she saw him stopped at a red light
dull green army jacket over a

white t-shirt with AC/DC emblazoned
boldly across his thin chest.

she can only imagine the list of
tour dates on the back.

this isn’t her boy
she knows that,

but the glimpse is enough to bring
a smile to her eyes and

the taste of salt on her lips
memory’s gentle nudge.

better, she knows, to have
spent this life with another

carry on Angus
rock on Bon

Bon Scott

This poem was inspired by photographer/graphic designer, Julie Powell, whose blog I follow on WordPress. Check out her work and insights at

Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

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