
I'm a different kind of loaf (he said )
some may call me psychic.
He went on to tell me
my most favorite topping
and all the Deli's I go to
when out grocery shopping.
and the stores I go to
I people I've Met and Fed
I was rather impressed now
by this loaf this psychic bread
But his life was short lived
but it burnt so bright,
he knew I'd use salami, ham and cheese
everything he said was right.
I smacked my lips
as I ate his bread flesh
all I could think was
now nice white and fresh.
With my last bite
I swallowed licked fingers and thumbs
he's gone now forever
All I could say was "oh crumbs"

OK I hope you like that any way here the instant Poem.

Journey by Tim Young

I went on a journey to day
I'll never go again
the smell I brought back with me
stays in my nostril's
they don't even try to get out
they stay in my clothes
my mind
taunting me.
mocking me
telling me I'm weak
I'm no good
but where
Sin raises its ugly head
Grace comes from a heavenly source
And I rest yet again
at the foot of the cross
forgiven
cleansed
free

Tomorrows the day.

Well, I feel like a small bird that been nurtured by its mother, I've been fed scraps of information for my new job. The scraps have now stopped and so fully fledged I leave the comfy nest of the training rooms to fly solo on the phones, I'm sure over the next 2 weeks I will make one hundred and one mistakes so if you need to book a collection from UPS if someone called TIM answers the phone please be gentle with me.
today's Poem is FLYING..

Flying by Tim Young

Over the earth I soar
fields and tree's
house's
both large and small
I spy from my lofty position.
I may visit you
feed from your lawn
your garden table
I trust on one
I fear the cat.
Yet
I respect his cunning
hoping I'am more cunning than him
my wings carry me high
so high
you would love to be here
here with me
without the noise of your
flying machines.
to soar to glide
to swoop
past
fields and tree's
house's
both large and small
that you too could spy from my
lofty position.

Gabcast! poems #2 - Flying

a poem about a bird flying

Psychic Bread

I went to see, In my opinion something remarkable today. It was Mark Gwynne Jones and PsychicBread. It was a fusion between Poetry and music, the performance was great and the talent of the musicians was there for all to see them at www.psychicbread.org. Well Worth it. Let me know what you think.
What also worth a visit if you have not already been there is my brother Blog called Dancing for beginners, there is a link to the site at the top of the page, he is a great talent. An awesome artist.

Worth a visit....By Tim Young

Life is worth a visit
you should try it sometime
its all around you
there no reason or rhyme...
Why
you should not take a look
spend some time in the store
get some souvenirs
there nothing there to bore...
you
should go there now
please don't you delay
the past is past tomorrow never comes
there is only a perpetual today.

Gabcast! poems #1 - worth a visit

poem about life

The End is Here

Hi all reader of my Blog is good to have you on board, please keep reading and if you can tell your friends I would love a few more visitors to my site. And what better way than word of mouth from you my bloggy friends. Just tell them you know this great undiscovered poet who demands to be read LOL.. Well may be not... but thanks in advance to those who will tell their friends..

Friends by Tim Young..

Friends
what can I say about friends
they are the only ones
who are allowed
even encouraged
to poke fun at
to laugh at
to criticize
YOU
with out you taking offence.
Its good to have friends

Blank

I've called this post blank as those with Eagle eyes would have noticed that I published a blank blog yesterday. Ah well we all make mistakes.
I'm tired tonight so I wont write much. I hope you my readers have a good evening/day etc depending on what time zone you are on..

Time Zones.

When I get up you are going to sleep
When I go to sleep you wake up
we never meet
we never talk
time zones
time zones
It's not that we
are in different country
it's that I'm avoiding you.

The End is Near

No I've got all crazy shouting about the end of the world...
On Friday my training finishes and I start my new job properly, its a scary thought trying to put all that I have learn over the last 2 weeks in to practice. I did take a couple of calls today, made a few errors but hey its early days yet. I m confident I will get there. The support for the staff is very good there is a good atmosphere and they want you to succeed.
All it takes is support and effort from me to put into practice that which I have learnt.

Poetry TIME....
Learning. By Tim Young

I'm learning about learning
I learn through doing
Through listening
through repeating
through my mistakes
my victories
my good moments
my bad moments
my past.
And I hope I learn from....
My future

At Last

Firstly for those who have been awaiting the next installment of my thrilling blogg...Here it is.
I have just been busy and tired so I have not have the will nor the energy to type. (what a wimp I here you cry).
My Birthday was good, I went out with some friends for a curry, really very very nice, love to go back again.
I'm looking forward to work next week, its a long time since I was looking forward to going to work and even considering going in early to swot up on what I was learning last week..
I'll try harder to keep up to date with this blogg. Many thank for you continued viewing
TIM..

today's long over due poem

At Last.. By Tim Young

At last
I ve arrived
I don't know where I'm
but I'm here.
I look around me
I recognize no one
every thing I sense is new
the air I breath
the clothes I wear
the smells
the sights
I touch things for the first time
Its unreal
But I'll grow in to it
Cant wait to be able to talk
then I'll be able to tell you
my name

job-again

Learnt about aircraft safty to day, it complicated as there are many regulation but its interesting.
My work colleagues are great, they make me feel welcome even though im a lot older them most of them.
I cant wait to start properly after i have finished all my training.
I glad im working at UPS i think i made the right choice in going there.
I hope you areliking the poetry as much as im enjoying the challenge in doing it. I have not wrote as many poems regularly for a very long time.
I keep looking at the comments but nothing for me to read. I'm not sure it thats a good or a bad thing.so to tonight poem.... lets see

Training. by Tim Young

We all need training
for the job of life
but here the hard part
there is no manual
no index of subjects to check
you just just have to
do it
be in it
experience it
make it up as you go along

JOB

Hello to all of you out there how are you. Th new job is going well each day we leard a little more and i realise how much there is to learn, but i'm always up for a challenge, and life had to go one. sadly i have to wait til; 26 of oct to get paid so we will have to tighten our belts, good bye chicken hello beans on toast. LOL
Any way i get more in to my new job i will tell more exciting things that im doing. I'am glad to be working at UPS it seams a friendly company and for ther ringt person there will always be the chance for promotion

poem time

Promotion by Tim Young

You start at the bottom
the game
the plan
is to accend the ladder
to achceive
status
promotion
more money.
But be careful
thats its not at any cost
as the higher you go
the less friends you could have

New Job

Just a poem today I think

New Job by Tim Young


New Job
new challenges
new systems
new triumph
new mistake.

Old me
new situation
doing my best
best foot forward
hope to get it right.

New job
old me
new challenges
doing my best
learning all the time


sorry its short today I'll write more tomorrow

Aching

I have to say im still aching from playing football on Friday and badminton on Saturday, but as I always say what does not kill me will make me stronger. I hope that as I do more the aches and pains will go away. And I might increase my fittness and loose a little weight. I also going to buy a push bike so I can cycle to work if I put the effort in now I think my quality of life will be better when I get older, so here's to the future.

poem time..

the future by Tim young

Everyone always says
the future becomes the past
but we must learn
from the past
to make sense of the future
our choices now
affect how we react
deal with
the future.
Like choice to eat sensibly
to effect out bodies
to look after our self
so lets be proactive
in life in our choices
and not let life
happen' to us
like a leaf in a stream
going where the current takes us.
We need to be like a boat with a rudder
so we can at least guide
plan our path
through life
to the future

Short

This was my day in short...
got up
when shopping
made dinner
fell asleep
played badminton
when to a friends for a curry
watched a movie
did this blogg.
I'm tired so I have kept this short

Poem

Short by Tim young

Saying words out loud
however you say them
our minds make sense of them
reveal them to our emotions
to make us understand.
In short we speak we learn