Paul Reed Poems

Winding rivers of red tail lights
Winding away into the night
All stuck in a jam and having regret
No land speed records being set
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It has been with me for over forty years
Most of that, admittedly in a garage
And I never could play it
My guitar-playing talent you could rightly disparage;
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Mounted in a plastic case
Absorbing dull modern light
Lay a tiny ribbed coil of stone
The ancient ammonite;
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Grandsons, you lay young on soft pillow
Your contract with the future to make,
The inrushing of new thoughts has tired you
And running caused your legs to ache,
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That which you have given me
Has enriched me
And seeped deep into my bones,
Hidden away from day to day cares
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We gathered once more in the old place
Under a vapour trail sky
Memories dancing through our minds
Of the days that have passed us by;
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Supposedly set in Yorkshire
But really nowhere near
Street scenes shot in Oxfordshire
And the family ‘pile' in Highclere
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I walked past a rose
On impulse, stopped
Then turned back;
How could I discard
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Would you just take a peek-a
At those footballers from Costa Rica
They made the experts sob and cry
When they beat Uruguay
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It was directed by Hitchcock
And he hardly ever blew it
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