A Summer Evening of Rock & Roll-An Erasure Poem Honoring The Weary Blues by Langston Hughes

A Summer Evening of Rock & Roll

Anticipation growing to hear some tunes
The beautiful sun concedes to the moon
I heard a Filipino sing

High on the lawn of the venue this night
All followers of music
Under the moonlight

The masses started to sway
The followers started to sway

To the songs of Classic Rock

An older musician played each ivory key
The bass guitar sang to the sweet melody

Rock on, Baby!

The singer
Long ebony hair
Danced and spun
Women whistled
He smiled and winked
Just for fun.

Rock on, Baby!
Shouted out at him in a marijuana filled fog
Rock on, Baby!

The musical dream took the crowd all away
Fingers tingled from the vibrations
of the song being played

Voices raised to sing along the refrain
Voices raised to sing along the refrain

CLAP CLAP CLAP
Go the hands between beats
People stood now
Leaving their chairs and their sheets
Covering the mid summer grass

“We won’t stop believing!”
“We will hold on to this feeling!”
“We won’t stop believing this night!”

Strangers in the darkness
Finally united as one
Held their lighters and drinks til the concert is done

Then all walked away silently
No words to be said
The lawn and it’s music
are finally dead

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