We used to walk the boards in variety
There was such glamour in those days
Perhaps not the top rung of society
As we danced upon the stage
Ah! such times and so much energy
Seems like years have passed away
And who cares now? Who gives a toss?
We're now disposable commodities they say
But sometimes when the old band plays
On a gramophone in the attic
You can hear the applause and curtains rise
Above the scratching and the static
Now some days are better than others
It can only get a little better
As these old aching bones remember
On rainy days that just get wetter
It can only get a little better
Now the retirement home is closing
Staying here was temporary anyway
Tonight it's shepherd's pie again
The cook has pissed it all away
But it doesn't matter after all
At least that's what we all think
For these rheumy eyes have seen it all
Being poured right down the sink
So smile for us
Just dry those tears
We had our time
There is nothing for us here
Now somedays are better than others
It can only get a little better
As these old aching bones remember
On rainy days that just get wetter
It can only get a little better
A contest entry
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Like a memory. interesting. i did not notice that it rimed until the end.
great poem!
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fantastic imagery and stunning emotion
this was amazing poetry
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A very thoughtful but sad piece penned here. As memory revolves in sweet surrender, allowing room for the heart to embrace. Nice write!;f
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Such nostalgic imagery flows through my mind as I read this poem. Thanks for sharing this with us, poet...
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Very vivid imagery. This is sad and lovely. Excellent work!
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This is wonderful. The imagery is simply stunning. Amazing write.
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a wonderful poem with beautiful images . I once read somewhere we begin to see the true beauty of a place or time, after we have left it. so true and the poem definitely expresses this.
thanks.
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Lovely work here and good luck to you
in all of these contests. I hope that
you do well with this one! Thanks a lot
for sharing it here!
Jeremy0826 -
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not what i was looking for, but of course you penned excellency as you always do.
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Sounds like an excellent and well balanced life with very few if any regrets and proud indeed.
You did a realy good job on this, thank you for your entry and good luck in the contest. -
Your song was heard and the line that hit me most was:
"On a grammaphone in the attic" ... the silent place!
For once the muse is noted & recorded it remains embossed upon the senses ... joy
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