Long Enrol Poems
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Gentlemen, raise your glass to the British institution,
Breeding the champagne elite with seamless execution
Exclusively tailored for the clotted cream of the crop
With privileged patrilineage as the firm backdrop
The bespoke cradle that nurtures elite evolution
Crafting leaders of Britain's unwritten constitution
Renowned for ‘hoorah’ high spirits and notoriety
Crowned on high pedestals in moments of sobriety
Vandalism explained briskly away
Upper class boys club spirits sashay
Entitlement says, "turn a blind eye"
The Club, “purely hearsay, by the by”
While the common personage may humbly sip tea
Tailcoats stained with joviality, champagnes spree
Aware the law will not have their ‘guts for garters’ *
In recognition of gab and bubbly barters
Once they graduate with the superior scroll
They enrol with honours on parliaments roll
Embracing all their fine manners and etiquette
Hogging the political scene, lest we forget
And through the vast ancient chambers and corridors
'Bully, Bully, Bully' seeps slyly through the pores
Where the brotherhood debates the law of the land
Holding a flute of the finest champagne to hand
*Guts for Garters – Meaning to punish severely
Date: 10/04/23
Contest: Bullingdon Boys
Sponsor: Joe Maverick
“Strength does not come from physical capacity. It comes from an indomitable will.”- Mahatma Gandhi
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Inner Strength
When clouds of despair shroud the mind
And darkness of night veils the soul
It is time one`s anchor to find
And the inner strength to enrol
To avert down a ditch to fall
Or head oneself against a wall.
Happy New Year To You
Happy new year, full of blessings
Along every day of the year
Pouring from the Divine up high,
Positive thoughts guiding your life
Yourself and dear ones to exalt.
New joys may the new year bring in
Exulting perfumes of success,
Wishes of yours may they turn true.
Years fly on swiftly as a bird,
Enrol them your dreams to fulfil,
Appreciate life with its beauty,
Rise above the humdrum of life.
To achieve goals set for New Year
Over coming days, weeks and months,
Yearn in safety to reach the port
On board of the celestial ship
Under captainship of the Lord.
Packing a suitcase
To take the road
Travelling light in a
‘Take everything’ mode
Instagram pictures
Pets in with the clothes
“I wish I could take them
But it just won’t close”
But what to do
When you can’t say no
To taking a dog
Wherever you go
When I go travelling
I have no choice
I take my dog
And my internal voice
A big black dog
Contained in my case
My luggage still light
Fixed smile on face
My dog called Dep
Goes all over with me
But my dog isn’t one
For all to see
He has is own passport
His surname is Ression
But here’s where I tell you
I have a confession
Metaphorical Dep
The dog
Clouds my thoughts
With a dark coloured fog
I try to leave him
He tags along
I’ve learnt to accept
He wants to belong
So we go together
Sometimes he decides
How we both feel
Where sadness resides
Sometimes, just sometimes
I take control
And in to some happiness
We both enrol
When you have a dog
Big, black, just like Dep
Remember the journey
Isn’t just one step
Form:
Memories of future events
Recollections of measures ahead
Reminiscence in fast forward
Aspirations leaping back
Projections of past reckoning
Icebergs frozen in conscience
Consciousness without borders
Recollective molten amnesia
Advanced reality looms precariously in forgone loops of oblivion
Renounced surrender pleads for reprieve in courageous defeat
A clairvoyant seeks to make sense of tea leaves still drowned
The backstage raven cusps darkened hope where none is left
Futuristic amnesia on the run is looking onto sunken imprints
Dragged feet are pegged to a ragged core of stuttering insanity
Wild wings roar raging on collision courses with roots’ firm recall
Yet the fool seeks wisdom if only for reruns of nascent madness
The black bird is caught in a trap of concerted voices in aphasia
A torn music sheet drifts down an abyss behind closed curtains
But the clouded clown’s mind refuses time's penultimate applause
Claps his bound feet and decides to enrol in imponderable cheers
21st February 2020
Sun shining, angels draw attention from the softest touch
Seeing the glow from your aura, love at this time, I didn’t have much
You looked at me with an inner love, you touched my lonely soul
It’s no wonder with you I could not wait any longer to enrol
You held my hand, shared your deepest thoughts with me
You unwrapped your heart, a gift opened for all to see
How did you break down the barricade around my core?
I’ll never know, but for that reason, its you I adore.
Feeling the warmth of your radiant skin, can you be from up above?
Overwhelming, as the angel I embrace is protection sent to love
I close my teary eyes, disbelief that your head was encompassed by light.
Visions of a Halo so full and calm, so tranquil but so bright.
Wanting you is the easiest task I have ever employed
Having been blessed with you, I remain forever overjoyed
Feelings that damage you absorb, replaced with loving devotion
How my life runs more structured, even with all the emotion
I treasure the time we spend together, moments forever stored
Golden meadows, such a glorious place. My thoughts are never ignored.
Loving you is a wonderful vision, made real by you in my life
That’s the reason why you allowed me, to call you my Wife.
2026.03.31
End of March, I applied to study a program,
At the RMIT city campus Victoria Melbourne.
Learning a numeracy, professional and administration course.
I planned to get the certificate IV,
So, I could help the people more.
How long did it take me all,
To complete the entire enrolment's procedures.
No where near under four weeks period.
What went so terrible wrong with it?
How come it take far too long.
First, the staff of Study at RMIT,
They applied for me a wrong course.
I must speak the Auslan language first,
Before learning their signs language of interpreting.
Went back to them through another hurdle.
Was there avaibility to do part time?
Study face to face or on line?
Finally, I was sent to VE Student Connect.
Back and forth with tiredsomely and exhaustedly.
What a gruelsome journey before attending classes.
Hold one horse, I have not finished,
Made attempts to complete the LLN tests.
How many times over how many days?
Loss count. Half a dozen? May be.
While all that happening, guessed what next.
Potential duplicate of the student identification numbers.
One in 1984, another a decade later.
That put a hold on a week,
For the Administration to thoroughly check.
What a rough interesting journey so far.
End of April, I decided to enrol.
Mind me, I had to do it,
With the assistances from the Student Connect.
Then back to VE Connect building 94,
To select the classes for 1st semester.
With all that how exhausted I was.
April and the clocks forward spring,
our cricket practice gets in full swing.
Nets to untangle from their poles,
players to call and enrol.
Gang mowers to grease and oil,
the team kit-bag to disembroil.
Green stained pads to whiten bright,
fixture lists to expedite.
Mend the sight screen's rickety panels,
coax another season from my flannels.
Wash and iron the umpire's coats,
the score-box to creosote.
Tea urns to scour,crockery to rinse and clean..
a team captain's tasks routine,and unseen.
Cricketers good,indifferent,unsung,
across this land in a timeless sport played for fun.
Grapes are sour
Mountaineering expedition to start
Jubilant Jack rushed to enrol his name.
Enthusiastic Jack thought to exert
effort to win lots of prize and fame.
Two months tough training was mandatory.
Late-riser Jack bound to wake up at five.
Rigorous practice seemed not satisfactory.
Hard labor! But what’s the alternative?
Comfort-loving Jack could not continue
What to do? Jack yearned for victory and prize.
Another event on next avenue:
Jubilant Jack searched and found on surprise.
He was delighted to join walking race.
Being bold brave jack walked in glory and grace
08/27/18
Jack was born in 1981, but at the age of 18,
Was punched in his face so he was out clean,
He fell backwards to hit his skull on the kerb,
Which haemorrhaged his brain to fully curb,
His future as a Birmingham City footballer.
He’d been with the Blues since he was ten,
So after intensive care and recuperation’s den,
He flitted from local club to local club insane,
‘Cos it was so hard with his imbalance skein,
Neither could he twist nor head confidently.
Two years later, in 2011, after that fierce attack,
And after extensive rehabilitation - not to lack,
Because Jack was left with mild Cerebral Palsy,
The charity Headway pointed him to sport by CP,
So he joined the England 7-a-side footballers.
He’s captain of the team with his experience,
‘Cos many of the others were born, deliverance,
With CP, and so they don’t have leadership skills,
Or the training you get from the big clubs’ bills:
Jack is proud to encourage the squad on or off.
He is a mentor on Dame Kelly Holmes Trust, focus,
On the Get On Track program he does direct, locus,
And he’s behind other young people’s programs,
Like AQA Unlocking Potential to give people grams,
To enrol in college or Uni, or to train or to find work.
Jack’s attacker got a sentence of twelve months,
In a young offenders institution to wear the cloths,
But he only served six of them, such a light penalty,
For a sudden life-change, a twist to redirect destiny,
And Jack’s never set eyes on him again, no wish to.
He’s going to Rio to play firstly against the Japanese,
Where he’ll bask in the sun, so different from freeze,
He came 9th at the Intercontinentals 2013, the way up,
5th at the Euro Championships 2014, success to sup,
Then 5th at the Worlds in 2015, an even better victory.