Turntable Poems - Poems about Turntable

-Cheeky Little Nile Bugalugs- I could fall on a turntable and raise the roof. Let the beat drop, but what’s the point scallywags? Crickets chirp unwanted truths into my ears at night. Leaf the poor sauerkraut alone. Saunter through the valley of the shadow of death. Feel ecstatic to run the entire pilgrimage’s course. Safe bets aren’t the way...

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Stereo Typical G.I. David J Walker Admittedly I was way to easy The stereo typical G.I. The guy Willing to buy The cool green Lights in a Teakwood box connecting Overpriced Hi-Fi Speakers to a Belt drive Turntable connecting to an Open reel really cool tape deck But what the heck It’s only one paycheck Every month to month for six...

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bound and tethered held strong with grievous filaments i struggled not feeling the futility and the masterful illusion of my jaundiced mind she holds me captive on the turntable of despair...

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On the turntable I spin these songs Memories of my life From Floyd to Zepplin My scars run deep As I watch that black circle spin The labels all different All unique lessons in life Expectations lost along the way As the tunes play in these old ears I think about things I should have done Directions I avoided because of fear From Hysteria to New...

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I haven’t played a record In more years than I can say, Yet still I mourn the record player That we ditched today. It sat there in the living room Accumulating dust, But since we’re spiffing up the place I really must adjust. I’ll box my records in a crate And hide them out of sight. I have no way to play them, But to toss...

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