I ripped open the envelope,
stared and shrieked. Four
tickets for Springsteen
in concert. First thing
I ever won. Colored lights
streaked across stage.
Power pulsated from
microphone. Sweat poured
down his face. Veins bulged
like blue snakes in his neck
and forehead. Vocalizing,
his written words cried while
guitar hummed. There I was,
alone on a new planet,
swallowing man and music;
nothing else existed.
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My heart envisions what my eyes refuse to see.
“Swallowing man and music” – you have a way with words
Thanks, GS!
Ha, go with thw flow and have fun!
Thanks, Ghost!
‘alone on a new planet’ — I love that to describe the feeling
Ha, good for you, and a well-written poem. I’ve always admired his writing, especially the early stuff. PLx
Thanks, ghostom. Yes, I particularly love the early stuff.
Wow, I just found this comment now. Thanks, Margo.
You go girl!
I did!
Sounds like a great time to me !!
YES!