Stuck between hard rock and a place
where music finds its root.
Foot tapping and the gentle rapping
against a table top never stops.
The kids are jumping, Their feet
are thumping the floor. Windows
rattling and battling the urge
to roll every dirge into Top 40.
Back beats and bass lines found their
way in their day. Hear the people sing!
Elvis is dead; Long live the King!

© Walter J Wojtanik – 2016

Poetic Asides – Wednesday Prompt #364: Let the Good Times Roll


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