Sunny April afternoon poetics D-verse

It was a

Sunny April afternoon

Me and my dad

Were jamming to the music

We had rock and roll on our CD player

I was 12 years old

And as Elvis blared out of the boom box

I thought to myself

I am my fathers daughter

I love music

Not rock and roll

My music of the time

Was the music of the 90’s

The 90’s was when

I bought my first CD

And now

Today years and years later

I still love to listen to my music

Listening to playlists on Spotify

Dancing to the beat

Dancing like no one is watching

Poetics: Let music speak | dVerse (

Author: Carol anne

I am 40 years young. I'm blind and I have dissociative identity disorder, I also have complex PTSD. I blog about my life with these disorders. I live in Ireland.

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