Long may you run

It’s Neil Young’s birthday
No, let’s make that Youngs’ – there are
So many of him

Heart of gold folkie
Blow the doors off hard rocker
Flayed one-note solos

Protesting for peace
Living the good Earth’s green life
Helping found Farm Aid

Movies directed
“Bernard Shakey” behind cam
That’s Neil’s nom de film

Bridge School benefits
Helping those who need it most
Breaking down some walls

Godfather of grunge
Radiohead tuned in, too
Musical offspring

And all the great songs
Tales of conquest and romance
Blinding, soul searing

Springfield, cinnamon
And sugar, sand and powder
The hurricane’s eye

All the waste of war
The toll of lies, corruption
Drugs’ dark nights, death’s kiss

The comforts of home,
Playing with good friends, old man’s
Domesticity

Showed us how to keep
Creativity’s fire lit
Don’t burn out, don’t rust

Hello, Mr. Soul
You’re still strange, all the changes
Never regret them

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Whole lotta haiku goin’ on

Jerry Lee Lewis, Sept. 29, 1935

Jerry Lee Lewis
Playin’ the devil’s music
For six decades plus

Lou-zee-anna boy
Married at 16, 15,
14 — Who’s counting?

Elmo and Marnie
Hocked the farm to buy their boy
That first piano

With Jimmy Swaggart,
Mickey Gilley (his cousins)
He played up a storm

Bible school expelled
Him for his Killer version
Of “My God Is Real”

Deaf A&R men
Aren’t new: the Grand Ole Opry,
Hayride turned him down

But he shined at Sun
“End of the Road” was the start
Record grooves on fire

Played piano like
Drums, 88-string guitar
All rolled into one

“Whole Lotta Shakin’,”
“Great Balls of Fire” still stand
Among all-time greats

Scandal derailed him —
As if you’ve never married
Your cuz who’s 13

Jerry Lee Lewis
And His Pumping Piano
Suddenly were shunned

The Killer played on
But for a lot less money,
Seldom on the air

The wives came and went,
Time passed, and he went country
The Killer was back

Outlasted them all
Carl Perkins, Roy Orbison
Elvis, Johnny Cash

The Last Man Standing
Of Million Dollar Quartet
Only good die young

Once more with feeling,
Jerry Lee, I guess we’d still
Take a chance on you

Young 76
What do you bet he’ll make it
To old 88?