Long Marquees Poems

(A call for the lights to dim as a single spotlight illuminates the legend Judy Garland, who is center stage. She wears a faded housecoat as her beautiful, brandy brown eyes hold a lifetime of...

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On glossy pages generally reserved for stars of stage and screen
golden calves lounging casually on cushioned chaises, deities of decadence
sunlight streamed in black and white through filthy, filmy windows 
as flies converged in the corners...

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CHRISTMAS – AS WE SEE IT


A sparkling white crest of new fallen snow
A bakery window laden with freshly baked pastries
Children – sledding down a hillside or skating on a frozen pond
Sleigh bells ringing on a...

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Verse 1
We were barefoot kids in the ‘Bama heat
Chasing fireflies through the summer wheat
She laughed like a song, wild and free
Holding that jar like it held a dream
I'd watch her glow in that golden hour
And...

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Marquees are bright with neon lights, where crowds line up for movie night
Holding hands, we're in 'The Strand'. The velvet carpet guides us in

Popcorn smokes, .. we're drinking cokes,...  and cracking jokes with Bing...

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Some days when it is time for work,
although still tired I do not shirk,
but struggle to get out of bed
while thoughts of sleep stay in my head.

My workplace is a large marquee
that’s put in place...

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Thunderous silence in fresh mountain air
Dragonflies land on a mirrored flat lake. 
A trout breaks the surface with but a swirl
Hushed morning stopping to rolling vast cheer.
Eight boats of rowers united in curl
Sixty-four faces combined...

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Still waters rage from the depths of hell.
The fiery furnaces’ forces propel.
No longer shall earth see speedwell or bluebell.
The cleansing fire has begun its deadly smell.

God’s created earth now feels its decadence.
Evil “ate” souls because...

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Dashing to the Registry
With my bride to be, to be.
Under blue skies with blue shoes.
Wedding bands and promises, 
Held tight, till later…
I do

Fanciful footwork and fireworks
The most glorious country wedding.
Marquees and marvellous speeches,
Swirling and twirling...

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Dazzling lights 
Throngs of people 
Walking through crowded streets 
  Reminds us of why we live here 
Costumed performers - Bright theatre marquees 
Seeing those sights brings happiness 
   to native and...

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I love the neon lights
Stepping from under bright marquees
Like girls who haunt the nights
Dusky brown girls that by day seems lovely
But like snowflakes in my warm heart
At nights just melt away
From any recognition that makes...

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As this week closes into hours of pewter night
may the moonlight touch your lips while
I sleep in the arms of dreams unrefined.
Though I may not be with you 
on misty evenings caved by my pride,
but...

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Millions used to roam across Africa’s plains,
But, sadly, not one Gazebo still remains,
Yes, unfortunately, they are now extinct,
Their fate and Man’s greed, clearly linked.

Treasured for their waterproofed hides,
Used as Marquees by jetsetters and blushing brides,
Eyelets...

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The sibilant wind blows 
over frosted shingles of cracked porcelain.
Passed chain link a fissured road 
wends the dry creek of my mind;
downtown the stars are charted
at a four-way stop of plywood windows,
oxidized copper's turquoise matte.

The...

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(Dylan Thomas, Oct 1914 – Nov 1953)


I as one who has never touched the shining Big Apple –
as ruthless then as it's ruthless now –
gaze at its romantic pictures
moving on my TV screen
depicting New York's...

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   Pulp wrung out of sunset squeeze
   Chinese dragon clouds 
   make mandarin marquees
   Purple curtain shrouds
   Folks without homes nobody sees


   Electrified...

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Crowds in Times Square
Tourists blend with locals 
   and hit the theatre district 
             hard
 Keep moving along with the 
...

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‘‘Twas so very long ago.
The lights, the colors, the joy.
Freedom, laughter.
Popcorn but now with distancing?
An arm around my shoulder.
Ah~ I want all those days back.

Wll I ever be free to see?
All those magical creations.
With fellow...

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