I hear the sound of the world where we played

I hear the sound of the world where we played
And the far too simple beauty
Of the promises we made

l am often watching this sculpture on the promenade
Its a guy sitting...l wonder what hes hearing?
Who did communicate ?
  what was he listening too?
      who spoke to him without using words?
                    What are my sounds of yesterday?
Residential
 Gym noises
   An authority figure telling Kevin what to do
     Neighbourhood helicopter chasing a criminal
       Friends and me chatting over a coffee in a local cafe
           love of my life saying "hello You"

The music Motown...northern soul...funk

love of my life leaving but not saying goodbye

Films Rocky...Cinema Paradisea...Godfather...Donnie Brasco..

Snogging loads +loads of snogging. . Sound and feel of being snogged..snogging leading too....

 l was watching again Film `Billy Elliot`

There is really good scene near the end

 when visits the school of ballet

Billy gets questions, neither himself

 nor dad can answer any questions

its about lack of spiritual development

  emotional literacy

he almost blanks the panel

does not come across well

if you watch it

reminds me of young people

you know watching the scene it all inside him

but struggles in unfamiliar situation

to express

speak