NaPoWriMo 2021 #18 – Sunday sonnet

I don’t know what it does for my soul,
For good or for ill, when I listen
To the music and sounds of my youth
For hours on end. My wife thinks I’m crazy
When I bob my head and tap the base line
With my fingers on the table. Oh man!
Minnie Riperton just showed up!
That YouTube algorithm is on the one!
Luther and Aretha arrive. Tracy
With those sweet locks and that guitar, picks
And strums the blues like nobody’s business!
Amy, before the drugs and booze conspired
to rob her and us, pops us. All my loving,
All my loving, I will send to you.

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