repentance

hips swingin'

singin' about

life and loss

and love and

beltin' it out

like Janis

or Jimi

or Plant

beggin' for

forgiveness

under urban

night lights

pines on

the skyline

the world streams

past waiting

for no one

Author's Note

Imagine me standing in my kitchen, sipping a drink, and listening to Zeppelin's Kashmir.

Reviews

[Sparrow]

Nice rhythm and flow to this. I can hear it in my head. Janice and Jimi...niiiiice!

[An Ordinary Woman]

I love Janis and Jimi and Robert Plant, they are the best, aren't they? They are all gone now but their memory remains for sure. This is a wonderful tribute to them, Christel!

[Blackbirdsong]

I really love the feel of this poem, though after reading your notices I thought it was about your repenting your soda again. No singers like Janis, Jimi or Plant these days...just pale imitations.