On not saying hello

by John (@bookdreamer)
(Bristol, UK)

It was on the 8.30 to London and I was lost in a poem
more to pass the time then for serious effect
when I looked over and saw a basement squat
and a time when you and I were friends.

More to pass the time then for serious effect
I imagine leaning over and apologetically reminding
you of a time when you knew me and my brother.
I turned back to my poem and remembered why not.

I imagine leaning over and apologetically reminding
you of my brother, now dead but scared of life yet
I turned back to my poem and remembered why not
as the train announcements make you stir.

Of my brother, now dead but scared of life you
won’t recall but it’s when I lost my world
as the train announcements make you stir
I see his face sketched now only in my thoughts.

I won’t recall when I lost my world
as I look over and see a basement squat
so as the train announcements make you stir
I’m lost in a poem on the 8.30 to London.

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Brothers listening
by: @PJCII67

I'm with you on the edge of loss, you leaned 2 me and I listened. Somewhere again together then ? forever.

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by: Gay Cannon

I love this poem. I'm glad you posted it here. You have a real talent for writing. Hopefully you'll reach a wider readership and get published. Congratulations.

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