#NaPoWriMo Favorite Music

 

 

The Boss

Listen to Bruce Springsteen
When I was a teen
The poets down here don’t write nothing at all
Jungleland lyrics I often recall

NaPoWriMo Prompt  Our prompt for the day (optional, as always) takes its cue from Arkansas. Today, I’d like  to challenge you to write a poem inspired by your favorite kind of music. Try to recreate the sounds and timing of a pop ballad, a jazz improvisation, or a Bach fugue. That could mean incorporating refrains, neologisms and flights of whimsy, or repeating/inverting lines or ideas – whatever your chosen musical form would seem to require! Perhaps a good way to start is to listen to your favorite piece of music and “free-write” for the duration  of the piece, and then use what you’ve written as the building blocks for your poem.

Good morning readers and welcome to day fifteen of napowrimo; we made it to the halfway point. So no, I didn’t follow the prompt exactly but I did write a poem highlighting one of my favorite musicians. When I saw today’s featured participant wrote clerihews for yesterday’s prompt, I thought it would be fun to try one today. And as you can see, I do like Jungleland; I think it’s my favorite Springsteen song. Don’t read the pantoum too closely, if I recall I messed up on the rhyme scheme. It does allude to the story of my youth. I still blame Shawn for making me grow old.

Congrats! to everyone who has made it to the halfway point. Keep up the great (or not so great) work. Just keep writing.

Reminiscing – Pantoum

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The River Tour Phoenix, AZ March 10 Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band

 

And the poets down here don’t write
nothing at all, they just stand back
and let it all be – out of sight
concert, band plays awesome soundtrack

Nothing at all, they just stand back
and revel in the Glory Days
driving in an old Cadillac
our youth disappears in a blaze

And revel in the Glory Days
wake up one morning to find this
girl of seventeen nowadays
longs to recapture youthful bliss

Wake up one morning to find this
unable to let it be trite,
boring stories of youthful bliss
but the poets down here don’t write

The italicized words are from Jungleland. No, they did not play the song last night but I used the lyrics because they’re my favorite. They did perform Glory Days; as Bruce pulled a sign out of the audience that said, The Boss + Spring training = Glory Days. So here is a little something from my glory days. This is a big year for Shawn and me. Next month we will have been going out for 25 years! and in October we will be celebrating our 20th wedding anniversary. It’s hard to believe I was a young 17 when we started dating. I keep telling him he stole my youth.

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Frontier Central Senior Prom

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Shawn and me at the concert last night