Hollyhocks Rock

Hollyhocks bloom like pretty ladies 

with too much Rouge... 

All dressed up with bright pink Pearls. 

looking for high school sweethearts... 

Flowers that dance the Jitterbug  

when the Band plays "Ain't no Mountain 

High enough... just call my name" ... 

Every muscle moves in every groove 

when Vinyl records were stacked high 

we could really dance the Jitterbug... 

Care to give it a try ???  

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Greetings from across the pond Pat. I need to put on my dancing shoes and get in the groove. Yes your words rock. You also gave me a wonderful memory. Nothing much grew in my Nan's backyard. Her house in the shadow of the arches and electric trains, however there was one hollyhock that came back every year and grew so tall. It was taller than me and a deep cerise colour. A little bit of brightness in a yard of darkness. Thank you this morning for memories of flowers and music. So uplifting a read. Thank you my friend.

Chris

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Chris... love the story about your Aunt’s Holly Hock ... taller than you. Lol.
My Aunt Mary in War, West Virginia, raised her two children very close to the Railroad track that ran through the one street town of War. They all survived. My father’s brother had a Shoe Repair Shop in town where he walked to work every day.
Mary was married to my Dad’s brother.
My folks moved to Maryland where I grew up. We lived close to Washington, D.C.
Thanks for sharing your story. I also like the flower Foxglove, but it can be fatal if eaten.
truly, Pat

[Chris Shaw]

Yes I know the foxglove is poisonous Pat, but it does give lovely memories. Thank you for sharing. Makes me smile :)

[Lydia Shutter]

No more jitterbugging with my knees, but I remember it well....and that song too. Ain't no mountain high enough, ain't no valley low enough to keep me from gettin' to you babe! A nice dance down memory lane here, Pat. Lydi**

[Patricia Wedel]

Lydi... I knew you would remember those days and the song... In my next life, I will dance until Spring ... gently, Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i loved dancing the jitterbug...well my version..
and i am definitely an "older folks"----
ah high school turns to twilight.
thank you for this poem...and the memories of my vinyl...which i still have much of.
j.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear J. Your version of the Jitterbug would be a Winner on America’s got Talent... would love to see that!!! I saw an older Lady dance the Jitterbug at her Sin’s Wedding Reception that had a Live Band for a couple hours. She moved every muscle for an hour. I was so fascinated and wished I could do the same. I spent my time dipping fresh Strawberries into melted warm Chocolate. Amen. Thanks Jacob.... so Fun !! Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I haven't danced in so long...except in my own living room...always moved when the music was playing, and still do.
I bet that lady was fun to watch...
j.

[Patricia Wedel]

She was unbelievable like a flower shaking her Petals...