Get Your Premium Membership

Juke Poems - Poems about Juke


Post-Morden Juke Box Experiences
There are time capsules in the rural Mid-West, not retro constructs, but temporal dislocations that remain as was, for lack of a reason to be other. Small town restaurants are steeped in a comfortable inertia; diners serve all broasted, broiled and breaded everything. Amish noodles nestle in thick white bowls. There are still drive-in movies where movies once missed can be missed again. We have bars where...

Continue reading...
Categories: juke, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Emagi Juke Box Song
Langston Hughses 'JUKE BOX SONG' ¶          ¶ ¶        ¶ ¶ ¶______             (  blue   )             (  suede )             (=====)             | ° ° ° ° |             |         |             | °  ° ° ° |...

Continue reading...
Categories: juke, poems,
Form: Shape



Post-Modern Juke Box Experiences
There are time capsules in the rural Mid-West, not retro constructs, but temporal dislocations that remain as was, for lack of a reason to be other. Restaurants steeped, not in nostalgia, but in a comfortable inertia; diners that serve broast, broiled and breaded, drive-ins where the movies you missed can now (if you have a mind to), miss again. We have bars where...

Continue reading...
Categories: juke, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Head Juke Box
Not a tribute More a melody of the songs, the words, and the melody For if you have lived a few decades The music box in your head Has stored, sung, mixed and shared It’s strange how your own mind Plays DJ to its own kind It sees a queue in front of you And Don’t worry be Happy plays the tune Cause when...

Continue reading...
Categories: juke, best friend, music,
Form: I do not know?
The Juke
Shake that thing Let it reel Let me know Just how you feel Free the juke Let it jive Let your frenzy Come alive Kick the can Get the habit Shoot for the stars Not the rabbit...

Continue reading...
Categories: juke, nonsense, word play,
Form: Verse



Premium Member Juke Box Alliteration Sensation
One fleeting Friday Freda Foster fretted at the frog pond. She said" This was suppose To be my day." I said yeah, go on. "I've been invited to this gala affair at THE JUKE BOX JAM owned by Sam and I simply have nothing to wear. The Next day Freda tossed three torn...

Continue reading...
Categories: juke, angst, dance,
Form: Alliteration
Juke Baby By Ron Porter
juke baby,? ?juke?! head thrown back sway mama,? ?sway eyes closed parted lips shuffle and slide shake yo hips in gyrations rhythmic vestigial remnants of another dance another land lush? ?and green and fertile and wild where women did shimmy and shake about the fire in rhythmic gyration to welcome the hunting men home once more Juke baby,? ?juke?!...

Continue reading...
Categories: juke, black-african amer
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Juke Box Boys
Game boys Mob the juke box all baseball caps backwards; singing to the loud rap music. Lights a flashing, toes a tapping, smiling, rosy red cheeks and fire red jerseys. Juke box strobes, boy laughing a trio of kids sing too....

Continue reading...
Categories: juke, childhoodred, boy,
Form: Rictameter

Book: Reflection on the Important Things