We return every twenty two minutes

turn her over and gently place the needle.

Set her down easy we don’t want a scratch.


An afternoon of drawing and vinyl

brings us breathing deeper than we’ve felt yet

“a Love Supreme” John Coltrane delights our

moments like summer fireflies light nights.


You can make it lighter with gentleness.

Spinning and spinning she sings a groovy tale

Turn table spinning my Saturday afternoon

Forecast tonight clearer.


About m.a. wood

writer, thinker, musician, teacher
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1 Response to Vinyl

  1. amabear says:

    great opening line and i like how this one moves.

    Liked by 2 people

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