Kim Rodrigues Poet Free verse

American Dreams Smashed To Smithereens

AMERICAN DREAMS SMASHED TO SMITHEREENS

Miss American pie has a dream -
whipped cream of tijuana brass.

Groovy tunes quit on smoking grass.
Frisbee LP like steaming saucers crash.

The homecoming court is plastered.
What could possibly be the matter?

Moon rockets in flight, rock me all night baby.
There were stars in my eyes, as lala land denied.

In my crib the beatles rock me to sleep,
while Tate’s fetus stares at the Helter Skelter light.

7/28/2017
Chosen song: American Pie

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Silent One September 4, 2017 at 8:33 AM A unique take on the contest Kim.. Nice to see where this song took you.. Well written, I agree with Andrea in regards to the last two lines.. congratulations on your placement.. Kim Rodrigues September 4, 2017 at 9:22 AM Thank you, Silent!

Andrea Dietrich July 29, 2017 at 7:12 PM oh my, the final line is really something!! You chose exactly the song I want to emulate as well, Kim. Great minds!! Very well done! Kim Rodrigues July 29, 2017 at 9:27 PM It's just a great song! Thank you! :)

Lim'Rik Flats July 29, 2017 at 8:57 AM Wull smokey spliff and bye-bye pie! Yep, we're pretty well smithered. Reading your PO's is way better than reading the news. Edgy in that fingernails-screeching-the-blackboard sort of way. Enjoyed ~ john Kim Rodrigues July 29, 2017 at 9:27 PM Thanks, John!

Freddie Robinson Jr. July 28, 2017 at 2:50 PM This is psychedelic poetry at it's LSD best, Kim. No insinuation intended. A brilliant piece of Americana pop culture distilled in a powerful small dose of poetry. Love this poem, though the last line referenced a tragedy beyond words. Love and smiles. Kim Rodrigues July 28, 2017 at 4:07 PM Thank you, Freddie. The contrast between good and evil. The depths of that evil were beyond words.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart July 28, 2017 at 12:12 PM Wow! That was a trippy read ;) xomo! Kim Rodrigues July 28, 2017 at 12:59 PM Thanks Maureen

Dale Gregory Cozart July 28, 2017 at 10:35 AM This is awesome, Kim. Your last line is very powerful indeed. I remember it all. Fave. Kim Rodrigues July 28, 2017 at 1:01 PM Thanks Dale