# Moving On

Author: Sneeze
Tags: Poetry, Sad, interpretive, rock n' roll

#5 of Poetry

Foreword:  

How can any follow in the footsteps of the great few?  

Another poem for you!  This one follows a significant, if childish, meter that I thought I was so creative for coming up with until I actually wrote it down.  Regardless, I really like how this poem turned out.  Yet another piece to come out of my jazz, blues, and poetry class, I branched out of jazz and blues and decided to write about my preferred genre of music, rock n' roll, and my thoughts on it.  

Please, tell me what you think of the poem.  Drop a comment or toss me a message; I deeply appreciate comments and criticism, and make attempts to improve my writing based on them.  I would also like to thank Mr. Eupherious and several other friends for looking over the poem and making sure it doesn't suck as much as it could have.  

Enjoy!  

Content Copyright Sneeze 2010.  Please don't use without permission.  

 

_Moving On  
for Elvis, Richard, Chuck, Buddy, and Jay Lee_

You did not know that what you brave few would craft, of  
the bare sticks and stones you had, would consume  
the wide world with your frenetic  
energy, and how can  
we follow; where  
can we go  
without  
you?

  You gave us a new vision, a new set of rules  
to break, though we were followers of your  
example, trying to do as  
you did, never able  
to break free; what  
can we do  
without  
you?  
  
But now you are passing, moving on, the notes you  
sang, the strings you plucked, the keys you struck, are  
falling silent to infinite  
time, and it leaves me dumb,  
wondering what  
can we be  
without  
you?  
  
For while your students move on, playing your songs but  
never the same, I cannot imagine  
you brave few not watching us all,  
and tears fill my eyes, for  
I know we would  
be nothing  
without  
you.  
 

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