Vinyl Poems - Poems about Vinyl

The magic of melodies, an olden tale Where each tune leaves a heartfelt trail A black record, grooves of time Echoes of dreams, a rhythmic chime Touched to awaken the strings of the heart Stories of the past, a soulful...Read the rest...

Soulful melodious injections....... Rendering sweet salient pulsations Scintillating sensations in the spine...... Organic rhythms of the time Just what the doctor ordered after a long day of hustling and bustling I find my favorite crease in the couch With a...Read the rest...

You might think I’m crazy Some say I'm insane But when it comes to country music It takes me to another place It takes me back to those early days Me sitting by daddys side Listening to old Hank Williams Sing I'm...Read the rest...

Had I known your betrayal, I would have let go, And free myself from you. Deep down, we know the wits of love, A poison made from the cups of romance. I drank too much from those...Read the rest...

The Rolling Stones, The Beatles, Bread Billy Joel and The Grateful Dead Suzie Quatro, Wham! Kate Bush Elton John, Yes, Kiss and Rush Aerosmith, The Brothers Four Dolly Parton, Sandie Shaw The Jackson Five and Bruce Springsteen Elvis Presley, Slade and Queen David...Read the rest...

It occasionally occurs to me, as I distractedly remove my right dominant Powder-Free Vinyl Exam Glove, after yet another young adult diaper change, Perhaps getting lovingly laid by a lifetime committed caring and passionately consenting peer filled with warm compassion, active hope...Read the rest...

an LP where a mother should be ...Read the rest...

Vinyl (3/1/19) “Wow, everybody just cleared out. “That’s what happens when you leave a “Bookstore with vinyl.” I haven’t a clue what she meant And to be perfectly honest, I’m not Sure she knew either. She also Carried some vinyl from the...Read the rest...

reality views... is digital here to stay... the discrete segment... with the analog... the action...in a back seat... to be forgotten... there's start and finish... a seen perception of time... measured periods... hours...minutes...seconds... mille and micro moments... but...time can't stand still... accident events... where rescuers die helping... may...Read the rest...

NO ONE WANTS TO LIVE IN A COLD HOME from the album "Heaters for Sale" by Not Paul McCarney No one wants to live in a cold home, cold home Uncle Albert says you should go home, go...Read the rest...

Last night I dreamed I owned a Beatles album from their break-up period that was never officially released and even most Beatles experts didn't know it existed. I had one because I'd had a lover...Read the rest...

wispy grooves of sound playing on dusty, conical flat lungs scratching the meat off a chalk board of throat burning fumes I abuse my recall of better days hands at throat contorting fingers curling up to barbarously...Read the rest...

i’m vinyl baby, easy to scratch, easy to gouge, prone to warping. i’m a 45 rpm record, single and labelled, still got track marks. dot dot dot from the seventies! you know there’s my black side, my dark side. i’m a 45 rpm record, single...Read the rest...

The radio plays their song And two hearts beat as one To the rhythm of a tune they call their own. The gold and platinum vinyl spins Creating the sound where love begins. If only for the moment, they have...Read the rest...

Vinyl records are still around. They carry some amazing sound. If you are able, get yourself a turntable. The music you hear will astound....Read the rest...