THE BEAT

I heard the news today…

George Harrison expects

to die, just like all the rest.

My sweet lord.

I laid down by the water

and watched the stream roll by

a clear flow babbling the news,

splashing over those dark

green rocks, moss waving

in the rills sparkling

enlightenment of nothing

in particular.

So what else is new?

I ask.

And the water laughed.

Author's Note

I try to avoid writing about subjects that date themselves... and this is from about a quarter century ago, and seemed relevant at the time. I always liked George the best of them, though. I was not a big fan of The Beatles, but they were watershed important...

Reviews

[Marie]

Good use of personification in this tribute poem to George Harrison, now in Spirit. George was always very popular but not as popular as John or Paul. A very descriptive write. I love the idea of the water laughing. It was very wise water! Nice work! Thank you for sharing, Vol...

[Vol]

Marie,
Thank you for reading... I rarely write poems that date themselves, or are so personal... I think this was as much about the passing of the times and people who formed my spirit...
Vol

[Marie]

Most welcome always and thank you again for sharing, Vol...

[Arundass TP]

Beautifully written poem on George. Each line holds the essence

[Relic]

George was always very religious so I'm sure he's in a better place, perhaps still playing a sitar. Isn't it a pity the good die young. But look at the songs he left behind and his legacy.

[Vol]

Relic,
I know, right? My sweet lord...
Vol