Shame
By ralph
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Shame
I’ve tried to outstep the shame of this. Even now the guilt piles
high like records racked on an old Dansette. I was a youth lost
in a bedroom mirror, my James Brown moves flickering light
bulbs, fuelling hate in the building site politics of my father.
For this, I became his family secret, the boy who surrendered
to the funk and the darkness of ‘Blues and Soul’ magazine –
the cut outs of Evelyn ‘Champagne’ King sellotaped to a wall.
At after school discos I’d be staring at Floyd. His body
poured burnt treacle in a woollen hat, the greatest dancer
I have ever seen. He would beckon me over to join him,
to share our gyrations. I was good but never authentic.
How could I be? Lectured in the rudiments of old Enoch,
I walked away into the Basildon contradictions of 1977.
Punk Rock or the National Front? A question of belonging.
Confusion carried me to libraries, from Colin Maclnnes
to MLK. Reciting ‘The Revolution will not be Televised’,
I operated inside the black and white. I routinely invaded
the southern suburbs protesting reasons for those wounded
by a lack of love, justice and connection. Some mornings,
returning home, meeting their eyes, I faced down the family
I loved through blood, but never tolerating their traditions.
And tonight, I am older in a once industrial northern town,
swooning to the music that took me, that partially unlocked
a life. I stand still from my window gazing soft at these streets
wanting to dance with every Floyd – to share our spins, our moments
lost in mirror balls, backflips and tepid lemonade. I can’t do it!
The heavy feet of our histories still sink me beneath the floor.
How do I shed a shame of nurture? Am I late?
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This moving poem by Ralph
This moving poem by Ralph about the power of Music is Pick of the Day, please do share and retweet if you can
Picture is James Brown on ABC Television's Music Scene, and is from : https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:James_Brown_Music_Scene_1969.jpg
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It is very moving - and thank
It is very moving - and thank goodness for libraries, now sadly few and far between, but they did their job then. Congratulations on the golden cherries Ralph
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That is a very worthy tribute
That is a very worthy tribute to your brother - and I'm glad it helped with your recovery - I hope it gets a lot of reads too - thank you for sharing it!
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This is our Poem of the Week
This is our Poem of the Week - Congratulations!
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A joy to read & the prose
A joy to read & the prose sparkles with life. Well deserved cherries. -R
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