Hi,
This is my first post on www.ray-wilcox.com so it really is a red lettuce day for me. If you are new readers you may wish to aquaint yourselves with my writings by checking out my 60plus diary entries on www.getjealous.com/apeckhamboy. I won't be using that site any more as this is my new home.
I always say hello to friends, so chilly Sunday greetings to Wilf and Sheila, John and Mo, Robin and Maureen, Victor and Bettina and Billy. I hope to be saying Hi to many more of you as the weeks and months pass.
Winter has finally descended upon us in Spain with the daytime temperatures dropping to 10 degrees. Not bad by UK standards but bloody cold for us. Giorgio, our beautiful siamese cat, continues to rule this particular roost and long may he continue to do so. Mum, she really belongs to Margaret but I share her, is coming to stay with us for the festive season. I know that It can't be the reason why many of you are fleeing to the UK, can it? We are looking forward to having a great time with her, particularly as her birthday is on the 25th.
Despite a poor record at school, I've always been interested in the written word and I now have a collection of nearly 200 poems, some of which chronicle my life and others who have been close to me. Margaret has been the inspiration for much of my written work and you may recognise her in 'Lock-Down Blues'!
The other creative bits and pieces I involve myself in is lyric writing and painting. A dear friend recently offered the advice that my efforts at painting should really be concentrated on the walls of the villa and not some poor canvas. Don't you just love friends!
I normally end with one of my poems so I offer, for your consideration, 'The Lock Down Blues'. I started to write this in 2004 and it went through changes until I finished it in 2009. It was the inspiration for my first novel.
The Lock Down Blues
The bell is ringing
It won't stop now
There's nothing for you to choose
If you fight the man
He will lay you down
And play you The Lock Down Blues
You can bang your head
The whole night through
But no one will comfort you
Kick and hit the door
Will only make you sore
And give you The Lock Down Blues
If you taunt the man
He will wrap you up
Chastise you for being you
Try a different way
And restart your day
To the sound of The Lock Down Blues
As you close your eyes
Will you dream of light
Or the nightmares that follow you
If your time has come
And your day is done
Say goodnight to The Lock Down Blues
Does your blood run cold
When you think of her?
Have you finally paid your dues
She has nothing left
Not a single breath
As you cry to The Lock Down Blues
At the time of this
With a feather kiss
On a distant day
When your life was fine
Can you see your way
Will you go or stay
Are you sure you can toe the line?
If you make a sound
You will kiss the ground
As you pause to admire the views
From the dusty floor
To the ancient door
Don't give in to The Lock Down Blues
Turn inside yourself
Get to know your mind
Realise what you have to do
Analyse yourself
You will have the time
For embracing The Lock Down Blues
Give yourself the time
To relax and think
Take a trip to a place that's new
You can nod your head
To The Grateful Dead
And jam to The Lock Down Blues
In your pain and fear
Through a single tear
Know a change will come
Can you hold it tight
Keep it in you're heart
Never let it go
Are you sure you can make it right?
In your darkest hour
When it's closing in
Feeling tired and without a clue
You may hear a scream
From a distant dream
As you stir to The Lock Down Blues
In the early morn
At the break of dawn
It will all be the same to you
Try to settle down
You will hear the sound
Telling you it's The Lock Down Blues
As the creaking door
Opens wide for you
Take your time with the different view
Make it your last time
To embrace the dark
Say goodbye to The Lock Down Blues.
.......
Thanks
Ray
This is my first post on www.ray-wilcox.com so it really is a red lettuce day for me. If you are new readers you may wish to aquaint yourselves with my writings by checking out my 60plus diary entries on www.getjealous.com/apeckhamboy. I won't be using that site any more as this is my new home.
I always say hello to friends, so chilly Sunday greetings to Wilf and Sheila, John and Mo, Robin and Maureen, Victor and Bettina and Billy. I hope to be saying Hi to many more of you as the weeks and months pass.
Winter has finally descended upon us in Spain with the daytime temperatures dropping to 10 degrees. Not bad by UK standards but bloody cold for us. Giorgio, our beautiful siamese cat, continues to rule this particular roost and long may he continue to do so. Mum, she really belongs to Margaret but I share her, is coming to stay with us for the festive season. I know that It can't be the reason why many of you are fleeing to the UK, can it? We are looking forward to having a great time with her, particularly as her birthday is on the 25th.
Despite a poor record at school, I've always been interested in the written word and I now have a collection of nearly 200 poems, some of which chronicle my life and others who have been close to me. Margaret has been the inspiration for much of my written work and you may recognise her in 'Lock-Down Blues'!
The other creative bits and pieces I involve myself in is lyric writing and painting. A dear friend recently offered the advice that my efforts at painting should really be concentrated on the walls of the villa and not some poor canvas. Don't you just love friends!
I normally end with one of my poems so I offer, for your consideration, 'The Lock Down Blues'. I started to write this in 2004 and it went through changes until I finished it in 2009. It was the inspiration for my first novel.
The Lock Down Blues
The bell is ringing
It won't stop now
There's nothing for you to choose
If you fight the man
He will lay you down
And play you The Lock Down Blues
You can bang your head
The whole night through
But no one will comfort you
Kick and hit the door
Will only make you sore
And give you The Lock Down Blues
If you taunt the man
He will wrap you up
Chastise you for being you
Try a different way
And restart your day
To the sound of The Lock Down Blues
As you close your eyes
Will you dream of light
Or the nightmares that follow you
If your time has come
And your day is done
Say goodnight to The Lock Down Blues
Does your blood run cold
When you think of her?
Have you finally paid your dues
She has nothing left
Not a single breath
As you cry to The Lock Down Blues
At the time of this
With a feather kiss
On a distant day
When your life was fine
Can you see your way
Will you go or stay
Are you sure you can toe the line?
If you make a sound
You will kiss the ground
As you pause to admire the views
From the dusty floor
To the ancient door
Don't give in to The Lock Down Blues
Turn inside yourself
Get to know your mind
Realise what you have to do
Analyse yourself
You will have the time
For embracing The Lock Down Blues
Give yourself the time
To relax and think
Take a trip to a place that's new
You can nod your head
To The Grateful Dead
And jam to The Lock Down Blues
In your pain and fear
Through a single tear
Know a change will come
Can you hold it tight
Keep it in you're heart
Never let it go
Are you sure you can make it right?
In your darkest hour
When it's closing in
Feeling tired and without a clue
You may hear a scream
From a distant dream
As you stir to The Lock Down Blues
In the early morn
At the break of dawn
It will all be the same to you
Try to settle down
You will hear the sound
Telling you it's The Lock Down Blues
As the creaking door
Opens wide for you
Take your time with the different view
Make it your last time
To embrace the dark
Say goodbye to The Lock Down Blues.
.......
Thanks
Ray
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