January 14th

The bigger plan, the wider picture
The longest mile, the sacred scripture
The simplest reason, the greatest cause
To try an iron out those 'human' floors.
Another pint of beer or glass of wine
to straighten out and redefine
The night befores booze and chips 
Are, in the morning, waiting on belly and hips.
There's no getting away, there's no denying.
I'm getting in deeper, the deeper I'm frying
Its getting confusing and more convolute
As I'm forced toward more veg and fruit
It's not about looks, it's all about soul
It's all about timings and portion control
Seeking out new ways to try and fix it 
Reading diet books with a tea and a biscuit
BISCUIT NO GOOD, CALORIE, BIG AMOUNT! 
But we all know, broken ones don't count
Ah, the dieters friend, the blinkered mind
Finding flaws and ways to stay blind
The thing we know whilst we are trying to lose it
Is, it’s all in our minds but we scared to use it. 
When dieting, it's hard to feel great 
Compounded by the extra burden and weight
Take big steps both physically and mentally
And your reach you goal, you know, eventually!

January 13th

Going forwards is not ‘simply’
It’s not all it’s cracked up to be
It’s all there, way out ahead of me
I’m full of motivation blocking
I’m trying to walk but end up falling
My brain and mind are constantly brawling
I’m getting stuck by mental stalling
I’m continually self-knocking
I thought I had it, I thought I was there,
Bit nothing now except blank stare
I’m falling asleep in life’s armchair
I started to rock but now I'm rocking.
I thought I had it I thought I knew
How to plan the unlade path for you
I was aware of all the things to do
I'll stick with it until succeeded
The days that I miss will be far and few
I’ll state it now and vow renew
I’ll heed this warning and take my cue
As the kick up the arse I needed

January 12th

In the busying bustling of the morning commute
Stands a business man in his business suit
He's not bothered with a shoe or a boot
He can get there quicker in trainers.
He chooses pumps for travelling quickness.

The juxtapose is a joy to witness
He's the Mo Farrar in the land of business
They are his deal time gainers
He's the tie and sneakers top look rocker
He's the leather upper, man-made soul knocker.
His loafers lie low in London locked locker
He glows with yellow laces.
He makes other commuters look like gerbils
He'll get there quicker without feet girdles
all in his way he treats as hurdles
kicking dust in all their faces

January 11th

I struggle with every sentence, word and letter.

Thinking of how I could do it better

Wanting to delete each thing I write

I probably won’t but then again I might

It always seems that I could do more

Again my writing is becoming a chore

I'm getting lost in a familiar direction  

Seeking out my rhyming perfection

Maybe I should be a lesser goal setter

I'm thinking of how I could do it better

I struggle to with points I’d like to action

Constantly looking for any distraction

Spending ten minutes on whatever I can find

Ending the focus of my fragile mind

I struggle with every sentence, word and letter

And one day I’ll learn how to do it better.

January 10th

When tomorrow comes, will you have said all you can say?

Or will you be clinging on to the thoughts of yesterday?

When tomorrow comes, will you still be full of pride?

Or will you be holding on to the love you had that died?

When tomorrow comes, will you be standing at the station?

Surrounded by the fog of your alienation

When tomorrow comes will you look back upon you time

As moments filled with emptiness or happiness sublime?  

When tomorrow comes.

But today is here and is yet to be discovered

With the path that leads to victory still to be uncovered

Today is here and it is waiting for you now

You have to take a hold of what’s happening somehow

Today is here but it won’t be here forever

Think about tomorrow but live your life together

Today is here, time’s not yours to borrow

Make the most of now or start regretting life tomorrow

When tomorrow comes

January 9th

To try, is just excusing

And preamplifiers your faith in losing

You hesitate and prepare to fail

So you happily stay on your rail

But no good will come of you ‘trying’

You‘ll never get over your fear of flying

‘It’s too big’ you’ll say, ‘I’ll start smaller’

And pretty soon the rest have grown taller

Why settle for high when there is higher

Do you want to remain the good little trier?

Start out by having greater aims

And signify your bolder claims

It’s there to be done, so get on and do it

Try, as a verb, it time we withdrew it

People trying is beginning to bug my

It should only exist as a score in rugby

Let eliminate ‘try’ to just being a fable

And instead of trying you’ll just be able

You’ll no longer be known as the ‘nearly kid’

But the man, who said, he can and did

Change your mentally and to your surprise

Your ‘done’ will outnumber all of your tries

January 8th

She wakes up, just before the day

She makes up and gets on her way

She moves around the house, in her silent creep

A quiet as a mouse, to not disturb his sleep

Until I am able to see your face once more

Won’t you kiss me as you walk out the door?

He comes round when the alarm bells play

Stumbles into life in the regular way

He pours a cup, like the rest of the town

He’s up when they are up and down when they’re down

He starts to dream of home by about four

When he can kiss her as he walks through the door

January 7th

Confusions starts and fogs up my mind

I’m only one week in and I’m one day behind

The future now is seemingly less defined  

I’m only one week in and I’m one day behind.

My confidence was running high

I thought I was learning to fly

But as my train comes off its track

I feel myself slip further back

I try to think but my thoughts declined

I’m only one week in and I’m one day behind

The road ahead is more steeply inclined

I’m only one week in and I’m one day behind

I thought I was just getting started

By my thinking times departed

I’ve lost my mind and lost my way

And my plan has slipped back a day

My hopeful beginning is now failure consigned

I’m only one week in and I’m one day behind

My forward thinking has been redesigned

I’m only one week in and I’m one day behind

Things were supposed to get more simplistic

Ease the pressure of my brain ballistic

Not enough work and too much play

Has managed to set me back one day

January 5th

I love your happiness and blue skies

And all that’s in-between

I love the kindness in your eyes

My favourite hazel –green

I wish more people had your compassion

Your strength and inner core

My love is my trending fashion

My love & much much more.

I want your life to be surrounded

With delights that you desire

I am constantly astounded

With the light of your life’s fire

Your love is the key

I’ll hold open any door

You have, always, all my love

My love & much much more.

Through all kinds of weather

We’re still standing strong

We’ll always be together

With you is where I belong

So many great things I want for you

Constant blue skies up above

Take my love in all you do

Much more than all my love

January 4th

My thoughts have to leave their domain

Spilling out from my brain

Turning the genius switch on again

And get this party started

Reminded of my lessons learned

And the reward of prizes earned

We left once but now we’ve returned

It’s really not for the faint hearted

The track that I once feared to tread

The path that I would always dread

Now words cannot remain unsaid

It’s all a matter of timing

It seems to all fall into place

And moves at a much faster pace

I can’t help but give a warm embrace

There’s a reason to my rhyming

My pages start to fill once more

Words that were dismissed before

Try as I might, I cannot ignore

They continue to just appear

Writing becomes easier each day

Painting a life I wish to portray

Couplets seem to ricochet

The start of another long year

January 3rd

You pay me, daily, to lure me here

I lighten the office with my witty cheer

I teach the new folks until things are clear

Let me be employee of the year

I'm polite in emails starting each one with ‘Dear…’

I follow procedures and to rules I adhere

I embrace my colleagues and respect my peer

To increase my chances of employee of the year

I put the ‘I’ in team and make I'm, we’re.

I jump in the driving seat and skilfully steer

I listen intently with feelings sincere

To achieve my goal; employee of the year

When at plateau I can raise a gear

And turn a job into a career

One for all! Like a musketeer

To boost my odds of employee of the year

Helping out like a volunteer

A multi-faceted engineer

The hotel’s own Edward Lear

Please let me be the employee of the year

January 2nd

New Year, new day

Same career, same way

New start, new chance

Same song, same dance

New handle, new broom

Same desk, same room

New dawn, new hope

Same toilet, same soap

New clothes, new look

Same page, same book

New talk, new rants

Same socks, same pants

New view, new belief

Same Indian, Same Chief

New minute, new time

Same prison, same crime

New opinion, new voice

Same option, same choice

New player, new game

Same pace, same same.

January 1st

We have more in common than where we once grew

The places we've been and the faces we knew

You took my life’s memories back to the start

Cooling my mind and warming my heart

We relived each faux pas, we laughed and smiled

And I viewed that night through the eyes of a child

Preconceptions were quashed and awkwardness thwarted

Though bodies had changed and faces distorted

Back then we had more hair and a little less weight

As we remembered the times when we were great

Each question was asked with care and precision

Met by 2 parts respect and 1 part derision

All took turns with humiliation bespoke

No one was above the being the butt of the joke

I was afraid that my neglect would enjoyment detract

But my soul filled with pride as I returned to the pack

As our lives moved sideways and our families grew

I've drifted away from the friends I once knew

But with an open heart, open mind & a grin

I returned home and they let me back in 

Here I go again........

Thank you for taking the time to click.
A warm welcome to new readers, I hope you enjoy.
If you have arrived here after enduring my last blog then an even bigger welcome.
This time it's going to be a little different, a daily blog but not necessarily poetry.
The discipline of writing each day is certainly something I have missed.
I also missed the sense of achievement and build up of material, it's nice to have an outlet.
2012 was an amazing year and would have benefited from being catalogued.
I think it might have proven easier than 2011's effort 'The year of the Gav'.
A new feature will be 'Made my day' a collaborative idea.
Each day, in a Doogie Howser-esque fashion, I will replay the one thought that 'Made my day'
Thank you again and in advance for your time.
Please leave messages and feedback, it'll will help me improve.
Gav xx