Status Quo.

Goldfinch60



Every time I hear their sound

A smile comes to my face.

So once more I went back,

Went back to the seventies.

Head bobbing,

Feet tapping,

Memories becoming alive.

Such a wonderful rock group,

Status Quo.

They could bring me

From the deepest gloom

Into the light of rock.

Strumming their guitars

In such a way

That I always knew it was them,

And that smile

Would always be there,

Back from the seventies.

  • Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 2nd, 2020 01:14
  • Comment from author about the poem: It always happens that when I hear Status Quo a smile always comes to my face, so yesterday I had a complete morning of 'Quo - happy days.
  • Category: Reflection
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  • orchidee

    Good write Gold.

  • dusk arising

    Sixties soul music does the same for me.

    • Goldfinch60

      That's the beauty of music so many types to enchant us all.

      Andy

    • ANGELA & BRIAN

      Good Morning Uncle Andy ! We regret we were not around in the golden Era of Rock & Roll but SQ do have there place in the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame. We guess each Group & Artist was born *Out of the Time* and had a special contemporary significance which our Parents & Grandparents confirm. Thanks for caring & sharing.

      Blessing & Pace to You & Yours
      Love Angela & Brian 💛💛💛💛💛

      • Goldfinch60

        Thank you A and B. As you know music and musicians go on forever.

        Andy

      • peto

        The original 3 chord wonders
        Good to see you writing Goldfinch

        • Goldfinch60

          Those 3 chords took them, and the Beatles before them, a very long way. Thanks peto.

          Andy

        • myself and me

          You sure know how to entertain yourself.

          • Goldfinch60

            I surely do, opera one day, rock the next and probably jazz today. So much music - so little time.

            Andy



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