The Boss Says It Best

Don’t hate me when I say this but I don’t like poetry.  There are a few poems that touch me or remind me of my childhood (thank you, Shel Silverstein) but for the most part, I can’t stand poetry.  I could go on as to why, but lets just say I’m not renaissance.  I’m new age.  Well, sort of.

But music… Music is my poetry – it takes me somewhere else.  I know, it could be classified as a poem set to a tune but that tune is what makes the difference.  For me at least.  I hear a song and I can spout off something it reminds me of.  What grade I was in, who I used to sing along with, who I crushed on at that time… music just has that effect on me.  Either that or I start dancing.  I got some smooth moves, that’s for sure.

So when I uploaded my pictures from the Bluegrass Balloon Glow and I saw my photos of the pink Cadillac that was parked in the field, I heard The Boss.  And I had to sing along.  And dance.

Pink Cadillac

I love you for your pink Cadillac

Crushed velvet seats

Riding in the back

Oozing down the street

Waving to the girls

Feeling out of sight

Spending all my money

On a Saturday night

Honey I just wonder what you do there in back

Of your pink Cadillac

Pink Cadillac

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October 1, 2009 - 3:14 pm

katie - not sure what i love the most.
the photo header.
the pink cadillac.
or your tag- poetry can suck it.
yeap, i think the tag wins. :)

October 1, 2009 - 4:15 pm

shutterboo - It’s one of those days, that’s all I can say.

October 1, 2009 - 7:04 pm

Courtney - my favorite image to date!

October 1, 2009 - 8:09 pm

shutterboo - Thanks, Courtney!

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