Long Soft rock Poems

They’re not human, not even humanoid 
These creatures' presence in our archeological history 
Once considered a naturally occurring phenomenon 
But only recently discovered otherwise 
And were only hinted at by geologist nuts 
Who believed Fairies...

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Dust descending
fills my ears and nose:
small stones loosened from the soft rock
bleed our faces and our arms......

the smell of this cellar
the drought of this cellar
the echoing sound of this cellar
the rumble of this cellar
the body...

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Growing up I always had
Some very special friends
Where we shared in everything
Even our love for Heavy Death Metal Bands

But every time one of us
Pick up an instrument
Whether banging, blowing, or strumming
We never made a lick...

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On one old album cover from my early high school days,
four young men pose casually in the center doorway
of a weathered beige adobe-looking building
with some cracks in its walls.
From left to right, they are dressed...

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Thanks to Rockabilly being wed to R & B,
History changed drastically when Rock became mainstream.
Elvis crooned and moved his hips. Girls began to scream.

Goodness Gracious, Great Balls of Fire – sang out Jerry Lee.
Old folks...

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“Now then, may I ask a question?” sounds pretty ugly.
It’s almost exactly perplexing as a calculated error,
Or an easy problem posed by that living fossil of a teacher.
Most students with an apathetic interest would agree...

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Waking up that day with a silent scream
while feeling a sense of dread,
having dreamt about a sanitary landfill
and the living dead,

And later driving on the parkway
to my small crowded cafe,
ordered some jumbo shrimp
which I more...

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My favorite verse from THE soft rock song of my youth
Hit song of 1969 by the Carpenters:

(They Long To Be) Close To You
    (middle stanza of the song)

"On the day that you...

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I feel the safety of your strong arms wrapped around the small of my back; your 
kiss, so tender, consummates our love in a room pervading of soft, rock music, 
pink champagne and...


countless white candles.


We...

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We plugged the jukebox nonstop,  
early 50's soft rock or jitterbug. 
That open-air dance floor shook
with a beat, steady and loud. 

My body rode the waves,
nerved through skin and bone,
blood pulsing hot with desire,
but...

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I like the heroic America of World War II;...
The America champion of good technology...
The America that freed us from the damned little mustache...
The America of Hollywood, of cinema,
Of black soul music, of Doo Wop,
Soft rock...

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With the stage name “Denver,” beloved poet John
to country, folk and beautiful soft rock was drawn.
“Take Me Home Country Road” made him a star.
What lovely songs for nature he strummed on his guitar!

With the stage...

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It's the beginning of colorful Fall,
many chilly days are expected ahead;
tall pine trees don't heed the call,
they are green and warmly dressed!

Their slender images draw twitching shadows
on the wild grass where a pink Lotus grows,
no...

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worlds spin
night and day
wandering souls
living real lives
finding the love
learning to give
co-creating
co-suffering
and co dying
finding out why
the good times fly
when we were kings
and we feared naught
but played the part
strutting to sound
walking the proud
amongst the mad
tipping our hats
english...

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