remember

scratching his head

he tries to remember

hes heard the song before

he sure of it

the tune plays

the  other bobbing heads bow

some asleep in armchairs there

it strums out the words

through snores in the room

so clinically clean and blue

like thunder in the clouds

the song

smoke gets in your eyes

the familiar tune

he recalls it now

he hums the tune

now he has tears on his cheeks

he remembers now

his date and him

sitting on the park bench

the radio played

walking her home

under the moonlit sky

the kiss at the gate

Bill wake up now

the nurse comes over

shakes him gently now

the tune has  finished

someone turned the radio

to Highway to Hell

Hell alright

in this old peoples home

theres a visitor bill

come look now

he looks

but he pretends not to know who

she cries

hes gone back to his room

he doesnt know its me

yes i do

he says

im just changing my pants

and combing my hair

were going out tonight you see

ok bill

she says helping him with his

pants

and underwear too

smoke got in my eyes tonight

bill

and in mine too said bill

smiling at his new date

ill kiss you at the gate

with roses too

and the stars will shine

and well drive in my dads cadillac

too

yes Bill

we will

but first lets have our cup of tea

then escape in dreams with me

they sat and smiled

at each other for a while

she was happy he knew her for a while

then he said

"who are you"

I want to go home

she kissed his head

then his lips open too

said see you tomorrow dear

he said clear out of here

i dont know you

get out of here

she leaves with smoke in her eyes

and his tears in her mouth

they lay salty

smarting her mouth

till she drove away clear

Reviews

[wordman]

memories fade away,like a cool summer breeze on a summers day
sad but to often true

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

thanks for your kind review
and taking the time
hope you are well

[wordman]

well i am as right as rain and feeling no pain,,and you are welcome

[jacob erin-cilberto]

this happened to my dad, and a very close friend is going through this with her husband right now...it is so sad---really good poem, Julie...but i suggest letting your readers read and engage how they will rather than making a statement as to what the poem is about.
diminishes the scope for readers to identify in different ways.
j.

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

Thanks for your honest review
Thanks Jacob