Best Zydeco Poems

I've been up a bit and down
a bit and hung around 
in river towns, when glory days 
and gamblin' boats were beauty to behold; 
long...

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Washboard and spoons
Guitar and drums
Accordion

Getting together
With the band

A moment not about skin
But about soul
A party not about race
But about rhythm
Take a stand
(or perhaps a dance)
Against...

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The bayou sky flies a catfish moon over swamp gators 
And cottonmouth vipers. Accordions, fiddles, and rub board vests 
Make their ramble through the undergrowth...

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from a friend in new orleans i hear
 how filthy, dirty, diseased--
where life-giving water wages liquid war 
  on the lives it long supported--
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dance party of summer

blue waves rock and roll
 seashore tides shimmy and shake ~
  sunlight tap dances

white clouds pirouette
 delphiniums deep plies ~
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Alligator with fierce but captivating eyes sometimes red glare
  The Man with a title given by the High Priest of his Tribe 
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A friend , a poet , a music Man , The Cowsills 
      remembering the song "hair" on the radio...

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Come one, come all to New Orleans
March and dance with King and all kinds of Queens
Year round festivals in town
Don't hesitate, catch a ride, come...

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(Aieee! We Gon’ Pass A Good Time Yeah Cher …Enjoy et Laisez les bons temps rouler)


Haricot was tall and quite lean
In English they would call...

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On Bourbon Street,
strippers occasionally step out for a smoke,
scanning the scenery for potential clientele.
Flashing lights illuminate eager faces,
good business in a place that hardly sleeps.
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When Katrina came calling,
Lady Blues brought some 
Miami Hurricane bad news
Green Dolphin Street pain parade
went Mardi Gras wind marching
down to the delta swamp of Nawl...

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You almost have to be from New Orleans to understand
the mixture of the music that wails throughout the city,
It's zydeco, jazz, Cajun, classical, rhythm and...

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Dive deep
	into my inner place 
	once more, maybe twice.
	
	Fly while standing still,
	as I did before
	I learned the truth.

	Lose myself in painting
	to the point of no...

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There they go!
Flying through the air!
Hundreds of them!
In different colors! Everywhere!
Red ship, blue ship, three ship four!
Who will win? When will it end?
I can't bear...

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I've got a tiger by the tail
Its plain to see came a Buck Owens wail
From the jukebox hidden near the bar
In a West Texas dance...

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