Agronomy Road (Let the Good Times Roll)

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Agronomy Road

There’s a distinct lack of bonhomie
on Agronomy Road,
the windows look pained
the crosswalks sullen,
hooded students slouch by
in a smart phone trance.

and the sky….

the sky is so tired of poetry
that it openly defies description.

I feel the urge to emit a cri de coeur

Laissez le Bontemps roulez
I shout
from the window of my Subaru Forester
let the good times roll,

let the good times roll
on Agronomy Road.

(Author’s note: No languages have been intentionally harmed in the making of this poem)

Taking part in Open Link over at dverse.

15 thoughts on “Agronomy Road (Let the Good Times Roll)”

  2. kim881's avatarkim881

    Love this, Jim. I’m so glad I live in  place where I never see pained looking windows or sullen crosswalks, although we get the occasional hooded student in a smart phone trance! However, living where I do, I can’t imagine a sky tired of poetry.

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  6. Jennifer Wagner's avatarJennifer Wagner

    Right away I was singing The Cars, “Good Times Roll,” in my head when I read your title! You captured the scene here perfectly, Jim. And you made me grin with your caveat at the end, too. 😀

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