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(From the “way back” machine – a poem from 1992,
written about an even earlier time: the late ’60’s.)
.
In-a-Gadda-da-Vida
we danced to our favorite
solo of drums
till Keith turned on
Folsom Prison Blues
and we dosey-doed
in a square-dance spoof,
Tom’s arm
in-a-cast-in-a-sling
but feeling no pain,
for we couldn’t see
through the smoke in the room
and we would be young forever.
.
When the haze finally cleared
to reveal gray hairs
we still felt the beat
in-a-light-a-day-now
as butterflies,
and it’s not really bad
being older. *
.
© 1992, 2107 Betty Hayes Albright
.
(“In-a-Godda-da-Vida” – by the Iron Butterfly: Ah, that amazing, long, super-cool drum solo in the middle! No doubt on YouTube.)
.
* (I’ve changed my mind about that….)
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