skip wop-ditty
auh ooh auh ooh
sonme time together
dancing with you
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danced all night
wwith my favorite gal
we did some contempary
soul searching all night long
danced all night with my Lady
we smiled
styling profiles
we danced all night long
when the music did a oop
I scatted and ooped
when the fella changed the beat
I scatt-dat deedled
to the groove
when she stood in
that ooh auh position
that one too sexy to mention
I scooped due-wooped
and be-bop
did you katch that dance move
we went dancing
we danced all night long
it was crazy
danced to my
favorite song
we went dancing
skipped to the beat
what fun we had dancing
all the new faces to greet
auh ooh we wop-ditty
auh she golly ooh
I love dancing
enjoyed my time
with you
My grandpa could do it
from across the room
He also skipped rope
with the small intestines of a cadaver
when he was a medical student
Both stories make him interesting
to me, and worth remembering
I killed a fly tonight
with Ben’s Halloween sword
from last year
resting on the top
of the fridge,
where the fly swatter
should have been
My mom later shares
tidbits with me
while I prune dead leaves
off acorn squash and cucumber plants
from my son’s spring garden
He will not eat the vegetables,
but he nurtures them
like bald babies
I tell him what my mom told me:
how my great uncle
covered tables
with thousands piece puzzles
until you couldn’t see
the color of wood underneath
My great uncle Bill’s
great love died
so he took up puzzles,
trains, and golf
I loved the smell of his house
and picking raspberries
in his backyard
on the Fourth of July
when I was way too young
to understand
the complexity of
of living
To kill a fly
takes a steady hand
To live a life full-lived
takes something more
There I was on holiday in the late 70s
at Blackpool on North/West English coast
free as a bird, I was then in my mid-20s
loved theatre then, especially cinema the most
I found a midnight showing for one night
'The Last Waltz' featuring 'The Band' plus guests
it would mean a very late night to bed
but worth it all, put my stamina to the test
It was a fab performance of 'The Band'
especially Robby Robertson taking the lead
bringing back great memories of their songs
a night to remember, it certainly was indeed
Also great to hear Eric Clapton
and Emmylou Harris taking starring roles
two of my favourite stars are still yet
really makes me glad that I scored that goal
This was one of my cinema highs
no doubt about it, truly fully great
an experience to rave about even now
even if that night came morn so very late
Went to see an Irish band
For a late St. Patrick’s day
In a little local restaurant
Not very far away.
The fireplace was crackling,
The menu Irish-based,
The Guinness fresh and flowing,
All just perfect for my taste.
The 3 piece combo sang and played
Guitar and pipe and flute.
A banjo and a concertina
Joined the fun, to boot.
We rarely get to do this
But as time makes it advance,
We should grab each opportunity
While we still have the chance.
My life is suddenly great
and I am magically happy.
I can run a mile,
lose my breathe
and still smile.
I realize suddenly
that no one is watching me
or I stopped caring
who might
have glanced my way
in passing.
Just as suddenly
I am "chasing cars"
slightly faster than me
to infinity.
I'm hopping over
the cracks
of a downhill sidewalk,
and occasional liter.
The birds are just singing
for me.
For a slant of time
there is meaning
and equality.
The sun is settling over
white-blossoming pear trees
this evening.
I just hope a spoonful
of hope sprinkles down from
heaven tonight.
Tomorrow might be better
than today.
Maybe, when least expected,
it will be even better everyday.
Title this poem: Hopping
the Cracks for the band
Snow Patrol,
or Hopping the Cracks
like I'm Five Again.
The band’s composed of middle-schoolers
From within the state.
Most have never met before,
Yet right from out the gate,
Their music sounds incredible,
Professional and full
And any passerby would feel
Its strong inviting pull.
Of course, I try to listen for
One close-to-me trombone,
But in a band the point is that
No sound exists alone.
We’ll attend the concert later
Yet I’m glad we happened by,
Catching part of the rehearsal;
Kvelling* privileges apply.
*bubbling over with immense joy (Yiddish)
A blubbery walrus, well taught,
With whiskers aquiver once sought,
A means on the land
To start up a band,
But vocals here hindered a lot.
Strand troop
String group
With a few exceptions
across the land
the voice is the face
of any rock 'n' roll band
without Janis Joplin
who remembers
Big Brother and the Holding Company
and the names of its members
for no matter the genre
when listening to a song
it's not the instrumentalists
but the singer you focus on
and today when songwriting contests are judged
it's human nature to hear that on which songs are hung
(arrangement instrumentation performance production)
and not hear the lyric or melody being sung
Nervous for our wedding day
But as ready as I'll ever be
~ Did you remember the ring?
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The amount of time
Alone
Comfortably
Authentic awareness
Suddenly
December
Crawled quietly
Fall fell asleep
My mind
Along with it
How boring
Annoying I must
Be entertaining
Ghouls, goblins, with
Death still friends
With my nightmares
Friday today
My bed, these words
Is what was ate
My mind, I
Thank water
Fending off
Music hearing
It ready, tuning
White noise
I should thank
It before
She calls on
The others
I always miss the laughter,
That makes and solves the disaster.
On the top of our voices,
We used to make fun and noises.
One tiffin but several hands,
Rounded with friendship bands.
Outside the class we stood,
Making as much excuses as we could.
A dark and a rainy day,
Expecting maths teacher to be absent everyday.
We are like the birds that flew,
Missing the memories which are very few.
I want you to be my friend again,
I always miss the laughter we gain.
They left Southampton with a coal fire down below,
Olympic class of the White Star Line, little did they know.
Irish-built in Belfast, one iceberg was all it took as,
with insufficient lifeboats, the whole wide world it shook.
Departing Queenstown, compartments not all watertight,
unsinkable or so they said, until that tragic night...
(almost a six-day cruise).
She was poorly equipped and, as all good Captains do
(tho' that is not his due), Edward Smith
(and fifteen hundred souls or more)
went down with the ship.
And the band played on as the ship was going down,
were they blind (drunk?), out of their minds,
they were all about to drown.
Some thought 'Bravery,' others, 'Stupidity,'
(altho' cold as ice), I can say, quite categorically,
I would have jumped ship if it were me.
Tho' it's a deep subject, rock-bottom at very best,
the play on Broadway (take a bow) you won't see,
of lost lives and broken hearts
is... 'The Titanic, In Two Parts'.
PETE THE PERCUSSIONIST
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
There once was a drummer named Pete,
whose rhythm was funky and sweet.
He dreamed of the stage,
a rock star despite his age.
His sticks, though, were clumsier than his feet.
He practiced with pots and with pans,
in hopes of a life with great bands.
With a crash and a boom,
he shook up the room,
Wishing for a gazillion and one fans.
He donned leather pants, shiny and tight,
and shouted, "Tonight, I’ll be outta sight!"
But when he would play,
the crowd ran away,
He understood ‘twas rock star’s plight.
The sunshine band, ember sunset.
Stunning swans' graceful elegance
Serenely swim, one can't forget.
The sunshine band
Overlay peace yet endlessness
Cast, swayed in the balmy breeze, yet
It displayed depth and eloquence;
The sunshine band
Loyalty to each other let
These white feathered benevolence
Dip their heads together, heart set.
The sunshine band
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