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Heavy Vinyl

Heavy Vinyl

Vinyl black as Jet
On Whitby cliffs 
The needle smoothly lifts
 

Then delicately 
touchces down like a 747... 
To create as sound that's crisp

Feel it's contours 
Rough yet smooth
Serenading your fingertips 

Head back 
Eyes closed
Vibrations born from needles kiss

Tranquil in this
Midnight hour
Cradelled in nostalgic bliss

Free me with your
Melodic power 
My worries are eclipsed 

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Terry Kay

Syd, I like this write but have you ever been on a touchdown really smooth on a 747???? Just kidding.  Love, Terry Kay

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Syd

That's a good point actually Terry. I might change that line lol. It was late when I wrote this one. Thanks for reading and leaving feedback. 

Take care - Syd xo 

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Terry Kay

Syd, I was just kidding.  Please don't think I meant it as criticism. Love, Terry Kay

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Syd

It's ok Terry I didn't lol. It did make me have a think about it though.

Thanks for reading. I appreciate all feedback and I can certainly take a joke. Definitely no hard feelings.

- Syd xo 

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Nine Eleven

Leave it be, when I hear Metallica on Vinyl it's like ten 747s bombarding my brain.

​​​​​​Epic poem Syd, I loved every sound.

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Syd

Cheers Gerard. I'm glad you could relate, especially with the 747 line. I've got to be honest...I never really thought of it in that concept. That line just rolled out of my brain.

Thanks for reading and leaving feed back.

- Syd 

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Nigel Cresswell...

Syd, as you might of thought I bloody love this. I love the depth of sound from LP's instead of digital. Does this mean your Darkside has arrived?
Great write mate
Nigel

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Syd

Thanks Nigel. Yes it certainly does, although I was at a friend's house at the weekend and he was showing me his box of rare Oasis singles on vinyl. The box was heavy. Hence heavy vynyl. It just stuck in my brain and I thought it would make a good poem.

Thanks for reading and leaving feed back.

- Syd 

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Larry Ran

My Dear Friend Syd,

The "old" vinyl discs so moved me
Bringing "new" feelings for the songs
Much stronger than today's discs
So I danced the whole night long

Love,
Larry xxx
 

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Syd

Thank you for your brilliant comment Larry. Apologies for the late reply. I've been extremely busy lately. I'm starting to get sick of this work/life balance.

Take care - Syd xxx 

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Edward Williams

I like abstract and I have no idea what your sayin but I love it 

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Syd

That's ok Edward. Whitby is a gemstone found in the cliffs off the seaside town of Whitby - North East England, it's incredibly black, like vinyl.

The poem is about how the needle lifts and then touches down again on vinyl, which creates sound through vibrations which travel up the needle.

I hope this helps.

Thank you for reading and leaving feed back. Much appreciated.

- Syd 

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