Rock That Floats

Pick, pick, pickin,

Swing-sweet swingin’

Live, live livin’

On three-peach chords.

Life on this beautiful,

Blue dot rock-that-floats,

Rock that sing, sing, sings,

Rock that wraps its

Mother-beautiful atmosphere arms

Around me again and again

Has yet to be bettered.

2 thoughts on “Rock That Floats

  1. Chatty Owl says:

    This…this feels like music. I have missed your writing!

    • beeseeker says:

      Thank you: this one started as I was listening to music (shuffle/boogie) and the rock that sings pushed me to the blue dot addendum.
      Feel the last line is weak, but appreciate your support – as always.

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