Rock N Roll Poems

Buddy

Hopin' and flyin' high
Still somethin' was amiss,
Just you know why ...
It had to end like this

Not fade away a shining star
With three million records sold,
Yet, silent fell his guitar ...
And, glasses rest infold

A sound never to be heard 
Soon after that final show,
Boy, give us a clue, a word
Maybe one day we'll know

What happened that

rock n roll is hell

christ is a liberty
christ is a liberty of rock n roll
christ is a liberty of hell
christ is christ of liberty
rock n roll is a christ of a crisis
rock n roll is hail as a crisis
rock n roll is hail as hell

a crisis is a crisis of hell
a crisis is a crisis of rock n roll
hell

For the Finnic Death-goddess Louhi

Louhi Louhi, me gotta go
Louhi Louhi, me gotta go.
Fine little demoness waits for me
Me sail across Pohjola Sea
Me sail dat ship all alone
I never think I go back home.

Oh Louhi Louhi, oh behbee now, me gotta go
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Louhi Louhi, me gotta go.
Three nights and days me sail that sea
Me thinks of

Rock N' Roll Pickle Party

Pickled okra, pickled beets
Pickled corn and pickled beans
Of all the pickles that I see
Cucumber pickles are the best
Dancers, players, pickles
Celebrating, showing their
Vinegar tails, their garlic 
Smells – dill with a zest
All the aspects of becoming
A pickle worthy of munching
A pickle devoured by the ones
Who pick these pickles 
From the depths of the jar
Where they linger,

Rock N Roll Style

Missy, Suave Donnie,
and sweet Suzi Q.
Saw a rock concert,
in Seventy-Two,
No need to bother.
it was the Guess-Who.
You heard of those Dude's
They Jammed Saskatoon.

Well, they had No Time,
To be Undun.
When American Woman,
Went number One.
And they ran out of Sugar,
to play late at night.
So, they joined Mother Nature,
in Rock-N- Roll Style.
 Missy, Suave Donnie,
and Sweet Suzi Q.
went to

Rock N Roll

The river rolled over the rocks
Moving in a spirited motion
Rock n roll through the valley
The mountains danced above

Heidi Sands

9/28/21

The King

The king
   
                    Not a royal,
                Yet he was a king,
        

Remembering Warren Zevon

(1943-2003)

He was a renegade. 
He was a rebel all his days.
Then something broke inside. And I, I --  
I cried and cried when Warren died.

Back To Rock N' Roll

 
Our time to spin round the  world,
Back to rock n' roll!
Springtime leach's wings speak a lot
Back to rock n' roll

I've been to Mars still never let hopes
In flyin' around the world

Our time to spin round the world,
Back to rock n' roll

Fistful figurative piece of word
Back to rock n' roll

Riverside fresh, beaches of green
Really

Rock 'N' Roll Heals Souls

We've been given three months to leave
- How on earth will it be possible to pack
Sixty years of family, what we've achieved
Sentimental objects we can't claim back

Assured the kids we're more than capable 
Taking care of daily tasks, we easily manage
- Dylan told me the house looks disgraceful
- Hazardous, tripping might cause us damage 

Jean

Rock 'N Roll Pilot

Kick the tires, light the fires, now I’m off and on my way
To different lands on foreign sands although my mind is far away
Back to the time when I was nine or so, guitar thrust in my hands
And from the day when I first played my life has been just one big band

“Play me sweetly,”

Rock N Roll 3

Without a break they launched into their next song, one that sang about war in the sky and described old flying machines that didn’t exist anymore. Angie waved her hands around like a devil and on long song notes held out her hands 

and closed her eyes, dreaming of what her song described. Nodding her

Rock N Roll 3

Her band was made up of many cool members. Cecil on drums; he wore a cut down decades old Sisters of Mercy t-shirt bought from Jason, old blue jeans and scuffed boots. Jason noticed this and elbowed Craig in the ribs and drunkenly 

grinned to his mate, “That’ll do wonders for my business!” On bass

Rock N Roll 2

The first band was due to come on stage in ten minutes. The club was filling up with people wanting to get a good seat. Jason and Craig each bought three drinks and sat at a small round table. They quietly discussed the business of 

trading coins and music. Jason wore an old All About

Rock N Roll 1

They stormed through their set that was made up of songs each ten minutes long - they did just two! What a musical journey it was. Fast aggressive heavy 

music the quickest human beings could play and then slow monotonous rhythms that lulled the audience to sleep, followed up by loud aggressive music to wake

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