Best Discos Poems

We're Covid free - restrictions lifted
Shop barriers, they have been shifted
But there’s still a queue
For the ladies loo
Weak bladders, us gals have been gifted!

Bars opened for drinking last night
At closing there’s a stupid fight
Folk have drunk too much beer
And they cannot think clear
These drunken brawls...

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Back in those heavy times when everything was so far out
Our words were but a whisper, the mans were but a shout
Flower power was spreading, and everything was out of sight
Preaching peace through out the days, and gettin our groove on into the night

But we...

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Friday night's here at last ...lets have a blast.
Teenagers dash to discos ...ready to dance
to throbbing beats  and combo drums
rythm and blues....kicked off shoes
as rock and roll  pours out the heat..

Swaying along... couples dance and sing
swinging to the beat ...that's everything.
reggae to hip...

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So this is it. It’s finally here. 
Your last school day has come
No more morning drop offs
No more rushed school run. 

No more sandwiches to pack
No more sports kit to acquire
No frantic searching for the socks 
Hiding somewhere in the dryer 

No more crazes to...

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The house is empty, my husband is at work,
I am sitting with my dog just relaxing when
PBS television broadcasts a music special.
Oh all those Motown tunes from the 1970s,
Now that’s hotter than hot, I feel the heat rise.
The Commadores, Stylistics and Patti LaBelle,
I am singing,...

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Humans have long trespassed
and destroyed animal territories
Humans have poached
And selfishly encroached
upon animal habitats
cutting down trees to build
human habitations.
Now the tables have turned
Humans are quarantined  in house arrest
while some lie sick in bedrest
So animals not usually seen are having a fields day 
roaming upon roads, crossing...

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LET'S CHARTER A YACHT AND GO WHERE IT'S HOT
AND PEOPLE ARE NOT IN THE WAY
WE'LL START OFF IN GREECE WITH CHAMPAGNE AND CASIS
THEN SAIL UP TO NICE, ST. TROPEZ
AND IF MISTRAL SHOULD BLOW WE'LL JUST GO BELOW
AND DO WHAT'S APPROPOS BELOW DECK
THEN DINGHY ASHORE OR...

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Copyright © 2015
17.12.2015
5:52pm

In the Banana Republic, you
can meet senorita in the sand.
A day from work, pesos in
hand, head for the sand. No
stress, the women are the best

Pretty senoritas ready to rub
a pirate's chest, chest full
of pirate's loot, and no one
gives a hoot.

Away from slaving everyday,...

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Syrupy with recipe ran along brasseries 
Peiping, Mags and Oasis pricey rotisseries
Sizzling sizzlers the Peter Cat’s clamor 
Addled couples fending their pockets out of scarce. 

Boogie with deejays rhythm along discos
Tantra, Fusion and Roxy surfaced floorshows
Mass hangout the Some Place Else’s beckon
Mini-fashioned getups makes the...

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This place is always a little lonely 
At the weekends...no noise and life, 
I like solitude, 
But not in places 
Where's there's recently been 
A lot of people.

Reclusiveness protects you 
From nostalgia, 
And you can be as nostalgic 
In relation to what happened 
Half an...

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From morn to friendless night
He tramps the streets
Just in case he might
Come across her he's a tragic sight
But he don't care
Love gives him might
He haunts the cafes and the discos
And the bars so lovelorn
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Distances separate tomorrow, today bother why?
City streets and shops, neon lights and mall crops,
highways and cars, cafe frappe and chocolate bars,
low rise denims to woo, funky earrings and chic shoes,
blackberry and fruit cherry, discos and bows,
their jazzy tops, my weekly flops,
their silence and my chop-...

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I should have left you in the past 
and not dragged you into my present. 

You should have stayed with memories 
of tank tops and Mary Quant make up, 

school discos and music by Mud. 
The long lazy summers preceding adulthood. 

When you arrived in...

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Blended with fragrances
And the joyful carols,
The con games of children
Looking for gifts full of fun.
Kris Kringle’s cock-and-bull 
Make them rosy and lull.

Adorned houses with odorous candles
Christmas tree ornamented with red ribbons and jingles 
Marzipans fruitcakes and roasted chickens 
Caramel cookies and plenteous chocolates,
The night illuminated...

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Oh how very marvellous then. Synchronised shopping in a ship stream. Level out no lever in a gale. And swarm to sale rails like oversized tanks on waves of euphoric energy excursions. When waving rattles around dressed in a dressing gown or a kimono be...

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