In 2006; I got the writing bug; after producing quite a collection of work I put it together in paperbacks and raised money for Charities/Organisations. I have now had my work read out on BBC local radio, printed in magazines, local and regional newspapers, printed in anthologies.had a series of work published in the local press, been on local and regional Radio reading out my work. After attending some local open-mic events, being asked if my books are available, they can now been purchased at; Thackeray’s Books Arts & Crafts, Denton, Manchester. www.thackerysbooks.co.uk Hope you enjoy this sample
Politics is trendy A week not long in politics or that is what they say Euro vote made back in June, the country in dismay Jeremy got in trouble, his party not impressed Then the Labour membership, say that he’s the best So then the Eagle landed, challenged the leadership Jeremy going nowhere he’s shooting from the hip Then more resignations Nigel left the scene This it followed David; new PM and team So we had a contest to stabilize the ship From five to three, then one was left, this you couldn’t tip David made his final speech then hummed is way inside Doing what he thought was right, finishing his ride Some of the chaos over, lead us if you May Need to short the Brexit out, make us great one day Time to pull together, people are engaged People wake up to politics, not happened in an age Now let’s work together, prove that we’re the best Looking to the future, past problems put to rest This time;Euro 2016 2016 this is our year Team of young players; competing no fear Roo in the midfield to give us control If he keeps his temper; he may score a goal 20 plus Lions will challenge and fight Practice the penalties; maybe needed one night Don’t get disheartened; focus the mind Country is with you supporters behind First game is over, we thought we could win Russia; one minute to go, hopes in the bin Wales next on the list, just two point adrift Heads up into battle, opportunities missed Dragons and Lions, stadium roar Bale takes a free kick; breaths fire once more Pride keep on fighting, one is pulled back 91st minute winner Sturridge attack Slovenia now; must not spoil the party Heads in the air steadfast and hearty Match it kicked off, filled up the pubs For ninety minutes the Lions were cubs No goals are scored, next game will tell A knockout this time, lose and its hell Iceland one down, but soon they put back Our setup and game play we’re losing the knack A few neat little passes, they go one in front Heads they go down; fans starting to grunt Time on our side, they freeze us right out England fans leave, criticise as the shout Game is now over as Roy leaves the pitch Resignation comes out, expected this hitch Back on the plane, Roy not impressed Although the young Lions had given their best We’re good at the build up win games take things steady Our sight move to Russia, next time we’ll be ready Euro Hokey Cokey the End All our heads shot, from the figures and spin No wonder people were hitting the Gin 23rd of June the country decide Outcome here, we have to abide We all had the chance to go out and vote Decision made, and history wrote Over in Brussels, our place no longer fits Bet you’ll miss us winging ‘Brits So now we are out, move on is the best Look to the future, referendum to rest Say goodbye to any high Don’t give into smokes and drugs Those that supply; use folk as mugs Give you a buzz, that’s what you’re told Your mind is changed, your thoughts are cold But it’s your body that takes the wrath The risk you take an early bath Not knowing what’s mixed, in that powder or pill Beware all folk, that weed could kill Be your own person don’t go with the flow Encourage your mates “don’t have a go” No need to get high to have a night out Getting home safely is what it’s about Changing the concept live life to the full Long life without drugs will never be dull Looks fun on the packet as the purchase you glance Like Russian roulette it’s not worth the chance Spring Visit I know its spring; at five there’s a tweet Breaking light; for you this a treat A chorus of sound, for just half an hour Continue your song, even if there’s a shower My eyes start to close your singing is sweet Maybe the odd time, a line you repeat Again waking later, after finishing my rest You then visit the garden much later a guest Sometimes on the feeders, and table is full Bring in the new choir, the day never dull Get the Clap At open ‘Mic’ who’s to say After each piece or the end of play When to clap, let go with applause This an individual’s choice of course Sometimes an outburst can hinder the flow But encouraging raptures can help you know For first time readers, can ease the pain Give the old confidence, a boost again I suppose the audience, hold the key End in silence not good you see So if you are fussy, tell the folks when At the end of the day, it’s up to them
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