I wrote two new poems today.

The Mental Score-Sheet.

I am somebody prone to being very competitive,
And that's a streak in me which you could call repetitive.
Now it even includes a form of mental self-blame,
Which is how I'd describe things I apparently play, called mind games.

I can play them privately, subconsciously or in conversation,
And they can make my thoughts interact like two warring nations.
This form of cognitive dissonance is quite like a maze,
For while figurative and brief it can put me in a haze.

I know, also, how they can affect the other party,
Making them feel guilty or confused, as opposed to happily eating smarties.
I don't say that, either, to prove my mental size,
Only to challenge the stereotype that folks like me can't empathise.

I've learned about my mind games thanks to one particular friend,
Whose relationship with me is one we frequently have to mend.
Now some of you may know what it's like for your brain to be in a bend,
So to those of you, and all my friends, all my love I send.

A Rhyme for the Saga, with Love Even for Jar-Jar. With then blue words on black, in 1977, There was introduced a franchise that's intergalactic heaven. Once the Tantive IV and that Destroyer passed over the camera, Cinema and pop culture both suddenly had more stamina.

Three years later we all learned of a father-son link, Causing shock and debate that must've brought many to the brink. Three years after that we learned our heroes were brother and sister, Which may justify the thought that perhaps he shouldn't have kissed her.

Then for sixteen years it hibernated, just like Han in the carbonite, But then suddenly it was back and, more than ever, with box office might. Now it had aspects of which some fan disliked the flavour, But they still became iconic, as much as the image of a lightsaber.

Star Wars has the world's affection now in a permanent lock, Whether that's thanks to Droids, Wookiees, the Jedi, the Sith or of course the feisty Ewoks. And whichever planet we'd choose to inhabit, from Coruscant to Naboo, Star Wars is our religion, and the Force is with me - and you.