Before too late, (a first for me)
too see (a)live an aged musician.
Tinsel-eyed I wait to call you Al.
while people buzz,
still crazy after all these years.
Your voice and songs have carried
me across the troubled bridges,
through lonesome nights
in sounds of silence.
I’ve danced in dazzling blue
with diamonds on my shoes,
but now at last (my first)
I see you play in live.
Today at dVerse Poetics we have Kelly hosting, with the theme of doing something for the first time. This coincides with myself soon going to a concert with Paul Simon… I will be by a little later but the pub opens at 3 PM EST. I have used a few of his titles in my poem.