Cannot Change

I didn’t mean to
low road,
gravel clouds
blurring
smoke clouds,
swirling
to Free Bird.
Skin sweating,
wanting,
vinyl,
reclining seats.
We were lost
inside
a guitar riff,
ending before
things
could ever be
the same.

Prompt-40 words or less, Nostalgia

Artwork: “On the Low Ride” Angela Marinari

7 responses to “Cannot Change”

johnlmalone

‘Free Bird’ is good but I just love ‘Sweet Home Alabama’ ; there is no better place to be than lost inside a guitar riff 🙂

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1. K.Hartless
  
  I couldn’t listen to free bird for a few years, but I can embrace it now, memories fading like that.
  
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Hobbo

I agree with John, it’s great getting lost inside a guitar riff. 🙂

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1. K.Hartless
  
  Thanks, Hobbo. There’s a few songs that have that ever-lasting riff.
  
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  1. Hobbo
    
    😂 Yes there are.
    
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Michele Marsh

The colors and textures in that painting are magnificent with your poem ❤️

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Tom

Beautiful poignant words, K! This was gorgeously written 🙂

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