Poems – Page 13 – Paul Andrew Sneddon

The River Song

I love the rivers songAs it flows over stones and earth From the small streams through the countryside and dean park Till they flow to the seaAnd out into the wild blueI was thinking the other day about friends who have been and gone.Family tooTaken from our life’s too soonTheir laughTheir banterChats we had aboutContinue reading “The River Song”

The Lucky Ones

Ayr High StreetSmithsSometimes in the 1990sUpstairs where they sold CDsLooking for something newPast MadonnaPast Take ThatPast Pearl JamPast The Offspring Down on the bottom I see itWhat the fuck is that.RancidA punkHead in hands….And out come the WolvesI get homePut it in the playerMaxwell Murder bursts out the speakersThen the bass solo hitsI play bass.Continue reading “The Lucky Ones”

The Guitar

The room silent.Cold.Rain falling on the window I don’t mind the rain.I don’t mind the darknessIt’s the silence that kills meMy guitar by my chair.20 frets6 stringsLifeI’m stumbling down the fretboard. C, B, A minor. My mind spinning and tripping, thoughts rushing The notes dipping down And soaring back up to FAnd GMy spirit followingContinue reading “The Guitar”