Never Really Liking History Poem by Colin Breck Boardman

Never Really Liking History



Never really liking history
When I was young, it is a mystery
How now my life is tied so fast
To the deep and distant past.
Take my love-life for example
Done and dusted (hardly ample) ,
And my best friends it must be said
Are so old they've been long dead,
Painters and poets, none in blood,
Conversing in ink and coloured mud.
To cap it all, (though I wear a hat,
An anachronism now at that) ,
As history is both taking and giving,
I fly dinosaurs for a living.

(CBB Sept 2011)

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