Old friends

Poetry

Salford, 14th November 2018

Memories of a mate, brought back in an instant

A blast from the past, delivered with a click

Noted – you’ve not talked for a while

Changes in address do that 

Hoping – they remember your name

Expectations raised as they recognise your face

Someone should have said – its the passing of time

Talk about the old days, in a familiar place

Engaging about others 

Round a table with Tea and cake

Old Friends

Poetry, Schooldays

Note from Inky:

Cheers to

https://serafinajayne.wordpress.com/2017/02/09/friendship/

for the prompt

 

You’ve been around for a bit

going round in the same circles

but passing each other without noticing

 

You shared everything

from gobstoppers to pencil cases

and spots on the high school bus

 

Your paths met

a lifetime fork in the road

as you went one way, and they went another

 

You wandered where they ended up

No phone calls letters or e-mails

Till one day – a message – “You’ve got mail”

 

Arrangements made

and best suit pressed

for a meet of the whole year – most impressed

 

And as you reach, the dance hall door

your old friends sat waiting – like you knew them before

as you head out to venture the dance hall floor

Letter to Pratchett

books, Memorial, Memories, People, Places, Poetry

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A fan letter to the late #TerryPratchett,

(who I met at a Book signing in Manchester back in 2003).

Hi there Terry,

It’s me, the Lanky lad from Lancashire

Memories of meeting you in Manchester

Along with an Army of other readers

Discussing our favourite Discworld books,

As we waited in the wind

Wobbly walking up to your desk in Waterstone’s Bookstore

Shaking a Legendary writers hand,

as you took time to answer questions from a fan

Memories captured in a Moment

Shared between a Fan and an Author

and captured in a simple signature.

Hope all is well in Deaths Domain….

All the Best,

Brian

P.S.  Hope you won the Chess Game.

The Reunion

Life, Romance

One More Time

Coloured lights flicker off
the big glitter ball
as you arrive at the dance
at the old school hall

Friends from your past,
Greet with a cheer
as you are the one,
they want to be near!

All of those faces, from days of old
Come into the warmth, and out of the cold
and the faces around you, don’t seem to have changed
You thought they’d forgot you
They all know your name

You talk with your chums,
remembering the time
when you were in French
Conversing your lines

And the girl you once fancied
is at the back of the room
Remembering the light
you gave in the gloom

You’re all drinking things
Not allowed in that time
as you reminisce with Bitter
or Vodka and Lime

Now she’s dancing wi’ Girlfriends
to a tune you both knew,
She’s 16 again
and you’re feeling Blue.

She walks across the hall
and calls out your name.
You raise a smile
and take part in her game.

And as she skips across sweetly
grabbing hold of your hand,
you both dance together
to the sound of the band