Gavin Nelson

Rookie (22/03/1986 / Aberdare)

Thinking Without Thinking - Poem by Gavin Nelson

I walked across the grass to the old bikers shed up the hill
My heart still seeking a fonder memory of a place I once knew
I trekked down the stream following the neighbour’s dog
I lay down on the sand at the beach to make an angel
I climbed up the cliffs to find a bird’s nest
I went to pick berries round the lane where I had my first kiss with Stephanie Davies
I played football in the street and smashed the old ladies window.
I got drunk in the pub and rambled on about something I didn’t care about
I came speeding down the hill on my brand new bike and fell over the bars.
I knocked on peoples doors and ran away
You always thought that one day it suddenly came to you and that everything would be alright
But thinking about it I just remember the things I once knew and remember my memories
My happy memories of the place where I once lived.
Where the coal once bred and rivers ran wild
.A place that I called home.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 13, 2008

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