Sand sifting through
The fingers of time
Taking me back to when
The world was mine
A simpler time
A simpler place
A lover’s mind
A lover’s face
Days spent on the beach
Days spent in the sun
And in the cool of the night
Our time secured as one
A lover’s face
A lover’s mind
A simpler place
A simpler time
Author notes
1988 - St. Andrew's, New Brunswick... and a pub where one of the songs most requested (by me) from two guys that played there was Streets of London. Just listening to the song brings back such wonderful memories....
Streets Of London - Sinead O'Connor version
A contest entry
- As The Music Plays & Stops by Kari.
600 points, ended April 11, 2008, 8 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Poet
simple and yet wonderful. I love easy reads with a perfect rhyme. Great work here poet.
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Nice. Beautiful poem. I think it flows well. Congratulations on the silver.
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I absolutely love this piece...it speaks so softly of better times.... ahhh we've all had them. So beautifully written!!
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so lofty
I really think this to be a lulliby of sorts...simple, delicate, yet to the point. love it
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I'd love to go back to those simpler days, Barbara... thank you for telling me where they are. Congratulations on your silver shiney...
I hope to see more from you soon. you are an excellent poet.
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Hey!
I love this for its sheer simplicity and gut feeling...
Streets of London, folk clubs and bars it's where I still live in my mind and my heart, I used to sing and play this one, tell me, where have all the good times gone?...long time ago....
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I often wish for simpler times again.
I like that you kept this concise, and didn't ruin the effect by making it complicated.
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I like this a lot. Everything is described so vividly. Amazing!
Krista.
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OH WOW!!! This is beyond brillant. It's kick ass awesome and I loved it! Very well done and best of luck
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