NINETEEN SIXTY TWO

Through that small window of time I see

the Rendezvous Cafe a napkin and me. 

Perfect Italian cup to my right

the smell of coffee pure delight. 

 

Quintessential Mayfair heat

in the early sixties' historical street. 

On the napkin doodles and words

as if a moment could care -

but the rounded coffee spurred me on

establishing me there. 

 

Still I write and that was the past,

this moment equally strong,

and I move from the window

the lingering there

to a view as broad as it's long. 

◄ ESSEX HAS FALLEN!

MANTRA ►

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John Coopey

Tue 29th Sep 2020 09:06

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Martin Elder

Tue 29th Sep 2020 08:28

I have to confess that even in the last few years I have started scribbling on napkins. But usually I make sure I have a notebook with me.
Nice one Ray

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Paul Sayer

Mon 28th Sep 2020 16:45

I am reading this Ray whilst sitting with headphones on listening to 'Sandy Denny' and the track from Johns amazing poem 'Fable'... and crying tears of remembrance spurred on my your superb piece of poetry.


Thanks for the memories

Paul.

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M.C. Newberry

Mon 28th Sep 2020 15:41

An entertaining peek into the past. Ah...the start of those "swinging sixties" some of us can recall. Or as a lyric tells it: Those were
the days, my friend...".As for scribbling stuff on available scraps of
paper: in an earlier age, Charles Trenet was reported to have done
that with his great popular song "La Mer" aboard a south-bound
train in pre-war France. It remains a personal favourite, effortlessly
conjuring up the adventure and anticipation experienced during his long-ago journey to the sun.

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Graham Sherwood

Mon 28th Sep 2020 14:05

Allegedly, bob Dylan wrote some of his most famous lyrics on Cafe serviettes/napkins Ray. You should have stuck at it. A charming glimpse back. I am currently fascinated by time for a variety of reasons. My young granddaughter Beatrix is already banging on about Christmas and we of course tell her not to wish her time away.

However, I have recently read that to a six year-old Christmases have come around twenty percent of her lifetime (think about it) whereas for us old 'uni the figure is one and half percent. No wonder they are more seasonally aware.

I'll get my coat if I can remember where I put it!

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