Dormant feelings of resentment
prodded into flames
sick of the lying
and infernal games

I’ve been a good friend
for many a year
covered for you
backed up your rear

I’ve held you
while you’ve cried
to understand you
I’ve tried

I can’t do it anymore
I don’t get anything in return
here’s the door
I ask for help you spurn

I’m going to miss you terribly
the shared laughter, the many beers
I loved you like family
my self respect will dry my tears

The rise and fall of notes
enhanced by lyrical quotes
not all genres float my boat

its a certain beat
that gets me tapping my feet
out of my seat
like minds to meet

Choice of music
can have a motive
just ‘cos its emotive
many a romeo
chooses disco
shown his moves
to get her in the groove

Whatever music you choose
pop, country or the blues
it can be a great muse
accompany you when your down
or pick-u-up, remove your frown

So play what moves your soul
every song has a role
so cry, laugh, romance
its all part of life’s dance

My feelings faded from my grasp

I released my heart’s clasp

when I say your name I rasp

when I see you I gasp

this is no momentary lapse

but a permanent relapse

The old dear across the road
always looks like she’s carrying a load
moans and grumbles all day long
waving her walking stick as she limps along

She talks to herself continuously
I’ve never seen anyone losing
an argument with themselves before
not that she’s keeping score

I was afraid to approach
on her territory to encroach
But she smiles at me
it transformed her whole demeanour

She had tears in her eyes
and a look of delighted surprise
She called me “John” and kissed my cheek
and said I hadn’t visited all week

She bought me home and made me tea
hadn’t a biccie to give me
I didn’t know who John was
and she often talks without a pause

My name is Steven
now, once a week i visit
always greeted with a kiss on the cheek
for that day I’m “John”
her one and only beloved son