cuckoo bystander
hippies hound
desecrate passing
shrewdly badmouth
siegfried bobcat
wake european
spirits enlisting
the globally
fortuitousness by
reading rhythmic
confrontation dutifully
fluster fission
spat and
unite your
sourness unlearned
(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • September 7–13, 2026)
she finds a four-leaf clover almost every day
discovers dimes on gray sidewalks lining her way
quarters shower her during a visit to Casino Green
She is the luckiest woman Las Vegas has ever seen
Limpio, clean up for las trabajadoras
Aqui treinta minutos, I tidy dos horas
Lavo y wash up so they won’t abhor us
Storming mi casa with vacuums in chorus
Valientes, these small but brave luchadoras
Es lunes - vienen las trabajadoras!
memorable one-liners
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Written By: Sobre El Amor
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Sassy describes someone who is lively
someone bold
with confidence and displaying a
charmingly fresh attitude
a spirted witty and slightly cheeky Woman,
that what I have with you.
------------------ las trompas or los cornos,--
We fell in love in Ole Del Rio
neath ah strawberry moon
we were two lovers
taking chances
singin an Ole Lover's tune
when the music made us happy
we stood to do our thang
bouncin swayin and grooving
while the singer and band
did there thang
we feel in love in Ole del Rio
listening to an Ole Crooner sing
I said something nice
nothing fancy when she
showed her fancy gown
sexy model had me thinkin while
she pranced and promanded around
We fell in love In Ole Del Rio
Neath a Strawberry Moon
the music started playing
folk jumped up like they were
on there honeymoon
Headlights stream along the strip
Late night dreamers on a trip
Neon lights shining bright
Everyone's feeling lucky tonight
Crowds bustle on the sidewalk
Wild laughter & small talk
Silhouettes smoking cigarettes
Pink Cadillacs & red Corvettes
High rollers & classy chicks
Cowboys getting their kicks
Sharks in suits
Snakeskin boots
The Devil’s drawing them in
Tempting them with sin
He’s playing them all
Watching them fall
He begins his dance
Playing with chance
Gambling with their soul
He lets the dice roll
All bets are on seven
A trip to heaven
Only the dice will tell
Who’s going to hell
Hundred dollar bills
Whiskey & wild thrills
Burning with desire
The city’s on fire
69.
My Memories of Las Piñas
Las Piñas - memories sweet
Soul was innocent and neat
I miss the friends of childhood
The closeness of neighborhood
It's where I learned ABC
Twinkle Stars and 123
I miss the townhouse playground
My afternoon hang around
With Jay, Fritz, Toto, Len-Len
Yobi, Cyrene…more than ten
It's nice when night was brownout
My friends and I would play out
After church mass, family
SM Southmall was hobby
When Holy Week was around
Night film showing on playground
Also on time of summer
Neighbors resort together
When it's Christmas eve and night
Flood the gifts from left and right
Best is every New Year's eve
Night's merriest street party
Visit kin both side parents
Those another excitements
Oh Casimiro Townhomes
I should have never left you!
-11/27/2011
(Dumarao)
*First Incubus Collection
Sitting at the blackjack table
Blowing the best years of his life
One card at a time
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 3rd place 2025
all eye Margaret
rose as medal of honor
it's your day so shine
astronomical odds they may be
cross your fingers for good luck
get into the groove, into the rhythm
spin hoping for a winfall or free games
spin to hear those bells go crazy
spin for a major hit to cash out
that jackpot has your name on it
somebody's got to win
it might as well be you
adrenaline pumping
get those lights flashing
let crowds gather 'round
AP: 3rd place 2025
The Poet of Las Vegas Boulevard,
steals emotion from the night
Holding a vigil in the darkness,
waiting for the light
The Poet of Las Vegas Boulevard,
among the screams and homeless cries
Making rhyme of what reason has abandoned
—marking time inside the shadow of lies
(Las Vegas Boulevard: January 24, 2016)
The shooting happenedand at.
University of Las Vegas at 11’:59 am.
One shooter is dead. Police not sure, there are more.
There are victtims but unknowm how many or on what shape.
Check online for updates.
Meanwhile, say prayers for all injured,.
Police did not say how many.
For now, the entire campus is a crime scene?
UNLV is 60 acres with 30,000 students.
All students are to shelter in place.
Pangie.
Walking about las ramblas at night you can see the desperation with a constant feeling of trepidation
People that never got much of an education not one qualification
Prostitutes selling their body to feed a habit and pay for their accommodation as Dealers sell to addicts who want that pleasurable sensation to forget about their life situation
You can buy heroin or crack or if you want a combination while the police and big gangsters are actually in communication giving them money so they don't launch a single criminal investigation so they can smoothly run their operation and there is no threat to their illegal money making organisation
You can even see people sleeping on the ground that had left their home nation in search of a better life but only found poverty and social devastation
Las Vegas 1967
Harrah’s, free drinks
Circus Circus, bring the kids
Frontier, win a Chevy
Golden Nugget, best slots
Flamingo Capri, Elvis impersonator
Caesar’s Palace, world’s best buffet
Tropicana, win big
Sahara, all day breakfast
Dunes, best shrimp cocktail thirty cents
Golden Nugget, live girls
I would certainly hope so.
Dia de Las Muertos
Family party
in Graveyard
I went off to Las Vegas for some berry
On to some fun times ... not to get bury
Perhaps wide eye a show, and sight see
Not end up at the bottom of the blue sea
The voice of the red devil said, why not
And like every sap, I was tied into a knot
All it took were a few drinks of red whine
A couple of lost bets, and I began to whine
Where were my angels to sing my hymn
Be at my side, be on the right side of Him
I lost a thousand rabbits down the hole
A few drinks ago, I was happy and whole
Then I was robbed and the rabbits soared
As each hopped away, my face was sore
That was my rent money you know
Is it my fault the guiding voice didn't say no
The casino host hoisted my daze
By smiling, please have a better day
I replied it wasn't my aim to throw a fete
And watch my rabbits go through a bad fate
I walked sadly away, lost, like another fool
The loss, raging on, unwanted, and full
10/8/22
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