Best Gig Poems

Dizzy cat
Staggers and spins out of reach...
Birdie laughs mocking...

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Les Dewett was a gigilo
Who loved to do it really slow
Though he was well hung
The tip of his tongue
Won their praises for Best of Show...

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Today is the day of a big fall festival, about twenty miles from here.  I have been juried in, and have purchased all the equipment, set up a white tent, and put out my paintings, a few hours ahead, and stayed around for days...

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“We have never heard the devil's side of the story, God wrote all the book.” 
Anatole France

"I heard you wanted to see me Boss?", Lucifer asked.

"I can always see you Lucifer", replied God. "No, I wanted to meet with you. Why are you always messing...

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Another Tale Of Musical Madness...

It was in the early seventies...
My friend and rhythm guitar man,
Mark Trotiner, worked in a well
known musician store in NYC...
Another one of those so rare
"light up the room types"-
He played great rhythm guitar,
Couldn't play a lick of lead,
Sang proudly with an...

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JOSHUA TREE GIG
My love isn't dead; but it's dying;
I searched for truth and I thought it was you.
When I understood you were lying,
I loved you more, for what good it would do.

My love is the fire of sunrising,
road to L.A. through the Joshua Tree.
My songs...

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"Now when we showed up...
There it was, a professional set...
A huge Hammond B-3 Organ..
(King of all Organs..same as used
by Santana at Woodstock, etc....)
500 pounds of growling power...
Something I'd never seen up close...
With huge spinning Leslie Speakers...
Oh, my God!..,I was finally closer
to organist heaven than most...

So...

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Waiting for a birthing pool 
to throw up a dream chaser
nestled in chains.

The grip was easing out
on sun, stung by moon.
Asteroids start hitting again.

The runaway tiger had
turned cannibal, to practice
a new escapology.

A spiral of smoke
rises after the hunt. 
You throw the glances back.

Someone will put...

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We're nearing the end of another year
But this one feels different than before
As we mourn our heroines and hero's
Hearts of family and friends are sore

There's Eddy, Pete and Peter Green
They're guitarists in their own way
Lost to the Great Gig in the Sky
Amidst those twenty twenty...

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If you fortune a tangent,
You’ll get a stash,
A rill of crescents pageant,
Old and holding the gash.

Perception not able,
The dynamo dies in the land,
Normal cable to stable,
The bearings of negates and hand.

Piercings whisper through the ears,
Wheat quakes to sliver rum,
Dermis exhalted the overdraft years,
The pollination riffed...

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Heavens Gate the crowd to be
Blues-ed and Rocked
Lures me
Forgotten cream
Of our Music past
Down on Earth
It will always last
 
 
Hendrix, Kossoff guitarists so
Bon Scott, leader we all know
Phil Lynott bassist past
Cozy Powell their memories last
 
What these guys have left behind
Future players they will find
Its...

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The gig is up, his fine wife said
    I know you've been cheating on me
  My feelings may not matter to you
    but I shall not a laughingstock be

  So here are your things, all of your...

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There once was a character named Eli
Who really loved the fourth of July
He thought he was a stud
His fireworks were a dud
So he got a new gig and moved to Thai






















7-5-19
Alexis Y

* Happy Belated Fourth Of July...

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bright colored feathers
dancing romancing red cheer
wig a gig heart big...

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She went looking for a scare 
But what was she gonna wear 
A pink tank top 
From the discount shop 
Was she going to be coming from class? 
Frustrated since grades may not pass
Maybe it was the need to be a beauty 
From the lone...

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