Yesterday was Bernards funeral for those of you
That knew him aka Ridgway's restaurant
Meads. Eastbourne. Death upsets my
Train of thought.
Through a sea of thought.
Didn't realise my mind was frought,
Frozen in time thinking of nought.
Never been abroad always been a man,
Etching through life anyway that I can.
Seemingly living the life of the damned,
Nowhere to go not a lot that's been planned.
I'm just the epitome of the nowhere man,
Living surviving vicariously an almost ran.
Drifting through life never been taught,
Just the back of the class a bit of a bum.
Bullies and teachers took care of this kid,
If ending in a gutter it was bound to be skid.
With lexdysia inside me I travelled this land,
An unsuccessful poet just a nowhere man.
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
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Written on 2023-07-12 at 00:28
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That knew him aka Ridgway's restaurant
Meads. Eastbourne. Death upsets my
Train of thought.
WRESTLED THOUGHTS
Today I wrestled,Through a sea of thought.
Didn't realise my mind was frought,
Frozen in time thinking of nought.
Never been abroad always been a man,
Etching through life anyway that I can.
Seemingly living the life of the damned,
Nowhere to go not a lot that's been planned.
I'm just the epitome of the nowhere man,
Living surviving vicariously an almost ran.
Drifting through life never been taught,
Just the back of the class a bit of a bum.
Bullies and teachers took care of this kid,
If ending in a gutter it was bound to be skid.
With lexdysia inside me I travelled this land,
An unsuccessful poet just a nowhere man.
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
Read 121 times
Written on 2023-07-12 at 00:28
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