Discotheque Poems - Poems about Discotheque

...In glamor-light of sunset a new crowd of cumulus clouds arrive and revive a sepia sky-scene— unworldly woolgatherers gather spinning fantasy fluff into quixotic yarns of debutantes dancing with ......

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...the asphalt road, what seems to be the frontier for him, after thirty meters, I turn around, I see that he does not follow me, then engages a process of retrospective fear, that I have not known since 1996 in Kentucky, when I was attacked at the entrance of a "discotheque" ('Girls Girls Girls') for those who know, I am going to my car and obviously, no question of continuing the walk, . I got back to Brest quite nervous I must say, I didn’t even notice pe......

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...The breeze cool and refreshing colors paled pastel exhibitors lipstick pinks, buttered yellows, creamy peach, alabaster whites, orange tangerine, wintery blues; August cools ratcheting down ......

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...There was a time Pre Corona And there is the present time of Corona I wonder if there would ever be any time Post Corona It seems like it's been ages we went out for fresh air It's guarded by t......

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...big bulbs flashed like a discotheque strobe light. it’s always midnight. his breath filled the cavernous abyss. his heart at risk of jumping to its death. the shell of his flesh colder than a poi......

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...The sun shines bright, brilliant glowing white and the last flowers of the day, catch the last of summer rays. Morning glories wake white, purple, pink along the gate and the climbing ......

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...In ancient looms of my homeland, Fairies once shuttled across threads of rainbows Weaving folklores of gods and goddesses. Our tapestry needed no haberdashery of Brabubahanas and Chitrngadas or......

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...Distance flung miles away, You turn behind and run away, Saying no words of goodbye , You have taken all my hearts, I'm heartless and breathless Here, I'm all alone and broken, Longing for you......

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...strutting her moves at the discotheque posted on August 8, 2018......

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...I met a Czech now living in Quebec Very handsome in crisp turtleneck He tells a sad story about a shipwreck But now has a highfalutin job here in high tech Alec loves to strut muscles in a crew......

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...“Everybody duck, everybody run, and everybody hide. Quickly now. Hurry. IT is happening now. All run run run” In haste the message spoke. Radiating booming voice from the tissue box placed in the mid......

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...Athletic angels are analytical and archaic. But dust bombs do not derive from red, yellow, blue and purple shimmer shimmers nor do they derive from green, pink and orange glitter glitters. A hesitati......

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...A nine mile shift with a roadrunner penguin is not really a relaxing way to spend a Sunday afternoon. And to hop on a squire bus and sing is often best achieved by the gatherings of larks who are oft......

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...When Do We Start To Live   Collaboration poem: Space Cadet and Darren White Voice: Wesley C. How do I know we’ve lived?           If you’re certain then tel......

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...Tom’s the longest-serving member, Of the British para-rowing squad, Because whilst at a party, thunder, He fell, slipped with all his quad. He played rugby for Warwick Uni, Because he liv......

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