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Groovy Grooves
©2018, Olan L. Smith
Oh, sing to me you groovy grooves
Upon the vinyl disc so flat,
The needle finds its track
Physical melodies forever trapped.
Two dimensions with hills and dales,
Highs and lows so finely stamped.
Who thought of you, who first created you,
Not Edison I am sure. I knew
From ages past, a life before life
Itself. A disc of stars sinking down a drain
Empties out both here to there, yet not to
Drain the pond, but to always play the song.
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Poems from the Quill, by Olan L. Smith
Poetry"Poems from the Quill" is where I place current works that don't fall into other collections. It is here you will find obscure poems that range from constraint to free-verse. I began this collection as a contest entry, years ago, for what was then t...
