Slowly
My generation's
Musical icons
Are moving on.
As I awaken
To the news
Of Prince's
Sudden departure.
Finding my mind
Wandering backwards
More than 30 years ago
To the first time
I heard him.
It was
The age of video parties
For school dances
As local music stations
Had their own VJ
As host.
And yes
Neon coloured t-shirts
And sweat shirts
Were the fashion rage
With parachute pants.
A soft sigh
Escapes me
As I think
How naïve and young
I was.
Believing
I could change
The world
Around me.
In a profound
And lasting way.
Instead
The world
Changed me.
Therisa © 2016
Author's notes: I wrote this, while taking the streetcar, to see my doctor, for an appointment, at 10:30 am. Trying to take my mind off, the thought of having to inject myself, with insulin, tonight, for the first time. Instead, I have wait, until next week, before it begins.
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