New Poetry
A couple of new poems
‘All for one night’
A night on the cold hard floor
May cause a little fright
Throughout the night
I (may not) (don’t) sleep very tight
But all for one night
I (will) feel the cold
The never ending cold
At the end of the day, the night
I can go home, a place I call home
To my wife and children
Kiss them upon their heads
& tell them I love them
Yet tonight, like last night
& the night before that
Plus the many before that
& tomorrow night, and many after
Through winter summer autumn and spring
There is someone sleeping on the cold floor of the world
Exposed to elements beyond the weather
All for one night
I (will) vaguely feel the cold
Only knowing it is for one night
Unlike the souls out every night.
Sunday night reminiscing. Uni times at the Greek listening to 'Caution Horses' (which lead to the love of Ezio).
I guess you need to have been there to know how good these nights were.
‘Sunday Greek’
The Greek
Sunday night
Music live
I felt alive
Songs played
Songs were sung
Export drank
Many a pint
On a Sunday night
Always wondered
Why Monday mornings
Were a little hazy
With friends
On a Sunday night
Everything felt
Just right
Rhythm of the songs
Felt as good then
As they do now
Sunday Greek
Was the best part
Of the week
A Sunday night
Now far
From the Greek
Yet memories
Now remembered
Reminisced
All while enjoying
An Export.