Long Baton rouge Poems

Here's the scoop, friends...like a bunch of my pieces now posted - and coming soon - this is, as indicated, the 1st HALF of this fairly lengthy poem. The 2nd half had to be posted...

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The curtain rises on Bumblebee Babineaux walking self-confidently along Chartres Street.

Bumblebee [singing]: Ain’t nothin’ gonna break my stride, nobody’s gonna slow me down. Oh, no, I got to keep on movin’… 

Tom Sickley, a disingenuous...

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Tom: Well, do tell? But like I said, I’m not a stranger. I’m a businessman; and more than that. Why, I could be just like a brother to you if you’d let me. Besides, I...

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He was old and haggard, in the year nineteen twenty something
A tall lanky old man, with a worn out hat and a rusty ring
His squint blues eyes pulled together the wrinkles upon his face
With an...

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I understand now! I hate that I 
went back to my childhood and 
birthplace!
It was a mistake! They made 
me ,a success, look like a total 
disgrace.
Monroe, I have developed a 
new hate for you...

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There are signs everywhere
From here and there
With all of the hell I caught
From where I've been to 
Where I took a stand
To understand that for my life
God you have big  big plans
For Nikki all...

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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 and sleek with shapely curves 
and ripe just like a...

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When I was back in high-school there were 3 or 4 'cool chicks' and 6 or 7 halfway decent 'hunks' at Boston High.
But - short of 'halfway decent' - I was very well aware that...

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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 him String Bean
Haricot would often travel down the Bayou
by way...

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Monroe*,Shreveport, Alexandria*, Lake Charles, Lafayette, Baton Rouge*, New Orleans*, 
support the  woman who has either visited or lived there before. She's coming straight from 
the top of the bottom of the map. She wrote...

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Black and gold,
Black and gold,
Will forever burn fruitfully in my soul.

Young and old,
True fans of the New Orleans Saints.
We have been through the storm.
We have had to mourn,
But a new way of life is about...

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When my mother discussed his story,
I was tragically shocked and enraged.
How could someone kill a teenager?
Assuming Yoshihiro was a trespasser?

An exchange student, a young teenager,
From Japan, he traveled, with no fear.
A teenager, in a nation,...

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She became a symbols of American pride,
as she made her run down the tracks.
Those big drivers turning eight wheels
and smoke pouring from her stack.
Pulling cars from Chicago to Memphis,
on across that Delta Land,
running down to...

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BOBBY MCGEE  -   THE  POLICE REPORT VERSION

Unemployed and destitute in Baton Rouge
Intending to steal an illegal ride on a train
Feeling tired from too much drink
Bobby sexually allured a truck driver to...

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In the year 2003,
both Southern University
and Louisiana State University
won national football championships
A monster celebration followed
in downtown Baton Rouge
It was broadcast live on local TV
There were speeches by the coaches,
alumni and players from both teams
and the...

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Times they are so much a-changing
as Dylan proposed Bob and not Dylan
who was a genius but also a drunkard 

When black seems white 
and white appears black
grey silver hair is reaching 
its tune and completion

Tim...

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Bumblebee Babineaux, the younger daughter, has just reached the age when self-confidence makes the most sense. Bumblebee is generally a pleasant, well-mannered girl, with a smile like freshwater pearls, and sparkling emeralds for eyes. However,...

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I don’t know where you are,
Even though you have GPS,
On your Jaguar.
She knows your every step.
You give her your best.

I don’t know if you’ll come back,
Even if I agree to be friends.
She has you wrapped...

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The only time I prayed or the first I can remember are the ones from bathrooms. Snorting lines of coke off the back of a toilet praying that no one caught me. Or in the...

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Gotta get to Phoenix
No I gotta go to bed
If you try to talk to me again
I'll just pretend I'm dead
Babe you made me mad tonight
Now I'm leaving at first light

So see ya later
Nothing wordy
No sad...

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A teen when Mom died

Five young brothers and sisters

Dunn supported them

Pro football player with heart

Started running for his life


Written for Brian Strand’s Ekphrasis contest.  

Former NFL running back Warrick Dunn not only managed to...

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Two years and a couple of weeks and I will be on the road again. Back from living right and ready to start living wrong. Ain't that a bitch. But I got a pocket full...

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