Best Motel Poems

Sometimes an
Obsolete 
Old bulb inside him 
Flickers on 
And dimly lights 
His woozy thoughts 
And thirst to write
A song. 

Recall he's human, 
That's to say, he
Thinks he 
Still adheres, 
Not just a washed-up
Singer, missing
Schedules to
Appear. 

The stained and
Scribbled rhymes 
Of scattered nonsense 
On the floor,...

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There's a no tell motel
Just up the road a bit
It cherishes its secrets
Like a horse chomps on its bits

The rooms are small and squallid
With a queen size mattress strewn
Across the age worn carpet
That has stories to exhume

The walls have needed painting
Some twenty years or more
But...

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An open umbrella
    
    blankets

two sleeping transients...

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We are all suspended between heaven and hell
Which way are we headed only time will tell
If I were to guess
Should be scantily dressed
In case you're sweltering at the Devil's Motel


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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TATEIAN WHEELS OF LIFE


Twenty Dora-band aids barely cover one of my scars across my chest.  It's my stomach this time. But one hour of reading James Tate makes my mouth curled upward, with an outward breath and smile. Though as morning ended, I thought,...

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We met up once a month at the County Line Motel
For a night of pure, unadulterated ecstasy.
Left our mundane lives behind, out by the county line;
Nothing fancy but a lot of privacy.

I know you’ll understand, how much I felt like a man
With this beautiful woman...

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My weight is still plummeting, I'm happy as hell
Wasting away, to my fatness I say farewell
But it's the chance I take
For goodness sake
Young fillies will be bugging me for a night at my motel...

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Motel room, U.S. map made of license plates
everything I need for a week is here, king-
size bed, microwave, fridge, tv, hot plate
the carpet's pretty clean, the bathroom baptized
and there are two mirrors in which to imagine
myself, to analyze and idolize.
WiFi, no Elizabethan inn,
in a century...

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With plates and words in anger flying
My wife and I now deem it best
To cease all our screaming and crying
As I check into the Motel Goodrest

I arrive and plop down for a blissful night
But for two hours a car’s engine revs; varoom!
Above me screeching shouts;...

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The Shady Rest Motel

By Elton Camp

Wife and I were on a trip out of state
We were growing tired and it was late
Fairly soon, there wouldn’t be daylight
It was time for us to stop for the night

Motels where we were proved to be few
So we had...

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Rosemary does a lady proud.
If not for the faint aroma,
as nicotine and soft music
deliver a quiet invitation.

Her heart opens with the 
door and allows a feeling
to grow, 
a candle to be lit.
With the draw of the night,
a closing door,
she sets fire to
her insides.

The hint of...

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Crimson red light, motel sign
stubbed out cigarettes, bottle of wine
Once a girl, still girl to her dad
Lifes sometimes hard, things got bad

She didn't get a scholarship
but she felt great when she was high
She was floating in the clouds
when oppotunity passed by

She lives here sometimes
when she...

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We are all suspended between heaven and hell
Which way are we headed only time will tell
If I were to guess
Should be scantily dressed
In case you're sweltering at the Devil's Motel...

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NOTEL MOTEL




DON’T FEEL LOST IN YOUR DREAMS 
THROUGH THE SEA OF YOUR MEMORIES
‘COZE YOU’LL GET ANOTHER CHANCE
IT’S BEEN A LONG WAY HOME
NOW YOU REMEMBER
DARK SHADOWS JEALOUS LOVERS
TRICK TO GET YOU IN HELL
IT’S BEEN A LONG TIME COMING
REMEMBER THAT SPECIAL TIME



WHEN YOU COULD HAVE STAYED
IN A...

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He built motels
across America
loving the land so much
he could sleep anywhere
on her
in her
cheaply,
predictably.

Anywhere was home to him.
Home was not special
but same.
Same bars of soap,
same color wrappers.
Same towels.
Same smells almost.
Same views.

Home across
the human spirit
of imaginary states.

Just outside streets
with tree names.

And out of this
I arrived
from love created...

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