Three 30-somethin’ gals from the sticks
dressed to the nines, country western garb
singin’, playin’ their hearts out
Stompin’ up and down on the stage
The Rhondas, they call themselves
Don’t know why, but the name fits
Means “noisy” in Welch
Maybe that’s why
Harmonizing, sweeter than honey
Songs ’bout backroads West Virginia
down an’ out factory workers, dirt-poor farmers
distraught mommas, agonizin’ over aimless kids
Just three ole country girls
See ’em walkin’ barefoot down sunny dirt roads
Filling their lungs with music
Lettin’ it all out on a Sunday afternoon
Poetic Alchemist 
Sarah: By all means post it on your website. I will email you.
Hey, do you mind if we put your lovely poem on our myspace page? I love it!
– Sarah from The Rhondas
Shane: Thanks for stopping by. You made me laugh on this one.
now I want a pullpork sandwich and some beans.
Polona: Thanks. It was terrific fun.
Floots: T’was a great gig. Thank you. I heard you playin’ in the background… It IS the Rhonda Valley!
sonds like fun 🙂
nice poem!
sounds like a good gig
wish i’d been there
the meaning of rhonda was interesting too
now the “rhonda valley” makes sense
cheers
Gautami: Thanks. Glad you enjoyed the poem. BookSurge was great for me. Lulu is as well. Yes, sorting out the poems is tough. Ask others to give you recommendations on what they like best.
Dan: You betcha.
Thanks for that link. I am checking it out along with lulu.com.
I need to sort out my poems too.
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“Harmonizing, sweeter than honey
Songs ’bout backroads West Virginia
down an’ out factory workers, dirt-poor farmers
distraught mommas, agonizin’ over aimless kids”
That was what struck me most. An enjoyable read.
‘Noisy’ in Welsh, huh?
Aurora: Thanks. It was a great show from a great local group.
I can both see and hear this one! Good stuff, Don. 🙂
Lahari: Thanks for letting me know, and stopping here today.
Nice poem.
Thanks for visiting my blog. I post a poem on every Monday.