By John Walsh
The Love of a Friend
It’s true, I have a love for life But did I participate. Or idlily pass the time away When life just couldn’t wait. The love I feel for all of you Who went on to do great, Is real and true; what can you do But chalk it up to fate. The time that I spent with y’all Was time that was well spent. You’d trigger something in me No matter where we went. We all moved on, without much thought For how much it all meant… Where I find my memories There’s little to regret. Despite the miles and all life’s trials I’ve kept you close here in my thought. And we would meet again one day If time could just be bought… But now the Sun is setting; a tear forms in my eye And when I first began this note, I swore I’d keep it dry.
My Tele and Me
One day I hope to sing a new song The curtain is closing, and it feels wrong There’s only one question and I have to know; Can I bring my Tele wherever I go? A faithful companion, much more than just an axe More than a trumpet, piano or a sax I’ve traveled this country with her at my side And I’ll tell you what – it’s been one hell of a ride It’s time for bed so I wish you all good night I’ll say my prayers then I'll shut off the light My Tele securely locked in her case… She’ll fill my dreams as I drift off in space A faithful companion, much more than just an axe More than a trumpet, piano or a sax I’ve traveled this country with her at my side And I’ll tell you what – it’s been one hell of a ride
Sick, Old and Alone
Another day has come and gone I watch a setting sun Seems my trouble's here to stay I guess I brought it on So, I say good-bye to Kingston good-bye to Lake Katrine Bye to all the friends I've made and those I haven't seen I'm sorry that I missed you but I ache to the bone And my biggest fear's come true I'm sick, old and alone
But in my Head….
I still can hear the sound of your footsteps in the hall Nights without you feel so long like the winter after fall And yet I’ll entertain the thought of holding you again Though I know now it’s a fantasy just say where and when So I'll make my way down south the north wind fills my sail And I'll be sure to keep in touch by way of the snail mail And though I'll write you often there's no need to reply I only write to mute the sound of a love that’s died And yet I'll entertain the thought of holding you again Though I know now it’s a fantasy just say where and when
My nights are often fitful after I have gone to bed Was it something that I ate or something that I read I shouldn’t have a problem I’m feeling half past dead But I go out and stroll about the neighborhood instead Weekends go by so slowly they used to be a blast It’s so hard to just move on with my head in the past But it’s just like anything thoughts that will not last And I’m never caught up in the shadow they can cast I’ve walked around the block now - at least fifteen times Like the neighbor's watchdog I’ve observed no crimes I hope it helps my restlessness and it does – sometimes… First, I’ll have a Margarita; hold the salt – two limes
At times coincidence Drives life to a halt.... Sunny days sipping A cool Chocolate Malt Then things seem to happen That just aren’t your fault When you get yourself caught up With things that just weren’t But I’ve been Lucky Things work out for best Effortlessly yielding when I could care less The things that I did do I’ll never confess And I always smile As I watch her undress So, wake me and take me Then shake me to death I’m sure to take pleasure As I take my last breath But I have to tell you Then I’ll bid you adieu That nothing I say… Has ever come true
Coffee, Beans and Rice
A mild winter - come this year Surely would be nice 'Cause if it's anything like last year I think I might die twice Got myself all stocked up On coffee, beans and rice The coffee is for me; The rest is for the mice Here they're just like pets They do not carry lice I watch them as they're frolicking Though it's cold as ice I took this flat in upstate It was all I could afford Spend time writing crap like this To keep from getting bored So pay no mind to what I say For it should be ignored But if you knew what's in my head I think you might be floored Perhaps one day I'll get back To the one that I adore That's if she'd ever have me On that, I'll say no more
Waiting on the Rain
Soon the rain will be here the humidity is high… I dine on the deck alone and watch the cars fly by The sun in twilight setting beyond a purple sky Just can’t get you off my mind maybe I shouldn’t try… The clouds are rolling in now there’s the threat of a storm The likelihood of something good will hold off till the morn… Time to grab another beer this one is getting warm… I’ll kick back and watch the clouds and name shapes as they form A full moon is now peering out through a break in the clouds Soon she’ll be obscured… behind a silky shroud And there the romance ends for now... I wish you were around
Alone With My Guitar
Let me play my guitar, and then I’ll have to go…. Chasing down the Sunset…. after the mid-day show Unlike all the Cowboys that went down this road before where I go to next…. well, no one needs to know. She’s always had her way, but she’s been loyal to me I used to take her everywhere for everyone to see Back at a time when I knew that I was free Free to share the love I had, it came so naturally Alone now with my guitar, underneath a moonlit sky I never took the time to ask her for a reason why With the test of time, I know I don’t have time to cry But I made the time to say; I love you and good-bye
Like Everything Else
Take me back to where I’m from I’ve been down too long To a time when where I went I always brought a song Determined that I’d do it all when ‘later’ comes around But later came and later went without making a sound
One thought on “The Love of a Friend and Other Poems”
Your truly an exceptional writer! You should be very proud of these John. I always look forward to your pieces .