Ilene Bauer Poet Rhyme

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When lyrics that you haven't heard
For maybe forty years
Come pouring out from deep inside 
There might just be some tears.

For hearing Graham Nash last night,
Nostalgia reigned supreme
And I was back in college
(Like we all were, it did seem).

I mouthed the words to "Bus Stop,"
But when "Our House" came around, 
I sang along, as asked to,
With a joy that did abound.

Like filings, we, the audience,
Were drawn into the pull
Of Nash, the band and venue,*
Where the sound was rich and full.

There's magic to be made, for sure,
When past and present meld
And release some secrets we forgot
That we had tightly held.

*Chautauqua Auditorium - Boulder, Colorado

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Robert Johnson September 29, 2018 at 8:46 PM You're a cool ole chick ilene. Nuff said. :)

Gershon Wolf September 27, 2018 at 11:13 AM So nicely expressed, Ilene. So true, and so poignant. Best wishes, Gershon

Pat Adams September 26, 2018 at 4:48 PM Reminds me of an Earl Thomas Conley concert my wife and I went to a few years ago. I found it hard to believe I was almost in tears at hearing all the old favorite songs! Well written my friend!.................pat

Matthew Anish September 25, 2018 at 4:00 PM Once I saw David Crosby at Brooklyn College and there were only about 9 or ten members of the audience. Your poem brings back memories to me. CSNY and the Hollies were both memorable bands. Peace & Love Matthew Anish

Jan Allison September 24, 2018 at 2:36 PM Amazing I forget what I did last week lol but when I hear an old song I know all the words and the memories flood back:-) Hugs Jan xx

Caren Krutsinger September 24, 2018 at 11:21 AM When I hear music from the late 60's and early 70's, I am 17 years old, driving a hundred miles an hour on the freeway, invincible and young again.

Dennis East September 24, 2018 at 11:19 AM That's the way the whole thing started - silly but it's true. Thinking of a sweet romance, beginning in a queue.. Pure poetry and that's why it stays with you over the years - when it fits the occasion. Great poem Ilene.