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An Exchange with John
All those years ago
on the steps of Saville Row
for once the great man's tongue
was tied
by all those legal guys
but he could still crack jokes
at their expense
They could go clean Apple's toilets
he said
I had wanted to ask
about Jesus Christ
but there was no more time
and when the white Mercedes
made it through the crowds
none of us could dream
the end that waited years away
outside a New York block
Back then our world
still basked in innocence
and I was just a kid
still learning to write
while I grew up quick
Taller than I thought
hair dyed red
my reflection dazzled
by those glasses
Yoko so small
a sunbeam smile
his arm around her
a sheltering wing
although I sensed
it was really her
protecting him
Truly
legendary
Published 24th Nov 2009
| Edited 9th Oct 2023
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26th Nov 2009 9:37pm
Love your choice of words and sentence structure, also I find your imaginary quite amazing. Good job on that! But I have a problem interpreting it - what exactly did you have in mind when you wrote this poem? ^^
26th Nov 2009 9:59pm
There's nothing too deep here - sometimes when you meet a hero in the flesh they don't always live up to how you imagined them to be. It's seen thru the eyes of a young reporter during the Beatles break-up. John couldn't talk about that at the time for legal reasons. The rest is history. Thanks for your comments Jes.
16th Dec 2013 9:04pm
Nice tone good flow! If you have to define ur subject before reading then it is not poetry... there for the title is overbearing and pulls away from ur truly eloquent thoughts. Allow the open ended premis to be where the beauty can breathe...
