Dream

Well, I had a very strange dream the other night. I
was alone in a church, when a friend who's been dead
for many years sat next to me and started talking
about my life.

Now, as a rule, dreams usually last no more than 5
minutes, before they merge into another altogether
different dream. This one, however, seemed to last
for quite a while longer than 5 minutes.

This friend during the course of our conversation,
also told me of 3 things that are yet to happen. It
will be interesting to see if these things come to pass.
I not one for being mystical, but this dream was very
vivid, and as such I felt compelled to share it.

PrestonPoet.

Assignment

I have just received my score for my final assignment. I was
awarded 80%. Not quite a first, but a very good grade two
score. Now I only have one final project to complete. I
have already begun writing this. So far I have written
3,800 words and need to write at least 5,000 for the project,
so well and truly into the final stages.

My plan is to continue to write and develop this piece of writing.
I have a feeling I can produce a novel from the idea I have used
for my final project. Time will tell.

PrestonPoet.

Looking Forward

It's been a little while since my last post. My life isn't running
as smoothly as I would wish at the moment. However, I
strive to remain optimistic. I need to believe that the present
difficulties I am encountering will be resolved. I post quite often
on Twitter, but these past few days I haven't felt like sharing or
chatting to the nice people that I know on there. I'm sure I will
return soon enough.

On a more positive note, I have discovered a pair of birds have
made their home in a tree in my garden. I have watched them
gathering grass and twigs and so on. Their nest is looking very
homely and I hope to report that they are proud parents in the
weeks ahead.

Have fun, people.

Prestonpoet.

Hope

I am guilty at times of thinking too much. By that, I mean I tend
to think about things and circumstances over which I have no
control. When these thinking 'moods' occur, I find myself sinking
into deep thinking mode and can become oblivious to the world
around me, i.e. family and friends.

Despite these episodes of thinking, which can lead to self doubt,
I never ever lose HOPE. I am here to tell those of you, who like
me, mull over things far too much, never to lose hope. Please try
to remain positive. Believe in yourself. :-)

PrestonPoet.

Memories

I cannot believe it is 21 years since my friend, Josef died.
He was a refugee who fled Ukraine during WW2 I was only a
child when he came to live in the house across the road from us,
in 1974. For some reason folks used to call him the Polish man,
I never did know the reason for that.

He was the kindest and most gentle person I have ever met.
I remember him telling stories, and being totally enthralled
by his accent and the glint in his eye and smile on his face while
he told me and the other children far-fetched tales of when he
was a boy.

Before I travelled to Taiwan, we had a chat. He told me to
grasp the opportunity that fate had offered me. 'Better to
venture out and see the world' he said, 'Don't live your life
asking 'what if' live your life.' He gave me a pocket watch,
a really handsome time piece, telling me everytime I checked
the time I would remember what he had told me.

Sadly when I returned from my time in Taiwan, I found out that
Josef had passed away. I still have the pocket watch, and it's true
what he said. When I use it to check the time, his voice echoes in
my mind, 'Don't live your life asking 'what if' live your life'............

PrestonPoet.

Searching.....

I had to burn some bridges
I had to learn to walk
I had to burn some bridges
Say goodbye to all my folks

I was always in the shadows
I had never known the sun
But I had to leave those shadows
So I had to learn to run

Don't quite know where I'm going
Not sure when I will stop
But I have to keep on going
Until I think I've reached the top

I have so many fears
I am too afraid to shine
Got to shake off all these fears
And fulfil this life of mine

I know that I shall get there
Shed these years of lost frustration
I know that I will get there
To my final destination.

(C) PrestonPoet