This week, we have two poems, by John Meehan and Jon Mecham
YOU WILL NEVER KNOW
While you were asleep, deep in the land of dreams I came to your side, once more to look upon your beauty but you will never know.
Like the dreams when you awake are soon gone and forgotten, I am also gone.
A plaque bears my name in some remote and windswept place that is as lonely, as our hearts.
Each year flowers placed there and a few moments are spent in silent thought and a tear shed for those times gone by.
Tonight again when you are in the land of dreams, I’ll come your way to say thank you, but you will never know.
“SMILE FOR THE CAMERA”
“Smile for the camera”
Cheese. I offer through gritted teeth
I hate this moment
Of totally unjustified celebrity
I got lucky
She chose me
As I drifted in through the wall
When no one else could see me
From beyond the storm
Her electric fingers dragged me here
And fixed my mask
Now they’re taking videos
“Once more, smile please”
I should never have agreed
I could be home by now
Lounging in my favourite deckchair
Doing the cryptic crossword
Or counting iguanas in the Galapagos Archipelago
Blast it, now he’s approaching
“Shampers, old bean?”
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