Poem -
Half a life ago
Half a life ago.
Set free from rock and roll.
There's nowhere I know to go.
Just trying to find the road.
Half a life ago.
Toting a poor man's load.
Just the freedom in my soul.
I ride my nations roads
while I try to form a code.
Half a life ago.
Half a life ago.
And some would of called me feral.
Some would call me wild.
I knew I was growing older
but I would not forsake the child.
Those years they were the shape of me
half a life ago.
Now time has flown and wisdom has grown
I have the age to know.
The freedoms I now treasure,
free mind, free spirit, free soul,
come from going walkabout
half a life ago.
Half a life ago.
Half a life ago.
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Comments
Rock n Roll! This was such a joy to read...wow
Thank you very much Sleepy. I was 27 when the pic was taken and I'm 54 now. For the previous few years I'd been editor of Gig magazine covering live music in the south east and Wales. Five years off my tits so I needed a break !
Rock and Roll indeed. Thanks again for the pin.
Nigel
Nice write can feel the emotions in your words angel
you are a gifted poet
Thank you Angel, it was a great period in my life. A time of real freedom I can call on when grown up life gets a bit heavy. Still a hippy at heart.
Nigel
Oh Nigel !!!! this is the bible of remembrance for our past youth..that wonderful feeling of reckless freedom that society manages to bash out of you as you get older...that 'living for the day' feeling and never thinking tomorrow was ever going to come..you have managed to bring on such melancholy for the 'us' we were...but....there is a solution I have found. Age brings with it not only supposed wisdom ( questionable?) but a certain ' don't give a flying f..k'' attitude which others put down to the onset of senility but which WE know is really just rediscovering the wildness and impetuosity of youth ..so yes there is still time to recapture all that and 'Age' is the perfect excuse! Love this Sir Nigel thank you for directing me here my friend! Lady L xx
Thanks Lady Lodigiana but you have to admit....
Ginger.
In truth though I miss my hair. Kept it that long for years until I was studying drama as a mature student. I was cast as the sadistic prison seargant in Pinters Mountain Language. I intended to take it seriously so I had my head shaved the day before the dress rehearsal. Then I got to college and found that there had been leak in the theatre and the production was cancelled.
Grew back a bit but never again like the picture.
This was written as a song and if I ever recorded it I will re post
Your friend Nigel
I really shouldn't but the thought of you shearing your pride and joy and then the production being cancelled is so crazy that its making me smile !! I have to admire you for taking your role so seriously..method actors would be in awe of you my friend! I would love to hear this as a song if ever you record it!..Great photo by the way..where was it taken?..the beach looks lovely. Lady L xx
Hi Lady L,
It's the Gower peninsula in Wales. The picture was taken by a mate from the South Wales NCC.
As for the production, it is Pinters play for Amnesty International so I felt beholden to take it seriously. It did work out well though.
It was meant to be our graduation piece and we all got good marks because the college was a bit embarrassed.
Then when I told the story at my audition to study drama at Middlesex uni they gave me an unconditional offer.
Lost the hair, got the degree.
What a brilliant outcome that was! ..hair will always ( usually) grow again..the degree is there forever! fair trade I'd say.. Lady L xx