Long Miniskirt Poems

“…Let the sunshine (and let the sun shine on in)
Let the sunshine in (You got to open up your heart)…"
-- From Aquarius, by The 5th Dimension


The times they were a-changing,
an age of great unrest.
A Ball...

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Give me that old skool love, a groovy throw back

kind of love that is black and white like the first TVs.

A tapered leg acid washed jean trouser and a crop

top feeling sexy.

A striped miniskirt with...

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V1

Connie was a looker, forty years ago.
Connie's still a looker, she looks like cookie dough.
You'll often find sweet Connie, talking to a mirror
Sayin, "Mirror mirror on the wall, please shrink my saggy rear!"

Chorus:  

Connie,...

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The impatient motorist,
drunken and careless, drove
through the red light
and stroke a pedestrian
sending him five feet in the air;
then crashed into a concrete wall, 
to commit suicide...
that's why he died!

The drug-addict shot up cocaine
with a dirty...

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The old, the new barely meet on the street of Bardstown road, yet diversity so unique, from Cherokee to the rarity, stepping forth in time with the antique structures surrounding you, from magnetic tape recordings...

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To the lust of wine, he has been judiciously celibate
exactly the mark of four decades is a reason to go gaga
taking the road of this pleasure, even if it is once in a lifetime
he sees...

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The day I saw you, I was made to understand that I am naive,
My long gown with a hair tie that looks like that of Magdalena I was wearing was said to be archaic,
Come out...

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 Continued from Part 2 


Some kid is spraying Clearasil,
He wants to make his pimples nil;
He paints his breath with chlorophyll;
I’m in the dream of someone ill

I’m fleeing but I feel a goose,
Behind me grins...

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Pivotal not to pivot a pickled pig. Playing in a plait. No no plastic garments. Ha said a garden ornament. Release of structure. Sky dance. Planes move like a huge whale. Motionless static of a...

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Susie teetered into Bill’s office, wearing a skintight miniskirt
Sat on Bill’s knee for dictation. She was an outrageous flirt
Soon Bill was smitten and couldn’t resist her ample charms
He forgot about his wife and kids and...

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She walked into the restaurant and youngsters’ eyes did a stare.
Had probably never seen white go-go-boots or teased up hair.
Short length of her miniskirt is not shocking like it was back in the day.
Circular symmetrical...

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JUST SOULS

I use to walk down the Cafe Street.
The place of my reminiscence is in the South.
The jooking was heard throughout this section of town.
Leland, Mississippi is so quiet now.

Walking through Uptown finds peace from...

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She walks by me
	in miniskirt and boots
with earphones she listens
	to a song I cannot hear

I see him walking
	a beard so black and full
looking at his cell phone
	at something I cannot see

together they are hurrying
	quickly hand...

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I see her walking in front of my shop.
Wears a Miniskirt,
Worried face,
Skin and bones. 

Asking for change.
I usually, ignore panhandlers. 
That day, while looking for change.
I asked:

What’s your name?
Diana Murphy
Diana Mary?
How you know my middle...

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If I had a sad broken heart
Not because you died dear
But that you chose another bride
Who's so limited I fear

She posseses only twenty
Percent and I eighty
Chosen in my youth gifted blessed
God prepared me for thee

Now...

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Sue lurks in the shadows of the night 
She stands on the street corner in the red light area of town
Her body is silhouetted by street light flickering through the naked trees
Wrecked by years of...

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On his magnanimous tools, anonymous he ate,
What we unanimously woes, forbidden a fate,
The way it stinks denying, boldly he went back,
Ignoring the sweet fit, enjoyable and forth wrath

As is left in the morning, evaporating the...

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You realize your wild side is no longer napping
Fully aware you are trying to sneak away
Leaving her in a suitcase or closet
With the fancy miniskirt she loves to wear.

You realize your wild side is listening...

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The Man they were faithfully under
Was wasted by Judgmental Thunder:
From photographs ‘A City after Plunder’
Or rather A Bombed Statue not a blunder

A watching, finishing Morning Thunder
Scarier than Lions that tear asunder 
Just remembered a hotelier...

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Spiked Drinks Got Them All So Rolling Drunk

Universe spun out of control and died
The planets sputtered out and then fell
The southern boy liked his chicken fried
And preacher's young son rang the old church bell
Hope lost...

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A fiercely tight as light garment
You won't spare cruel comment;
To put it on a self torment,
To take it off: you shall lament.

Garment's troubles wearers foment
And the needless pains augment,
Sooner on your waist liniment:
A sweet fashion–imposed...

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