Long Music hall Poems

Obsessed

Hours and hours practising 
“Practice makes perfect!”
Others have described Antonio’s playing as perfect.
He has played in spectacular locations. Even before Kings and Queens. One day Carnegie Hall, 
the next day the Britannia Panaopticon Music Hall,...

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In history one can read of an earlier time,
When poetry and lyrics written in rhyme,
Were commonplace.  A travelling band
Of troubadours would wander the land,
Writing and singing, to bestow delights
On ladies, peasants, and errant knights.

Their...

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Glen Campbell – A Special Person
      It was September 4th, 1968 and I threw an empty suitcase into the trunk of my car, telling Joan, my daughter, that I might...

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Ah Consuela! Invoking vast vistas for visions of green Spanish eyes,
I discern them again where she left me back then,
                 as we kissed when she parted, my friend.
Through those ruins I tread towards the footlights,...

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Gordon Lightfoot was born on Nov. 17, 1938, in Orillia, Ca.
His first concert at Massey Hall in Toronto, encouraged by his parents,
He won a contest for boys with unmodified voices prior to turning 13.
In the early...

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In Dickensian time 
Upon sunset hour
Overshadowing Thames
Is London Tower
Blackened cobble streets
Shimmer in the rain
Big Ben at Westminster
Chimes an eight bells refrain

At Euston Station
A passenger alights
On Platform 3
And enters the caff
for a nice cup of tea

At...

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Your parents gave me the news at Wilton's Music Hall
a place of joy and drunkenness
Laurel and Hardy, Hetty King, Marie Lloyd and now
A Great Aunt.
A figure of jest, jeers and laughter
what fun, what fun.

A great...

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We sat in clusters, on couches, giggling at the antics of the wild ones, the PP’s.
Aka popular peers, who were dancing with self confidence that oozed into the walls.
The PP’s were gyrating to folksongs, flinging...

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The man in Berlin loves to dance
By the mist of the soft evening moon;
He takes his time to step on the rhyme
But he never found the tune.
There's a street where nobody goes
Where sad echoes bounce...

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Downtown Nashville is a place I’d love to call my home,
With fine country singers dancing on the Grand Ole Opry-
With Dolly Parton and Kenny Rogers singing on the stage,
Sitting in the front row would be...

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You're Beautiful, oh Yes You Are 

(to be sung to the tune of "I'm Henery the Eighth, I Am" -a 1910 British music hall song by Fred Murray and R. P. Weston and Signature song...

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We received our invitation
   To an old time music hall.
   Where gentlemen wore Sunday's best
   And ladies; to the nines.
   Relaxing in the saloon bar,
  ...

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The skin remembers, even when the mind tries to forget
Scars etched deeper than bone, a roadmap of agony
They say time heals all wounds, they lie
Time only buries them deeper under the layer of lies
I used...

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Water Everywhere 
A dam burst in Iraq and that`s how it began it rained for months 
and no one had thought of building a Noah’s ark fill it with pigs
to feast on when Christmas came...

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The boxer and the actor

I saw them on the sidewalk near The Radio music Hall
in New York, Jack was telling Alan a joke 
Jack Dempsey wore a sport’s jacket, brown trousers
a white shirt’s open, top...

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An old friend died today.
I lift my head and look back, 
Down the long fabric of my past.
I remember us at a party –
We partied a lot in those
“Salad days” of our youth!

At one another’s...

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Pop Idol


Milk the applause, savour the day;
You only have thirty seconds left, 
Of your fifteen minutes of fame.
Another band falls off the conveyor belt;
It’s time for you to be replaced, by another covers band.


Another wanna-bee,...

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I love you when your quiet 
I love you like this 
Chilled and laid back 
Peace at long last 

I love you when your playing
I love you wrestling too
Pulling on a sock 
A tug of...

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We Who Loved America (first part)

It was a humid August evening in 1958
when the cargo ship
I served as a galley helper docked in NEW York
I was mesmerized by the tall buildings
the tallest building at home...

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New York 1955


  Evening in Broadway I saw Alan Ladd 
 Talking to Joe Dempsey
  Alan was surprisingly small
 Joe was big and had drinkers face.
 Advertisement for Camel cigarettes
  I didn`t...

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