The Brain of Gill

A wise friend told me to write a poem about my feelings…I’m not sure these are what he had in mind….

There is a girl called Gill

She’s really had her fill

Of builders and sparkies

and EDF narky

and needs Jim’ll fix it right now.

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They say candle light is romantic,

it was, but now it just makes me feel frantic

Like any good folk record, these tracks lodge in your subconscious, reemerging while you’re chopping potatoes for dinner, tugging on your mittens, or curling into bed.

American Legion – by Welcome Wagon

In the streetlight your hair is the blackest sky
Through the snow the cars silently pass us by
When you smile there’s no reason to say goodbye
Don’t say goodbye

I still have the last letter you left for me
All your T-shirts, your red and green pedigree (?)
All the rest is sealed up behind memory
Fading away

On the steps of the American Legion hall
You wait there alone, nobody left to call
No one’s there again: Spring, Summer, Winter, Fall
Terrible day

If I’d been there I’d surely have stayed with you
If I’d been there I’d surely have prayed for you
If I’d been there I’d surely have prayed for you
Want you to know

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