Posted in a remembrance


“Don’t worry about a thing, every little thing is gonna be alright”
― Bob Marley

It’s like the time
when I knew each song,
careless whispers that nothing could go wrong…

music playing on the turntables,
pipe-dreams that have slowly faded…

I danced to the beat
of night fever,
spurned lovers
lonesome dreamers…

Pop-star posters on my walls,
connected with the live applause,
I longed to be a dancing queen,
living inside the silver screen…

rhythm and blues
was my therapy,
the lines of an unchained melody,
finding comfort in soul lyrics,
confessions of a teen spirit…

to learn the truth at 17,
that love was meant
for beauty queens,
a blow for girls with freckled faces,
yoked into a friendless matrix..

I was enthralled by revolution songs, so really, what could go wrong?

I’m still a believer in “one love, one heart
let’s get together and feel alright”…



I am an unknown introvert who desires to touch the world with a little bit of magic...

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