# THERE WAS A TIME… my unfinished symphony is now finished

A couple of days ago I invited contributions to complete this poem.  I guess is was an experiment really to see if several different poets could find the same emotions to make sense in a joint effort.  I am delighted to say that Michaelnjohns did just that, and he finished my poem  better than I could have done myself. Thanks michael

THERE WAS A TIME…

There was a time which was                                                                                                                                                        Much better lived than told                                                                                                                                                         There was a time we were much younger then                                                                                                                        And growing up held  more sway than growing old                                                                                                                  Then one day all that growing was done                                                                                                                                   And the long slide down that                                                                                                                                          Imaginary hill had begun…

I’ve slid, lost my hat, what’s worse, I’ve gotten fat,                                                                                                                     But if, at the end of it all, I could choose,
I’d say it’s been a good slide; I’d go again-
Through every bump and cut and bruise.
And I still reminisce now, of life back then

# I NEVER WALKED A MILE

I NEVER WALKED A MILE

I never walked a mile
Without thinking of you
I was always walking towards your smile
Towards your twinkling eyes so blue

I never dreamed a dream
Without seeing a vision of you
I was always the cat who got the cream
When I awoke and found my vision true

I never told a tale
That didn’t have you in it
My laughter as I recalled
Was at least three times every minute

And now that you are are gone
I find myself walking even more
My journey it will be long
Until I find that ?&@%*** stevedore.

# AGENTS UNITED

AGENTS UNITED
The vultures have been circling
And will be for some time
Their Gordon Gekko faces
All suntanned and sublime
They utter words of wisdom such as On yer bike
And when pressed for clarification
They say things like;
It’s money down the drain
And football is a funny old game
Aim for the sky and you’ll reach the ceiling or the door
Aim for the ceiling and you will stay on the floor.
Success in football is all in the mind
You never lose a game if your opponent doesn’t score
Than you were the day before
And don’t stop until you get there
And don’t dream about being a footballer