a poem

I wrote this the other night well at 2am . I saw an old man at the servo last week and watch him chewing his gums and just staring off into the distance and it prompted this , WDYT?


MEMORIES
Old men chew gums
and gaze into their memories
like newsreel picture shows.

Memories of brill cream
and coffee stained ankles

Flirtation flicks of the skirt
And goodbyes that tear the heart in two.
Young men, heroes before their time.
Brothers, sons
Friends and lovers
Aged like cheap wine in flasks
Too fast, too early.
Memories bitter to taste, yet sweet enough to try.

Flirtatious ankles, wedding bells, young laughter.
A lifetime flashes by like scented gum leaves on a Sunday drive.
Mother pours while father kicks the tyres
Inhaling the warm air and chewing his gums.