(A tribute to Rock and Roll Movement)

I seem to be memorializing rock and roll heroes these days.

Age and time waits for no one.

But blast the music, it shall be done.

Like that teenage girl of those decades long past.

Reminiscing about Bishop Klonowski dances.

And wild nights of skating in circles.

While the DJ played my heroes songs.

High a top that hill of teenage awkwardness.

Bending and swaying on my roller skates.

Skating to Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young.

Meatloaf.

Fleetwood Mac.

Led Zeppelin and Queen.

Hearing my rock gods bend words,

and vocal melodies.

Past the heights of teenagerdom.

With guitar riffs that only Eddy Van Halen musically characterized.

My record covers are fading.

Like our retro youth.

Their music will live on like just like an  “American Pie.”

© Mary Anne Abdo

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