Folk Music Poems - Poems about Folk Music

...Her dreadlocks were familiar as was her patchouli smell I recognized her folk music, understood it rather well She brought back the seventies in the sweetest way I was thrilled to stumble upon thi......Read the rest...

... When I sit alone with my memories My mind drifts back to the early 60s When folk music was all the rage The New Christy Minstrels, Peter Paul and Mary The Brothers Four, The Limelighter......Read the rest...

... "Tears, grief, memories and tributes of respect. " Quote by - Constance On a cloudless sunny day in Orillia fifty family and friends gather i......Read the rest...

...work in progress Footle of Country Bands S**t Kickers/slide guitar cowboys Stetson John Denver/folk music “Thank God” fiddler Footle Of Rock Bands Guitar strings/st......Read the rest...

...Woodstock wild is what the musicians knew Plain dairy farm in New York, reservation due. I was too young, alas, or I would have been there. Loving the music, the ambiance, wild as old dog hair. ......Read the rest...

...At the annual scarecrow contest I saw a guitar loving boho scarecrow She was whimsical, fun, and she reminded me of happier times She was wearing a seventies shirt. I almost expected folk music. W......Read the rest...

...Joan Chandos Baez is an American singer Eighteen years old, first of the later date protest folk singers Famous before Bob Dylan! Songwriter, musician, and activist. Folk music of protest an......Read the rest...

...The Vietnam War came immediately into my mind And how sad it was, because so many young men died They were innocent, many between eighteen and twenty The rest of us lost our innocence too as they ......Read the rest...

...SEPTEMBER 25, 2021 It was a bright sun, blue sky day, refreshingly cool, destined to be short in a post autumnal equinox way, the morning farmer’s market shimmering with activity, with varieti......Read the rest...

...I feel twelve most days, on rare occasions, I feel nineteen. When folk music from the sixties comes on, I am seventeen. I do not remember being any ages in between these ages and my real age. I do......Read the rest...

...If I were a taxi cab, I would not charge people. I would delight them with free rides from St. Louis to New York. Babies would love being born in my backseat. I would travel the world, at a good c......Read the rest...

...I barely know how you bear it, I said to the grapefruit Of course, true to form, she tried to smooth everything out. I was irked because no words arrived to sooth me. Which made her easier to eat,......Read the rest...

...Just waiting in line to register for college courses. I did not relish such crowded coarseness. Then, mon Dieux, my eyes fixed upon you, lost was I! Your brown eyes, made me feel like I was flyi......Read the rest...

...Rain poured down Made me think about music Like listen to blues The droplets danced on the metal railings Made me think about music Like listen to jazz It was the end of may Made me think abou......Read the rest...

... Look closely... Can you see it? A town, all held upon, a single red rose. Hussling markets, homemade treats. Dancing, street parties, folk music. Floats, balloons, parad......Read the rest...