Classic Rock

Classic Rock

A Poem by Soil Creep

Hunching collection, classical purist
sits across the way with a predilection
for 
riffs and psychedelics.
Having experienced neither 
of these
he seems an odd one,
but not really odd at all. 
If you were to ask him to explain 
an unfamiliar experience,
he would have you believe
it was everything to do with JFK, Jimi,
and LSD.

© 2013 Soil Creep


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Soil Creep
Criticism is always welcome, any and all.

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Not bad. A little simple, maybe, but it gets the job done and you express yourself well. Good work.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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11 Years Ago

I have been working with different forms and simplifying recently. Thanks for your review. I found i.. read more

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Soil Creep
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