The Web Poetry Corner - James Bredin - The Ennis that I knew
The Ennis that I knew
The Ennis I knew is not the Ennis of today,
Mine was very long ago and still so far away,
Before computers and TVs, where wirelesses were few,
Gone in the mists of time like summer morning dew.
Like Captain Mackís house, which somehow disappeared,
And the orchard and high walls - places I revered,
Where people stopped and talked sometimes for half the day,
About nothing in particular but that was the way.
So Iíve seen the world and been through some squalls,
Now Iím the old guy looking back from mirrors in the malls,
Merely an observer though life is still quite sweet,
As I view Ennis from a web lens at lines on the street.
At people in time-delay just coming and going,
Being watched from afar without them even knowing,
On streets I knew had many more horses than cars,
Though singing still came from almost all the bars.
And Ennis is still there somewhere entwined,
Hidden in the search engines deep within my mind,
Different but still the same as it used to be,
And I hope it never changes to any great degree.