Good Times

GOOD TIMES

“Well old daver”  I was saying to myself the other day
“There have been a lot of good times
A lot of good friends
Talk
Booze
Sex
Music and art
Even some good rhyme”

These days if I play a beautiful old theme
A pop tune of old
Symphony
Salon favorite I used to play ages ago
The tears well
The tears will roll
I am in paradise
Or hell’s out- hole

Looking through a photo album    or old program
The same –
I choke
Every bit of what is me or ever was me is in my throat

I thought and thought
Clutched
Choked
All these friends
Talk
Booze
Music
Great artists……..
Then it came to me
As if a song
‘They are all dead and gone’

At first I gasped
But then I laughed
Mind-imaging……..
This country western     swarthy looking guy
Checkered shirt
Wide-brim hat
String tie
Singing all the sentimental stuff
To some wailing     country western fiddle
Yep!   He’s singing my song –
        “I gasped
        Choked
        Damn near croaked
        Them folks and times is dead and gone”
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Culverhouse Avatar
March 24, 2010 at 6:30 AM
don't choke!! enjoyed
Dufresne Avatar
March 6, 2010 at 5:51 PM
You're pulling me all over the dam rink with this one Daver. Quite a ride. Beautiful write, My friend, Beautiful write indeed. Big love right back at you. Robert
Dietrich Avatar
March 5, 2010 at 9:42 PM
Oh, so sad, Daver. YOu have lived a very long life and I know that it passes very very quickly and I'm not even where you are yet. I started getting these feelings about life after I hit 40. And it never gets better! Its when I focused on poetry too. I think poetry is our gift for having lived so much of life , both the good and the bad. Really enjoyed this one. LUv, Andrea
A  Avatar
March 2, 2010 at 3:44 PM
Enjoyed reading your poem today. I find your poem sad and funny at the same time. GREAT writting on your sentimental memories
Loving Iii Avatar
March 1, 2010 at 4:36 PM
dare i say a wonderful memory. a picture of what heaven will look like when you get there. john
Mason Avatar
February 27, 2010 at 7:00 PM
Well, the synchronization with me and some Soup folks just continues to astound ... went to a wonderful memorial service today for another great person and its the second one this year so at one a month, I may lose 12 friends this year ... groan ... than again, they may all outlive me ... great writing here Daver and you've got Soup mail !!
Culverhouse Avatar
February 27, 2010 at 6:45 PM
great job, thanks for the memories
Haick Avatar
February 27, 2010 at 5:08 PM
Hey Daver, in spite of it all, in spite of there absence, I am sure gratitude for the memories is present! I can tell by this excellent poem you've written straight from your dear heart! God bless. Peace, Audrey
Gorelick Avatar
February 27, 2010 at 2:16 PM
Dave-r..this made me laugh and cry at the same time. Good work my friend. BG
Lokken Avatar
February 27, 2010 at 10:28 AM
This is very melancholy and nostalgic at the same time. Touched me, too...
Devonshire Avatar
February 27, 2010 at 8:06 AM
So nicely written, Daver. We all get a bit sentimental and as we age, we lose more and more of the special people in our lives. You touched my heart, you "old codger." Love you, Carolyn
Palli Avatar
February 27, 2010 at 7:11 AM
I enjoyed that
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