Best Streetwalkers Poems

Late night summons madmen, 
madams, bold streetwalkers,
picking pennies from the gutters
as the merchants close their shutters
and the homeless crouch in doorways
in their rags, against the cold.
Black or white, no compromise,
no colours clothe the empty streets,
as Bobbies tread their lonely beats,
the watchmen rub their crusted eyes
and...

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Nightscapes

...inspired by 'Rhapsody On A Windy Night' 
       by T.S. Eliot


Late night summons
madmen, madams, bold streetwalkers,
picking pennies from the gutters
as the merchants close their shutters
and the homeless crouch in doorways
in their rags, against the cold.
Black or white, no compromise,
no...

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Late night summons madmen, 
madams, bold streetwalkers, 
picking pennies from the gutters 
as the merchants close their shutters 
and the homeless crouch in doorways 
in their rags, against the cold. 
Black or white, no compromise, 
no colours clothe the empty streets, 
as Bobbies tread their...

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Late night summons madmen, 
madams, bold streetwalkers, 
picking pennies from the gutters 
as the merchants close their shutters 
and the homeless crouch in doorways 
in their rags, against the cold. 
Black or white, no compromise, 
no colours clothe the empty streets, 
as Bobbies tread their...

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Tis a hallowed place...
This cobbled maze of alleyways
Which bond these rat infested streets
Yet, gas lamps lit, stand betwixt the corners
And lone Bobbies patrol beneath their feet

London,
A littering city of homeless ashes
Falls shameful underneath the moon’s pathetic light
The darkness is the seductress... soon to be accomplice
As...

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Late night summons madmen, 
madams, bold streetwalkers, 
picking pennies from the gutters 
as the merchants close their shutters 
and the homeless crouch in doorways 
in their rags, against the cold. 
Black or white, no compromise, 
no colours clothe the empty streets, 
as Bobbies tread their...

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...inspired by 'Rhapsody On A Windy Night'
                             by T.S. Eliot

       ...

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Late night summons madmen, 
madams, bold streetwalkers, 
picking pennies from the gutters 
as the merchants close their shutters 
and the homeless crouch in doorways 
in their rags, against the cold. 
Black or white, no compromise, 
no colours clothe the empty streets, 
as Bobbies tread their...

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cars parked or passing   

streetwalkers
talkers
closing
open all night
sometimes they call the police.

it's the street,seats for everyone.
take audience with human flaws
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Tis a hollowed place
This maze of hidden alleyways
Which in blackness bonds
To these rat infested cobble streets
Where the gas lit lamps betwixt the corners stand
With the lone Bobbies, statues upon their beat

London, a smoldering city of ashes
Falls, tranquil within the first of lunar light
But, looming darkness...

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I went out to buy your valentine
But streetwalkers said I'd fit just fine
What I saved for you
I just spent on two
So its OK if you want to whine...

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...inspired by 'Rhapsody On A Windy Night'
                             by T.S. Eliot

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Some streetwalkers shake their hips
Whilst others may lick their lips
What they have on show
Is ready to go
To the nearest Fish & Chips...

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