A. Gee Where words collide

Poems

C'est La Vie

It was a teenage wedding
and the old folks
watched the beautiful couple
dance to old standards
and new songs that made no sense

The old folks knew though,
that the first sign of growing old
is when you stop understanding pop music
So they didn't confess their bewilderment
to anyone, and kept applauding

Soon the hypnotic rhythms of the day
reignited a dormant fire in their bones
and smiles broke out on grouchy faces,
and the occasional tear flowed down a crusty cheek

The teenage couple kept dancing
without a care in the world
Secure in the knowledge
that this will never happen to them

Author notes: WC 108 Prompt is Chuck Berry's Teenage Wedding https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HaxxrrUXKMo https://allpoetry.com/contest/2783259-Rhythm---Rhymes---no-particular-place-to-go

Summer Nights

Those hot days of summer
may indeed belong to the dogs

But the nights!

Those stifling oppressive nights,
With their surreal, eerie moonlit landscapes
their obscene, shameful whispered secrets
their startling noises of falling objects and creaking floors
their sudden drenching, violent storms
full of exploding, earth scorching lightning
and thunder that shakes the glass
of your suddenly puny seeming windows
and penetrates all the way
to the very foundations
of your terrified soul

The nights belong to werewolves

Author notes: wc 79 https://allpoetry.com/contest/2783535-The-Dog-Days-of-Summer---FREE-VERSE-ONLY-75