Time, Tide and Thunderstruck

Cherry

By lenchenelf

Sat, 18 Nov 2017
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9 comments
 

One pint of dilute orange juice

and  "A whole lotta Rosie"

Riffed to a frenzy with mates

whose gyrations revolved 

around their neck.

Their leathers creaked in time

to your rhythm Malcolm,

now we just creak. Rock on.

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Comments

Submitted by PoppyS on

I smiled, hope that was OK.

Pops ~xx~

Writing is art in pictures – Go paint poetry!

Submitted by lenchenelf on

Thanks Poppy :) x

 

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

I love the creaky leathers - they did didn't they! (that is a rogue apostrophe btw)

 

 

Submitted by lenchenelf on

..and sorry, I am plagued by the ancient curse of Apostrophe, it dogs my mark making, visiting unsightly squiggles, or not, on all who read them. smiley

Best regards xxxxsmiley

 

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Creaking leathers. I must try to rescue mine next time I'm back. Thanks for the reverie, lechenelf.

Parson Thru

Submitted by lenchenelf on

...for reading PT. My eldest daughter inherited my jacket some time back. It is a delight that four generations will headbang in the car to "Dirty Deeds" My ma just gently nods while my youngest grandson gets quite giddy with his bad self in the child seat :) xxxxxx

 

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Ha! Love it. What a wonderful mental image.

Parson Thru

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

A poet after my own heart. Fond memories of leather jackets, AC/DC and headbanging.

Put a smile on my face. smiley

Jenny.

 

Submitted by lenchenelf on

...happy days indeed :) 

best regards xxx