Milton Keens (A Gig-Goer's Poem)

AuburnScribbler

 

On the 25th of June 2023,

I bought the right, for some revelry,

where two became Royal Blood, Muse lit the fuse,

an invitation, that I couldn’t refuse.

 

Though upon a train, came staleness,

the result of striking, was some tardiness, but,

smiles were for miles, tunes filled the rooms,

a visitation, where I heard the blooms.

 

The sun raged on, being very proud,

listened to us roar, we were so very loud,

reunion was solution, joy wasn’t coy,

a congregation, made the rules not to annoy.

 

Brothers from other mothers, did meet,

with happy blisters, upon their feet,

where the sound was found, pain no longer reigned,

our sentiment, our prayer, for some change.

 

In the Bowl, complaints came to die,

as with one voice, we reached for the sky,

our souls reached our goals; thus, swine became divine,

a definition, stating, that everything was fine.

 

Upon this constancy, we had to retire,

for no more embers, dwelled in this fire, though,

let there be more in store, let dreams be streams,

a gathering, that was called, Milton Keens.

  • Author: AuburnScribbler (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 27th, 2023 09:10
  • Comment from author about the poem: Again, it would seem that in the "news", more sadness is delivered to us, either it be a submarine being lost, obvious court cases being re-opened or the general frustrating filtration of stories, that the media tycoons think that are important to us. Anyway, to escape the murk for a little while, I went to see one hell of gig, with some old friends, and some new ones. Here is, (what I hope to be for you), a jovial poem, about how important it is to do things that you enjoy, to me either playing or attending a gig, is a great way for me to unwind. Accompanying the poem, is Muse's "Will of the People" world tour flyer (a bit of "Plug in" Baby, for them, tut, tut!) and the banner picture somewhat resembles the grass mound we were sat on at the Milton Keynes National Bowl. I hope that you enjoy "Milton Keens (A Gig-Goer's Poem)", I hope that you enjoy whatever you have planned to escape the filth, and as always please do stay safe everyone.
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  • peto

    Saw simulation theory tour in 2019
    In brum
    Hoping to catch this one in Manchester or Dublin
    Even more so after reading this
    Great title

    • AuburnScribbler

      Thanks for the read peto, I'm glad that you've enjoyed this poem, and like the title of it, and also, I'm glad that I've whet your appetite, to go and see more gigs. Hopefully Muse will return to the above locations you've stated.

      I've heard a little bit of Simulation Theory, particularly the song Algorithm (both the original and the Alternate Reality remix of it), I quite liked it.

      In terms of gigs I would like to see, Metallica and Rammstein are the biggies I have in mind at the moment.

      Thanks again for the read, and I hope that all is well.



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