My Poem “The Illuminations”

For as long as most people can remember,
it has been a vital and necessary
rite of passage for so many
children and families
here in the United Kingdom
to travel to a place “by the seaside” –
a place that so many people have dreamt about,
a place that so many people have sung about,
and a place that so many people
think affectionately about
even after they have first visited –
and a place that has so much
history to it, as well as so many
good and positive memories
and experiences associated with it:
a place, a town called Blackpool
that is located on the West Coast
of England, on the Irish Sea,
that is renowned for so many
wonderful things,
and among all the things
that it is synonymous with –
alongside the iconic
“Blackpool Tower” –
has to be its stunning display
of spectacular illuminations
that can annually be found lining
the Promenade, near
the Blackpool Pleasure Beach,
that the people of Blackpool
always put a great deal of effort into
because they have been among
some of the most important attractions
that has kept attracting visitors
and tourists to this place for generations –
and even as people grow older,
and as new families are formed,
there isn’t a year that goes by
when people in their droves
do not look forward to visiting,
to revisiting, to enjoying,
to remembering, and being awe-inspired
by the sight of the flashing
and vibrant colours and lights
of the “Vegas of the North”, Blackpool,
and it’s stunning illuminations.

My Poem ‘Coat of Arms’

It’s a cold day in early November –
the pavements are clear,
but the sky is white;
it is so cold
that everybody who is out and about
is wrapped up well
and trying to keep warm
in sanctuaries inside;
I am bracing myself
to return to the freezing temperatures
of the outside world,
on the other side of the window
of the coffee shop where I am sitting –
however, what comforts me,
and what I know will warm me
as I brave the cold,
is the same thing and the same feeling
that I get after the love of my life
and I have kissed –
and I know that when it is time
for me to leave where I am now
and venture home,
I know that the love that I share
with my soulmate and my best friend
who lives far away
will surround me and keep me enveloped
like an electric blanket
when I put on my “Melissa” leather jacket.

People seem to be moving quicker;
time seems to be going faster;
people are purchasing more
than they normally world
at every cash-register;
it is frigid outside at the moment,
but I know that this
is only but the start of winter.

People are booking
their summer holidays already;
the world is settling in
to a brand new season;
people are hoping
that when Christmas arrives
they will be ready;
as is necessary,
every thing that is happening
is happening for a reason.

Illuminations and decorations
are being hung in preparation
of being switched on
and enjoyed to their full-effect;
birds are leaving their nests
and flying south to warmer climates;
I am thinking about the future
and about the happy
and the wonderful times
that I will share
with that special someone in my life
that have not happened yet;
the future itself
is being illuminated right in front of me,
and I am ready to race towards it,
while not once thinking
to ever want to take off
my own coat of arms
that is my “Melissa” jacket.

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