Al Green

Al Green

A Poem by Nik
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The picture is of my dad and my late mother, 19th July 1969.

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Even now
I cannot hear her past,
follow the sounds
that cul-de-sac
in chorus and melody
and the footstep-echoes,
of her
 
while he directs,
my memory sat-nav,
lilting soulfully
to when we were young
and vinyl crackled
like tyres on roads
and yet
 
only now
can I tread her past
the milestone images
tarmac-cracked,
aging the youthful
in an imitation of life,
but still
 
I can bear this journey
sepia toned
or weakly coloured,
picking an easy path
to when she was young
and beautiful
before life had it’s way.

© 2008 Nik


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i don't know why your fine poetry doesn't get more attention, but then i've got lists and lists of things i don't know...

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Ebs
Beautiful poem. Loved the words used. They painted a really clear picture. great work.

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