Long Pinstripe Poems

There once was a canary who hung out at the wharf 
It was his fort of sort 
Where there were boats 
A float 
Tied up at the dock 
Waiting for laborers on the clock 
But...

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The black and white ball is on
The twist this year is
You my dear, have to wear men’s cloths
A black suit
 

You may be the prettiest girl that ever walked the earth
But there is no way...

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Canon Beach Oregon 
Present Day

Silver rain wrapped her following fingers around Douglas Firs.
Ocean was the ballerina dancing.
Flash after flash she took pictures of nightfall landscapes while hanging upside down on her third story deck.
Suddenly to...

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I could smell the ballpark in my glove
Lose myself in the crooked sky above
Hear the roar of the crowd in my bat
Oblivious to your epitaph called stats
Dreaming a dream, called baseball

But that was all taken...

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Life is a story in the air
Filled with dream clouds future visions that are not even there
She came to me with kisses in a wind
I tried not to blush but our tale from there began

And...

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Saturday's Pub garden,
 littered with a thousand twisted cigarette butts,
 the scattered smouldering tombstones of last night's drunken dreams.
Here birthed the Friday madness wild, 
thirsting gin soaked mind of child,
 like infant nourishment craved consumed,
...

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There once was a General who had an investment in the swamp 
He had many ways of getting what he wants 
Including making things great again when he stomps 
While in the marsh land 
The...

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Derek  

Will you be able to bear it?  

First weekend in May  

And who the Yankees will play, 

Bringing slugging Louisville woods  

Tigers score if they could.  

In the Bronx...

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CLICK…
Turn on Channel four,
Sultry starlets on the screen
For lasting beauty- use Maybelline
For winning smiles-try new Dentyne.
Turn the dial once more…
Aging actors on the screen
“You have our lifetime guarantee.”
“So, call right now, the call is free.”
Forget...

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They stood inches apart 
Both having a racing heart 
Gazing into the eyes 
With absolutely no reason for lies 

They met weeks ago 
Very busy and on the go 
A date with a drink 
In...

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I asked for 40 winks more, but she 
had her way with me, as she always does.
Don't argue with the muse: "The ***** is always right,"
my brother would say in disgust about his third,
and final...

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A slim smooth man
Every step being his command
His fashion statement being high in demand
But his distinction being pinstripe
Pinstripe always dressed fresh like a spring ripe
Assortments had to be just right being black and white or...

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THE BARBERSHOP QUARTET

The barbershop quartet, mustache brushes in hand.
A Capella joviality, with torquing wrists, snapping fingers.
Bristles foaming, silky white and smooth, voices grand.

Dapper in their pinstripe suits, hats — Delmonico brand.
Sweet Adeline, drawn out. ...

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Thanksgiving 1930

     Mama was running around the house trying to make space for everyone to lay their heads when the night draped the day.
     The house was...

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Sixty years ago, Autumn was the season,
Seven minutes was all it took that dark night
Like a freshman, a little short of reason,
I had no clue what the future held in sight.

Maybe I would teach, or...

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Punk !

Back then we knew what it was
T.V. screens were not our choice
But we sold ourselves
To a fashion
Said it was
Individualism
Just more colourful than the last one

First came the music
And then the love
But Punks were all...

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Those intense eyes, imposing aura;
The warrior pose;
atop the snow-clad peaks,
among the floating clouds
still, radiating heat!
The serpents, the hair,
The alluring fear,
The magical hues, undefined, unfiltered
Beyond comprehension of mere souls
into you I gaze, are you Mansi’s ace?

...

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The pool hall was dimly lit
smelling of cigarettes and money
the regulars sitting around telling jokes
which none of them are ever funny
over the next twenty-four hours
the jungle will have many stories to tell
some will be about...

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I've been misled by my opprobrium again
Stuck in this continuum until the bitter end
Elysian fields beckon me like a moth to flame
Halcyon days gone like 15 minutes of fame
Coal black devil in a pinstripe suit...

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And the poet laughed
                       By Feo.

Poems are a drunks journal entries, the writer...

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If I was a race car, 
I’d be shooting gasoline.
Red hot throttle, 
Ice cold chrome
Built to speed
I’m a wild man
Baby, I’m a hot rod

Hey there jellybean
I got a thing for you
I’m going to put a...

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Oh, Babe
Pitched for the price of infamy’s name 
Springtime sold
For the tempest of a bambino’s bane
Oh, Babe
Stadium-made gregarious grin
Pinstripe promises
Playing for shoddy orphaned kids
Oh, Babe
Squeezing pine tar calloused veins
Slugging sunshine
Into brokenhearted pennant panes
Oh, Babe
Champagne on...

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