Vinyl
In a realm of timeless tunes, behold the vinyl's grace,
A vessel of nostalgia, spinning at its own pace.
A symphony of crackles, a rhythm etched in round,
Vinyl records, companions, where melodies abound.
Oh graceful vinyl, spinning tales of old,
Whispering secrets, stories yet untold.
With every groove, a memory engraved,
A timeless treasure, forever to be saved.
A dance of notes, painted upon its sheen,
Unleashing music's magic, vibrant and pristine.
The gentle hiss, a serenade of the past,
Guiding us through moments, too precious to outlast.
From blues to jazz, rock to classical grand,
Vinyl records carry tunes like whispers in the sand.
A collector's passion, a timeless connection,
A deep appreciation, a musical affection.
Vinyl records bridge gaps between time and space,
Their warmth and texture, a soulful embrace.
So let us gather 'round, in reverence and in awe,
Embrace the crackles, the pops, and hear music's raw.
© C.Warner
A vessel of nostalgia, spinning at its own pace.
A symphony of crackles, a rhythm etched in round,
Vinyl records, companions, where melodies abound.
Oh graceful vinyl, spinning tales of old,
Whispering secrets, stories yet untold.
With every groove, a memory engraved,
A timeless treasure, forever to be saved.
A dance of notes, painted upon its sheen,
Unleashing music's magic, vibrant and pristine.
The gentle hiss, a serenade of the past,
Guiding us through moments, too precious to outlast.
From blues to jazz, rock to classical grand,
Vinyl records carry tunes like whispers in the sand.
A collector's passion, a timeless connection,
A deep appreciation, a musical affection.
Vinyl records bridge gaps between time and space,
Their warmth and texture, a soulful embrace.
So let us gather 'round, in reverence and in awe,
Embrace the crackles, the pops, and hear music's raw.
© C.Warner