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George Drew: The Poem about the Beatles (with video)


Revolver, Rubber Soul, Sgt. Pepper's, The Beatles,
Abbey Road, Let It Be—Don't get me wrong,
I love them, too. As they were for millions,
they were the soundtrack of the sex-desperate,
id-intoxicated, acne-riddled adolescent me.
 
Here comes the sun, they sang, and I believed,
opening myself like a window, rain and snow
no hindrance, knowing the sun would win out
in the end, the end not something I could fathom,
one of their LPs an antidote to no tomorrow.
 
Let it be, they sang, and I believed that, too,
never doubting that I would always have a mast
to tie myself to, that the yellow submarine
would welcome me aboard, would take me
on its magical mystery cruise, would let me be.
 
But this is the poem about the Beatles that
I never wrote, and now there are more
yesterdays than tomorrows, more time spent
in port than on those rainbowed seas,
George and John dead, Paul and Ringo old.
 
I'm old, too, and now I know I am the walrus,
goo goo g'joob, I'm the old man on the hill,
I'm Rocky Raccoon, I’m Gideon without his bible.
I'm old, too, and now I know that the truth
might not set me free, but that the truth is free.


--

George Drew’s many books include Drumming Armageddon (Madville, 2020).

Copyright 2020 George Drew.

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4 comments on “George Drew: The Poem about the Beatles (with video)

  1. Alfred J Encarnacion
    September 17, 2021

    Love it, George! It takes me back to “all those years ago…”

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Barbara Huntington
    September 16, 2021

    Love this. I remember writing a poem about when I’m 64 as my late husband was dying of Parkinson’s. I will have to dig it up. I remember crying snd thinking, they lied!

    Liked by 1 person

  3. kim4true
    September 16, 2021

    The Beatles video is wonderful, Michael. A perfect compliment to George’s poem. Look how young they were! I noticed the uncomfortable people of color and the producer with carnations taped to his glasses. His signals to the band at the end were very funny. What in the world was he trying to say? Stop? Keep playing? Oh what the heck?

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