Glory Days (SaM'S and Me)

Glory Days (SaM'S and Me)

A Poem by Chloe..Across the Universe
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Picture This

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Having, being, feeling lost I came across
SaM'S -a or the sign seemed a bit like me- 
Fallen from the ages of a crumbling building 
The sign was mangled and completely 
                    B R O K E N
                        SaM'S
With  a letter missing the second to be 
                    E X A C T an -
                         "A"
No longer did this sign shine down in 
Neon glory inviting and welcoming 
Lost souls that were a bit mangled, 
Crumbled from ages with a missing letter 

How strange this sign and I had so much in common
An inanimate object 
And a semi- inanimate human 

I bet , I just bet you were something wonderful,
Beautiful, inviting and enticing in your glory days 
SAM"S 
I bet you could, did bring the house down
Back then- SAM"S 

Now you lie here in a dirty alleyway 
Alone and broken dreaming of " when"

Funny how much you and I have in common SAM"S
I said as I hung you upon my wall ... 
Humming along with The Boss - 
"Glory day's, yeah they'll pass you by "...





© 2012 Chloe..Across the Universe



Author's Note

Chloe..Across the Universe
Having not written in many months I eeked and leaked this one from the pen
( Sorry it is as is )

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I love 'broken' poems like this!

They feel like you're reading thoughts- or shattered flashes of memory- impossible to analyze line by line, but appreciated as a whole...?

Posted 4 Years Ago


Reminds me of finding notes in the sand back home on the beach.. so much is hidden in the most forgotten and broken places

Posted 4 Years Ago


It's funny how one small event can explain so much, I love your style, something quite refreshing! :)

Posted 5 Years Ago


Love the Springsteen quote but the piece really reminded me of a Poison tune, "Something to Believe In"...and this line, "Underneath a broken old neon sign that used to read Jesus Saves" "I'm going down to the well tonight, I'm gonna drink till I get my fill and when I get old I hope I don't sit around talking about it...but I probably will" (big smile) Let me grab my guitar and serenade this beautiful lady...BIG HUGS to you sweety.

Posted 5 Years Ago


Beautiful. This sums up writing. You see detail where others see nothing. I can tell it poured from your pen. I loved it. :) thanks for sharing with us all

Posted 5 Years Ago


Oh, Chloe... this is so poignant. You made beautiful poetry out of a piece of rubbish on the street. I too, wonder about broken things. And broken people.... I love this. I truly, truly love this.

Posted 5 Years Ago


Oh God, that one struck home. This sums up this moment, right now, in my life, perfectly. I'm 21 years old, no life, no friends and dreaming of high school, the yesteryear, my glory days.

Posted 5 Years Ago


It will come to pass. Very prophetic of you dear. Nice write and great point.
Be well

Posted 5 Years Ago


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"Glory day's, yeah they'll pass you by "...I'm with you...with this...



Posted 5 Years Ago


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imaginative objectification ... as to that of a broken sign, discarded and left to decay in an alley, missing pieces as to a burned out bulb. i don't see the fatigue of aging so much as a spirit fractured by life's harrowing assaults. i love that she cares for her broken self enough to rescue the remains and give them a place of honor, a restful, respectful place within which to heal. beautiful pain, chloe. well done.

Posted 5 Years Ago



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Chloe..Across the Universe
Chloe..Across the Universe

Smalltown, USA, AR



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