Thursday, December 29, 2011

Taps


Burying Jack in Virginia,
a banjo sounded
across the hills.

music wrapping the world

I wake up with my
rock and roll soul
still living.
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3 comments:

  1. MaureenDecember 29, 2011 at 5:45 PM

    Wonderful what you create out of such an economical collection of words.

    Best wishes for the coming new year!

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  2. Rosemary Nissen-WadeDecember 31, 2011 at 4:30 PM

    Your poems always seem exactly right! This one too.

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  3. AnonymousDecember 31, 2011 at 6:10 PM

    Happy New Year.
    lovely blog.

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