Having a warm soup

We all meet up in the middle sometimes 
When the seasons are right 
We all brush off the mud on our boots 
On the doormat, that spells out welcome home 


Walking out of the cold into the warmth 
An empty chair seats idle  
With our names imprinted on, reserved  for
Like a movie director's chair with comfort 


Here take your coat off 
Here have a seat, here a warm soup 
Or coco, have some bread to fill you up 
And do tell us stories of adventure 


And trepidations, dragons you have slayed 
 At some point, I feared I wouldn't make it 
Nightmare rings awakening, like alarm clocks 
To my sleep awake and I sweat the demons out  


Words do, belittle experience to talk of 
But hold on, it is a lie what was spelt out  
In the beginning so bold, like prophecy 
And infested with assurance that mild  


We do not all meet in the middle sometimes 
When the seasons are right 
Some never made it back and empty seats 
Remain around tables in advent 


An old friend passed away 
He will not be here this year 
An old friend changed alliance, false start   
He now stands at the front line with the enemy 


An old friend lost his map 
He sits in the cold in street corners begging 
Without direction on course to take  
The magnet in his compass is without life 


So I hold back my speech of travesty 
And look into the hamper bag I carry  
To bring out presents of merry, I carry more of those 
Don't be fooled by t' size of t' bag, it is like the Tardis   


The most valuable of all, is to have made it here 
In the middle sometimes, when seasons are right 
To brush off the dirty on our boots, on welcome mats 
Hang our coats and have a warm soup 


NB: If you saw the baby in the picture above 
you have good eyes and Merry Christmas 

I am an oddball

Stupidity begrudges wisdom 

When what is said is abnormal  

And cannot be related to  

In the conventional sense "sage, says"

Normality can then be argued  

As does so often given in evidence 

To be the bedrock of wisdom 

As was wise not to have tried any different " you chicken" 


Walking on water on a surfboard  

Wise to say the earth was flat 
To save one's skin, stupidity of Galileo 
#Galileo, Galileo, got himself hanged 

But every now and then in new lights 

The scale of uniformity goes the opposite direction  

To start a new dimension of paradigm 

Like new seasons and green is the new black 

Which can only be instigated 

Under the auspices of abnormality 

A concept needing a dialogue  

An out of the box thinking "barmy" 

Most geniuses are then often classified 

Easily as being abnormal, in right of way 

Both in the sense of their ability to change 

The normal convention of the status quo 

And their peculiar characteristics odd 

That which helps to define their uniqueness 

And excuses their ability to be different 

In being eccentric in ways like Bobby Fischer  

So try this for size in funny woven jumpers 

A horrible Christmas presents forced to be worn  

After feasting on the Christmas turkey 

With sudoku for calorie  brain burn and t' Queen's speech 

If energy can never be destroyed 

Then it goes to show, that before, the before 

That before the big bang,  that was, there was energy

Before the beginning, energy did exist as the Alfa  

If energy can explode yet still 

Never be destroyed, but rather 

Take on matter to be mass in atomic energy

Stupidity begrudge wisdom, "bare with me"

Come on, stay with me on this, energy is God

Do you get, where I am going with this? 

Get with the program, who cares its Christmas 
And I am an oddball 

Follow the chain of thought 

Until the Christmas turkey digest 

And gym membership 

Comes back into fashion again 

#Galileo, Galileo, got himself hanged 
And science and religion finding their missing link
Has just been explained.

I am an odd ball