Best Boogie Poems
I’m so sad mom
That I’m missing the chance
To be with you on your birthday
and to watch you dance
Yet your spirit I admire
You’ll celebrate with style
With friends in a parking lot
You’ll boogie for a while
Enjoy your special night
even if it’s a bit chilly
Let others ponder
the magic of being silly
You are so amazing
the youngest eighty I know
The music stills moves you
Whether it’s fast or slow
So open all the windows
of your shiny Ford Escape
Fly to the sound of the Radio
my hero without a cape
May the night skies twinkle
to the sound of the beat
and the pavement marvel
at the movement of your feet
For you my dear mom
are a one of a kind
and I’ll be there dancing with you
Even though it’s just in my mind.
I love you mom
Happy Eightieth Birthday!
May 18th, 2020
I also want to do a shoutout to my friend Eileen Manassian who shares the same birthday as my mom. I hope you have an amazing day Eileen. My friends, please drop by and wish Eileen a Happy Happy Birthday! The added bonus is that you will get to read her amazing poetry.
Watch out for da Boogie Woogie man
he's comin ta get ya if he can
Ooh smooth moves soft lips
he's got dem electric hips
A twirling dynamo who likes ta dip
Ya doze buttons ain't safe
dat bra strap's likely ta rip
Look at da twinkle in is eye
He promises ta make ya fly
Yep just wait, me oh my
he'll lift dat dress so high
Hardly even will he hafta try
he got da moves dat'll make ya sigh
Afterwords you jus be wonderin why
Like I say he da Boogie Woogie man
he's comin ta get ya if he can
Ooh smooth moves soft lips
he's got dem electric hips
Twirling dynamo who likes ta dip
Ya doze buttons ain't safe
dat bra strap's likely ta rip
Ripped bra buttons on da floor
heat's up high but ya want more
He flips ya round four times four
in da shower up against the door
Ya feel da heat deep in yo core
It's like da waves are crashing on da shore
He says "do ya like it dat way whore!"
He makes ya ta feel da shame
So ya run outta his place
lipstick all smeared on yo face
But ya still feel yo heart race
as you clutch dat ripped lace
All yo pleasure gone every trace
if only ya had a can a mace
You warn her about the Boogie Woogie man
"He's coming to get you if he can
Smooth moves soft lips
don't be seduced by those electric hips
That fellow wants to do more than dip
Your buttons aren't going to be safe
that bra strap is likely to rip!"
A city of festivities glitter bright
To celebrate a special joyful night,
Gingerbread man boogies with delight,
Snowmen waltz, what a charming sight!
He is decorated with a galore of candy,
Friends excited to find those sweets handy,
Reason to be gratefully elated and happy
As incredibly thankful as they could ever be!
The city looks enchanting with softest snow,
Silvery laces on rooftops magically glow,
Holiday season for all fairy tale souls,
Be merry, celebrate the night at North Pole.
Some of you, will in memory, may fondly recall.
Enchanting, colored dance floors, you all had a ball!
When women still wore stunning, gorgeous dresses,
Unafraid to wear makeup, and sport long, shiny tresses.
No, you were not vaping or drugging it up, to be cool.
You did not want to be a stoner or be the town fool,
Youeven wore pricey perfume, just to reel in a mate,
Some tall dude, with agility to dance, was to be your fate.
It was kismet, the moment you stared in a dance partner’s eyes.
You both as if floating, on air, in amorous,cloud like disguise
The lit, multi-colored dance floor, The Bee Gees music filled the room.
You looked up, and there your shiny prince stood~love musically! in bloom!
3/29/2024
Alligator with fierce but captivating eyes sometimes red glare
The Man with a title given by the High Priest of his Tribe
A man gifted at Birth for the World to be entertained by.
Though much more then the Entertainer inside ~
This Man a poet , a man of wisdom and power
Playing his cordless accordion or Guitar on the tiny Bar
Powerful stares , people dancing crazy underneath a moonlit sky
His trance , a spell on others , not to be denied
A Force stronger then you will know , be dared to reckon with
His name was given at birth for a reason , A Scorpio
Legacy throughout Europe and deep woods in the Bayou
Alligator loved by many , playing Jimmy Hendrix to Zydeco
Alligator , the man on fire , women can not help but desire
In Monterey Bay, California, he plays , magical surprise
be warned if you go with date to see him "Alligator "
At the end of your dancing to Zydeco and blues
your date will be in Trance , one glare into his eyes
she will be wanting He at the end of the night , your demise.
They call me the Boogie Man
They call me the Boogie Man...cause, that's my name
I'll always be around to drive your kids insane
Nobody wants to have what I got
When I get sick, man I'm covered in snot
I'm the Boogie Man
Yeah, that's my name
Today I sneezed so bad that it felt I was gonna explode
It left a trail like a snail, when I sneeze I really unload
I made plans to see a doctor about my nose
A few box of Kleenex and I'll be ready to go
Cause I'm the Boogie Man
That's my name
They call me the Boogie Man...cause, that's my name
I'll always be around to drive your kids insane
Nobody wants to have what I got
When I get sick, man I'm covered in snot
Yeah, I'm the Boogie Man
That's my name...
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Adults are always try'na say that I'm not real
But turn out the lights and hear the children squeal
I'm inside their closet, I'm under their bed
You'll think your kids have gone and lost their head
They'll call me the Boogie Man
cause, that's my name
Yes I'm the Boogie Man, that's my name
-Example of original https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=PGdWmexwJok
When I was very young my mother once tried to scare me by saying "if you don't go to bed the Boogie man will get you!" But my response, as she has told me many times, was a sarcastic " give me a break mom, what's he gonna do put boogers on me? Really. ". A bogeyman is meant to embody childhood fear, right. I wonder why they now pronounce his name so similar to the dirt within our noses.
She asks "May I dance with you, sweet Dracula
I really enjoy your Transylvania Twist
Perhaps later on a sexy slow dance
I'll happily expose neck and wrist
I love that red cape flows with ease
While others stare with jealous eyes
The undead boogie is such a treat
It makes me feel weak in my thighs
Your eyes are very hypnotic
I have not one thought for another
Yes my blood has begun to turn cold
Still you make this heart feel a flutter
When the evening is done don't fly away
I'll gladly accompany you to your crypt
Just one more time around the dance floor
Wait! Is that my blood I see on your lip?"
For the May I Dance With You Halloween Contest sponsored by Galen DS.
Note: "Transylvania Twist" is from the song Monster Mash.
Born in the back of a Buick,
The same place I was conceived.
My parents didn't have much,
But in love they really believed.
They drove all over the country,
In the Regal of my birth.
Whenever they got the chance,
They gave it all it was worth.
Parked in a vacant lot,
Or on the side of the road.
At every single rest stop,
Made love in their humble abode.
On top of the hood at night,
And under an overpass.
Sometimes they'd even do it,
While they were pumping gas.
In the middle of the day,
Or beneath a starlit sky.
They'd even do it driving,
As other cars passed them by.
Once in a traffic jam,
I want to make this clear.
They had some time to kill,
It's the reason why I'm here.
Let’s do the potato chip boogie
Crunch Crunch. Crunch.
Twirling with your noogie.
Scrunch. Scrunch. Scrunch.
Shake your chip bag, goodie.
Hunch. Hunch. Hunch.
Why eat just one, hoodie?
When you can have a bunch?
Wrinkly salt with a fried foogie.
Scrunch. Scrunch Scrunch.
Let’s do the Potato Chip Boogie.
Lunch. Lunch. Lunch.
I LOVE TO BOOGIE
A time of platform shoes and wild psychedelic art,
fondue, mood rings, glitter balls,bell bottoms with a flair,
John Travolta danced his way to every female heart,
lava lamps, paisley shirts and Farrah Fawcett hair.
“I Will Survive,” Stay'in Alive,” topped the music chart,
thigh high boots, hi heel pumps, the comfy bean bag chair,
The BeeGees rose, The Village People here for a just awhile,
mixing upbeat funk with a bit of soul gave disco special style.
IN ANOTHER TIME Poetry Contest
Liz Reilly
Hey SKAT where you at?
this ain't no tribute you see
just hello from me!
I Miss Your LighT -BOOGIE-WOOGIE BOP-
Verse 1
Boogie-woogie bop there's still time
Just enough to breathe, to git it right
I miss your dark grace, your golden face
I miss your light touch, your breath
So much that it hurts come here girl
But no matter you gonna boogie woogie and yo bop is surreal
Chorus
You just walk away
I've come so far
I miss your light
I miss you now
dancN on the linoleum floor
O’ girl, you who are mine, mine, mine, my
Boogie-woogie bop
Git down don’t stop
Verse 2
You just walked away, boogie-woogie bop you’re cream of the crop, on top fur’sure
I've come so far I miss your light and it ain’t right girl
I miss you now since we’re both on top you were the cream of the crop
On top No place to fold, neither do we shop all abundance non-stop we got it all, cream of the crop together we are, on top ooh, ooh oh oh we lack not
Boogie-woogie bop
Chorus
You just walk away
I've come so far
I miss your light
I miss you now
dancN on the linoleum floor
O’ girl, you who are mine, mine, mine, my
Boogie-woogie bop
Git down don’t stop
Verse 3
There's a cold autumn wind comin, drummer keep drumin
I miss your tender embrace
A shadow there on my face
When I think of you on the clock
I miss your light I miss you a tender lamb, in the flock
You, you, you, you who are mine boogie-woogie bop
Chorus
You just walk away
I've come so far
I miss your light
I miss you now
dancN on the linoleum floor
O’ girl, you who are mine, mine, mine, my
Boogie-woogie bop
Git down don’t stop
09/3/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2024©
for SHASTA JAZZ DEDICATED VERSE FOR SHATA SIMMS ANTHOLOGY #1
The Bronc Buster’s Boogie is danced every day
From Calgary & Cheyenne to way down Arizona Way
You size up your bucking partner & set your rigging right
Then settle in for a wild dance, make sure you hold on tight
That boogie begins with a 3/4 beat, as you & that bronc start to spin
Him with a mind to send you soaring & you with a mind to win
Three bone jarring leaps & a hoof tap tango, as that bronc heads for the sky
That bronc has a lot of fire & heart & that Cowboy, a lot of try
Your eyes are focused between his ears, every muscle tensed & strained
If you have to ask why its done, there ain’t no need to explain
You pitch & sway to a rhythm & a song only heard by the bronc & you
When that buzzer sounds, with a leap of faith, you soar in to the deep wide blue
So plays out the Bronc Buster Boogie in arenas big & small
The roar of the crowd after a winning ride is the sweetest music of all
Shhhh, what's that noise? switch on a light.
I heard him, a bang, it went bump in the night.
Peer in the cupboard, out the window, over there,
look under that dusty old bed if you dare.
Quick, back under the covers, there's no need for alarm,
lets switch on our torches, they'll keep us from harm.
We did it, we're safe, there's was nothing to fear,
but who is that shadowy man drawing near?
Late one night
I decided to write...
While musing in silence
My computer was in defiance
As I scooted to the keys
My thoughts began to be un-eased
As the program stood still
I kept rebooting until~
I realized what was happening
That ole boy needed new programming
He kept doing the rebooting boogie
‘Til every virus was gleaned, and tossed away-- Happily
There’ll be no more of that boogying today