suggesting you can hide from a past where
you were a dreamy youth blessed with fair
to reasonable good looks topped naively in
a swash of vogue hair stretches credibility;
but there you were in the 1966 video at an
old friends wedding, groomsman no less -
we all looked to be barely in our twenties,
fashionably dressed - tweaked so chic
a reminder of times expressing what was
expected and how to succeed; and fitted
together so seamlessly you could even be
accused of piano-dreaming - but there it
was in sound-sync and sub-titles
old footage shows but the faces were real
as ever and those quaint mannerisms still
haul coal; no place is safer than gorgeous
memories reaching deep - baring this old
man and his much laundered soul
© 10 November 2013, I. D. Carswell
Beryl and Scotty’s Wedding
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