Heading out
Into town
To see a band
Have some fun
November rain
Suits my mood
Those days are done
Long reluctant drive
The lights shine bright
In the city
Buy your tickets mate
Good price
The ticket tout
Weaves in and out
Through the crowd
Any change pal
One drunk
Another
Just a heap
Under the blanket
By the cash machine
Not for effect
Its freezing
Raining
Windy
Sheltered
Paul Weller
The Modfather
Demi God
Soon
We shall
No doubt see
19th November 1977
The Jam
Leeds Uni Students Union
Punks
Hells Angels
An angry Weller
Booze fuelled fights
When was that
No never
Thirty Eight years
Shocked
By how much time has passed
Support is Young Fathers
Excellent
Too much for some
Too loud
Don’t get it
Head to the bar
Here we go the main event
The hardcore fans are in
Bottle of Chardonnay
With two plastic glasses
The music is amazing
What a show
No fighting
Spitting
Or Missiles
Tonight some fans are restless though
Heading to the toilet
Buying booze
On their phones
Talking
Did I dance
Shout and sing
Like I did
At seventeen
Damm right I did
That was probably
The best concert
I’ve ever seen
Paul Weller and his band
Were brilliant
Inspired by NaPoWriMo Challenge for April 2015 – Day 29 “And now, for our prompt. Today I challenge you to write a poem in the form of a review. You can review either animate or inanimate things, real places or imaginary places. You can write in the style of an online review (think Yelp) or something more formal that you might find in a newspaper or magazine.”
