Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
May 2017
The same four notes haunt me,
Like the ghosts lost to the sea,
             Da
                                        Dah
                  ­  Doo
***            

Floyd flexing their synth might,
Their system tried and true,
Music to get lost in space to,
At least until I hit the Darkside of the Moon.
Shine on you crazy diamond- Pink Floyd
Alex McQuate
Written by
Alex McQuate  30/M/Ohio
(30/M/Ohio)   
254
   spysgrandson
Please log in to view and add comments on poems