Poem For A Friend


The clocks stop and time ends

Nothing more for you my friend

Life is in the moment of breath

And when it no longer comes

nothing is left but death


No more talk

No more chit chat

No more conversation

The blonde barmaid is safe from our lusty eyes

and the rock music industry must go on

without our criticism


The bell rings and time ends

Last orders for you my friend

No time for one more pint

But some time on another night

I’ll raise a glass for you,

Or two . .



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Sun 22nd Sep 2013 08:57

Poignant stuff. Lovely read, but sad.

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