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Livorno
The communist uprising in Livorno was a serious menace to Italy because that army sent tanks, not big tanks but big enough in narrow streets
At the railway station, I met a small woman with a big
suitcase, I offered to carry it for her; little did I know she lived outside the town; it was a burdensome walk on unlit roads
At the parvenue cafe, I met a woman I had seen before
Short black hair of dubious gender (let them guess)
sat drinking Pernod, smoking a cigarette that had the aroma of oriental express
I must have seen her before. Was it in Monte Carlo?
She beckoned to me to sit at her table
I had a cold beer
and smoked a Chesterfield and my arm was numb carrying the bloody suitcase for a woman who told me she was an actress going to Rome to star in an upcoming movie called
La Strada
years later Kristiansand, a town in Norway, was on a catering course
I saw the film, yeah, it was the woman I had met in Livorno
A sudden blackout that might have been caused by the Reds
the cafe supplied candles, that on a night of uncertainty
made the plaza romantic, the Monte Carlo woman had vanished, like a cigarette ad on the TV screen
[Title changed from ‘Double Talk’ as I’ve
used that title before]
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This was the place that he’d chosen to go
They do a great starter of avocado
Everyone ordered the same starter there
And he'd always wink and say what a nice pear
His girl said this could be a very nice date
But please don’t be smutty or I’ll get irate
The cafe was German, renowned for its wurst
Each lady he liked he would take her there first
Which allowed him to use a one liner or two
Like I’m gonna get a hot sausage for you
Again his date felt that she must speak her mind
Speak dirty again and I’ll leave you behind
As for desert, there was one choice to make
She didn’t want ice cream so she ordered cake
His choice of words might have upset his mother
When he said I’d like a bit of the other
His date said what is it you don’t understand
Your double entendres are way out of hand
Tell me she said, do you like horses
He said I've been on a few riding courses
Nowadays I stick to my trusty land-rover
As I always struggled to get my leg over
That’s it, she bellowed, your mind is too shady
I only want you to treat me like a lady
He said I get nervous, don’t know what to say
She said lose the smut and you're doing okay
Talk about family... or friends if you’d rather
Okay he said... how’s your father
Make a noise!
What?
Something, anything that's going to get them movin'.
What?
The mouths.
Mouthe's huh?
The story is told with the mouth.
So is the ******.
Not really, well anything can tell you anything more than that! But this is starting in a tiny village next to Wimbly's Cafe where they serve Italian food Ala carte.
They didn't want to be fancy, these where in-breeders.
No such thing...
They didn't like action unless it was uncensored and back wood.
So?
It was all a dream man!
So.
So be outspoken and move on! Those are baddies! They are bridgeable gaps! Something from an invisible makeshift mah!
Here at our Cafe'
We serve the best brains in the City
We only pick the freshest
The pink, the plump and pretty
We like our brains real lean
It's the healthy way to eat
So we trim off all the fat
And we cut-out all the meat
But Our recipe's a secret
You mustn't tell a soul
We use a lot of fruit
And of course veg-e-ta-bles
Then we, Chop, slice and puree
Filet, fry and boil
Dip, roll, then saute
Season, salt and oil
Cut, mince and marinate
Stuff, simmer, stew and baste
Freeze, and refrigerate
Then add more salt to taste
Bake, broil, and then roast
Steam, stir with ladle
Sear, brown, braze and toast
Then serve it to your table
He has no poetic garden to gaze upon
no outside to the inside of this room
Soft breaths of brothers 1, 2 and 3
like the breeze on the asphalt playground
of his tiny school, one mile away.
No light shines in his window
No birds sing hymns from leafing trees
No sign of spring or fall or summer
display beyond the sill.
In this place where nothing grows
is life, but hidden from the world
and the grand and stylish homes
(with their fruit trees and fancy lawns)
Within these walls with brothers 1, 2 and 3
mama collapses, exhausted on the sofa
and papa snores loudly from the floor.
He prevails with dreams and plans and sadness
in leaps and bounds and setbacks
between school lunches and cafe con leche for breakfast.
In the place where nothing grows, he lives.
Carry me to my home Virginia
Headed south through Arlington
We can stop off in Manassas
On our way to Lovingston
Take me back to the Peaks of Otter
Let's return to Mabry Mill
We can drive the Blue Ridge Parkway
From the Meadows of Dan to Charlottesville
We'll stop in Schuyler on the way to Richmond
Watch the trees on the mountain sway
Ride the backroads of Campbell County
And see the small towns along the way
We'll raise some cane out in Bedford
In a field over near the county line
Ride the rails to Appomattox
And stop by Mama's at suppertime
We'll go cruise down the Eastern Shoreline
We'll lay a blanket out on the sand
Watch the ships sail out of Norfolk
And stroll down the beach hand in hand
Let's return back to our hometown
We'll float down the mighty river James
There we remember our favorite memories
And visit with old friends at a cafe on Main
Carry me back to little old Lynchburg
No matter how far I may roam
It's where I made my fondest memories
I'm proud to call Virginia my home
My love has been out of town for weeks and weeks,
And I want to make a romantic dinner for two;
Something really special and sexy and delicious,
So, I spent days planning the menu and setting the mood.
~ The Menu ~
Appetizers
Krug Clos du Mesnil, 2000, Champagne
Raw Wellfleet Oysters on the half shell
Arugla Salad with Olive Oil and Vinegar dressing
Main Course
Chateau Ducru-Beaucaillou Saint-Julian, Red Wine
Truffles
Fettuccine sprinkled with Basil and Red Peppers
Steamed Asparagus - Eggplant and Chives
Dessert
Cacao Chocolate Ice Cream with Almonds
Cafe
Now, I researched all these foods for one quality,
One thing they all have in common, all are aphrodisiacs;
Primal, sexy food, believed to enhance love making,
It is going to be an evening of passion and romance.
I decorated our outdoor deck with strung lights and lanterns,
Arranged the table for the best view of the lake;
Then, I took a bath with saffron leaves like Cleopatra,
And when my love arrived we kissed, and with soulful looks,
We went outside to dine.
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October 4, 2015
Poetry/Free Verse/A Romantic Dinner For Two
Copyright Protected, ID 15-714-420-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
For the contest, For All Ladies and Brave Men,
sponsor, Judy Konos
First Place
Brief interlude
A dreamy passage;
Familiar faces
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An old friend calls
From crowded room;
Smiles bridge gap
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Mall crowd mingle
Browse through exhibits;
Branded watches
~~~~~~~~~
Poster art works
Modern mixed media;
Stuff and nonsense
~~~~~~~~~
Little boy lost
Parents in panic;
Mall PA blast
~~~~~~~~~
Sudden downpour
Shelter seekers dash;
Motley bus-stop
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Fancy flings funny
Clowns on sidewalk;
Downtown escapade
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Coffee cafe queue
Caffeine fix here;
Brown liquid buffet
~~~~~~~~~
Poise of voice
Shrill staccato;
Fat lady moans
~~~~~~~~~
Swinging playground
People soaking in;
Respite from stress
~~~~~~~~~
Bougainvilleas bloom
Sultry weather heats;
Humid accolades
~~~~~~~~~
Joy wears fond smiles
Glee runs madly;
Children congregate
~~~~~~~~~
Parents chit-chat
The usual stuff;
Complaints crowding
~~~~~~~~~
Not much time
Not much space;
Not much anything!
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My old car
Long-time friend;
Symbiotic times
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Leon Enriquez
07 June 2016
Singapore
We were playin’ shows in mid-Tennessee (dodgin’)
Biblical storms like we were sailors at sea
Found a great place to eat in the town called Ville-de-Nash
Where they serve great coffee, fried pickles, and hash
Drinkin’ strong southern coffee to pass the time (I’m)
Swappin’ stories with some friends of mine (when)
I looked up to a big smile talkin’ down to me
“How y’all doin? The refills are free”
Café girl, you really set things ablaze
I was king of my world but in one big haze (now)
I want your sweet smile in every one of my days
Café girl, you really changed my ways
The band went onto Memphis, last show on the road
I stayed in Music City thinkin’ all systems go (but)
After drinkin’ enough coffee to sink a ship
I just couldn't help it and out it slipped
Café girl, you really set things ablaze
“I’m your Rhett dear Scarlett”, she laughed in my face
Wasn't the reaction I’d imagined for days
Café girl, you really changed my ways
After a pause she saw the hurt in my eyes (and)
Said “ok Rhett” to my great surprise (but)
Told me I’d have to work harder than that (sayin)
“Do I look like I need kissin’ badly and that?”
Café girl, you really set things ablaze
Who knew she was in a band in past days
Singin’ the lead till partin’ ways
Café girl, you really changed my ways
Café girl, you really set things ablaze
Let’s hit the road and see how it plays
Café girl, you really set things ablaze
Let’s hit the road and see how it plays
Luna settled down over the farm house with a feeling of calm.
The inhabitants deserved an evening of beautiful dreams.
Star light sprinkled pixie dust on the house in the way of a faerie.
Luna smiled; a rare gift; signifying the pureness of the couple inside.
The newlyweds settled down in front of the fire, happy to be together.
They were soulmates, who had prayed to find their other half for years.
Discovered each other in a cafe six months ago; married yesterday.
“You are so beautiful,” he told her. She, loved being his wife.
He made her feel special, revered and adored.
She had never felt this terrific.
“You are my goddess,” he said. She laughed, it was so unlike him.
And yet it was totally the man whom only she knew.
Life never gets better than this.