Best Speakeasies Poems

In a room that once commanded great respect,
stage lights began to hiss with heated anticipation.
There were sounds of alcohol infused rumblings
and laughter rolling through the rows of seats
from the tongues of young fancies whose foibles
await the reverence paid to tales that may last 
a lifetime.

A...

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Roaring Twenties

Nostalgia and age like bacon and eggs,
With buttered toast and jam on the side for breakfast;
And coffee, and a glass of orange juice to drink,
And a memory in-between to rethink.

The day begins with boring continuance:
Of routines, platitudes, and goodwill gestures,
While accepting a life of...

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I am the roaring twenties 
And the cotton club. 
   I am Al Capone and his 
Thugs. 

   I am the rise of Joseph 
Stalin. 
   I am the age of science 
And penicillin. 

   I am...

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Above the roller-coaster rain clouds, 
there's a moment when the wing tip of the plane 
cuts seamlessly into serene blue as it banks 
over Chicago. It's a layover in the sunlit limbo 
of the hope island, its tranquil azure meadow afloat 
with faux sheep, each...

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"So what will you do without me?" 
he asks, 
 

     I will become Jezzebel, 
like all the other forgotten 
women of romance movies, 
     huddle in the back alley ways of 
notorious speakeasies 
in a revealing...

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These are post-revolutionary gay '20s,
without pre-revolutionary SpeakEasies,
replaced with ListenHard
to global climates of LeftBrain dominant despair.

Margaret Meade encourages
invites
urges small winds
assembled in privatized circles,
yet still dreaming of love's great evolving liberty,
winning healthy democracy
to win wealthy economies
to win resilient ecology
to win resonant polypathic theology,

To remember
small compassioned groups
are the...

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i have a pear
shaped mandolin
depression era
that has surely
sinned in
speakeasies
in the '30's
because my
fingering has
never been so
beautifully
dirty...

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Some may say grand dragon others grand wizard either or it began in 60s everything was a bit chaotic the death of John f Kennedy Bobby Kennedy pope John XXlll my birth and Martin Luther kings famous speech something dark was brewing at Jay Edgar...

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Insecurity. Bled me dry.
The seed. Root.
Ghosts in my soul.

Invasion.
Laughter at speakeasies.
Bubbles in the champagne.

Surfaced, too quickly.
Whether on my right,
Or, left of you.

You let the  
Bubbles rise to your
Unthoughtful Head.

None the less....

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eighteenth amendment
national prohibition
thirteen awful years

led by protestants
fearing evil of liquor
handcuffed alcohol

policemen were paid off
bootleggers became wealthy
speakeasies crept up

cancelled years later
by 21st amendment
drinking continues...

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