Once upon 6:30 PM, while I pondered, thought on my problem,
Over many different choices, I finally get a song playing,
While I rhythmically tapped, with nearly smacks, the sounds of the axe
as of heavy zaps, zaps of great rock ablazing,
"The Experience," I uttered, "A 3-minute gap of Purple Hazing,
all this and nothing's fading."
Ah, the legendary voice, always made for a great choice,
And each separate noise sent me closer to dazing,
Imaginarily I strummed the solo, with the air guitar I bestow,
The sweet sounds surround and flow, the flow keeps me clinging,
For now the haze has begun moving, so for now you should be excusing,
cuz for now, it's the sky I'm kissing.
hopefully you realized where the inspiration for this came from...but if not...
it came from Jimi Hendrix, moreover, Purple Haze, a popular song by him...the last couple lines refer to my favorite lyric in the song, "excuse me while I kiss the sky"...I love it
the poem has the same rhyme scheme as "The Raven" by Edgar Allen Poe...it was an assignment for American Literature and Composition...thats a mouthful i know
Sunday, February 8, 2009
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