Groove
Groove
Full circle spirals
Mind's vintage vinyls
Keepsakes kept safe
For sanity's sake
The real past reels-
Hub. Spokes. Wheels.
Stuck in mind ruts.
No more ifs and buts...
Truth lies in mistakes
smoothed out...
Revolve mindset seeks
smooth roundabout
Millions of mindful notes
tied up in old wounds
unbound in chords,
smooth way out..
Sounds spoke about
Peace and Quiet untrod
in some distant parts
of anxious hearts
buried underground -
Hope imprints found
in visions of daylight,
comforts of starlight...
God knows what it's all about...
Aqua Marine. Posted:Wednesday 6th May 2026
Musing on Memories attached to a vinyl collection.
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