I have a bit of melancholy after hearing the renewed tensions between Paul Simon and Art Garfunkel. One of the most talented duos in music, to be sure. Although I am not aware of the nuances of their friendship, the superficial connections brought an enduring sound that I hope lasts for generations to come.
Friendships often come and go. I have noticed in my own life very few true, lasting friendships. Many acquaintances, few true friends. Opening myself to friendships is difficult. Those I keep, I try to hold on to. In my mind, I am still close to some who have not been in my life for years. Some old friends I am sure are not interested in renewing the friendship, but I still consider them a friend. For an upcoming writing, I plan to discuss more about lost friends and maybe a little about lost loves.
Here is a poem I wrote after hearing about Simon & Garfunkel's renewed separation:
Old Friends
A Poem by SSBowen, copywrite 2021. All rights reserved.
When the friendship find no harmony
Do they fail to make a name?
When silence sounds hinder me
Do the friendships still remain?
The park bench now unbalanced
With one friend sitting still.
Looking past your talents
The boxer climbs the hill.
Homeward bounding melodies
Betraying indifferent notes.
Building walls of infidelities
To the poet’s one-man quotes.
The only living reason
For leaving songs to die;
The hazy-looking season
When friends they said goodbye.
