Fire and Rain

Yesterday, as part of my Communities Module, we visited the punk exhibition at Brighton Museum and I was asked to write a poem incorporating the words from a song that meant something to me in my youth. I chose Fire and Rain by James Taylor:


Legs dangle

from bedroom window.

Vinyl revolves

on portable turntable.

James Taylor: ‘sweet dreams and flying machines

In pieces on the ground.’


The police set me down by the pub.

‘Find someone else luv,

He’s no good.’

Took him away – no goodbye,

No kiss to replay.


Tore the chain from my neck,

‘Forget me’, he said.

‘But I always thought

that I’d see you baby,

One more time again now.’

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