Long Speakeasy Poems

"Skinwalker"


That one’s mind 
is like a scene from Chagall
dreams flow like blood bleeds
across the cortex page curtain call
an audience with the silent speakeasy 
cerebellum with its swift
matter-of-factness 
logically guides the fingers 
to dance across keys...

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Roaring Twenties

Nostalgia and age like bacon and eggs,
With buttered toast and jam on the side for breakfast;
And coffee, and a glass of orange juice to drink,
And a memory in-between to rethink.

The day begins with boring...

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In Jan, nineteen thirty-three, there was man called Mick Malloy
At the time he was an alcoholic and a poor homeless boy.
A young Irish fire-fighter out of work
He left his home in Donegal - to find...

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Burning the hay day’s flurry’s from club Sixty Eight                          ...

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Hello, walls you are surrounding me                             ...

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“Would you like another drink sir?”
“Sir?”
 
Vision blurred vision blurred
Tonight more than my drinks have been stirred
Blurred vision blurred vision
As the bottle empties the poison’s made its incision…
 
 
But awe man it’s not over
Willing...

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Acclaim
this is my call to fame and fortune
I'm already there so give me the Trojan
Horse I am riding no wait, there's no denying
I am definitely flying into the night's sky trying
Lifeless
Dependent on action taken in...

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I may be all wet, but I sure ain't no bluenose!
And, while it's none of my beeswax,
Let's have a bull session-lesson !
Take a gander around, and tell the guy with the cheaters
I'll give him an...

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"Table for one sir?..."
 
Here I am
A little bit older
A little bit wiser
I've been tested
 
Pushed to the limit to the brink
of insanity where I dip my “I” when I think
(my mind thinks even more...

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The snow on the ground is aglow at midnight

A sheet of moonlight

Like a sketchpad with shadows
Stretched from tree limbs furiously penciled in,
A speakeasy dance floor from the 1920s
Mobbed and sashaying,
Doing the jitterbug,

With black arms and...

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The yellow neon sign casted a glow upon his chiselled cheekbones as the bustling sounds of a city that never slept droned on. 

He carried his troubles with him, like a worn out cloak, weighing...

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THE BEGINNING AND THE END

a time of rest
could be disputed

even with cash in everyone’s pocket
even with rosy cheeks on the young and old
even with the red carpet rolled out for one and all

millennium’s end shall...

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Talk the Talk and Walk the Walk

Know Your Onions

Hey there Big Cheese
I think you are the bee’s knees

Not a bluenose or a flat tire,
But, ooh hardboiled & too Oliver Twist to resist

Let us skip the...

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Papa-rot-sea

Downtown at the Uptown/
the class clown/
runnin’ on fumes of toxic clutter/
muttered /
shuttered /
buttered the breath\of/
her breathless/depthlessness\
deep down inside/
she’s shallow/
but a hard act to follow/
lots and lots\of/ wallow to swallow/
call me callow/
call me cad/
she called me...

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You make me feel

 I don't even think this could be a poem

Im just gonna speak


You make me feel like I was meant for something


Purpose…

I already knew I had one


This is probably the hardest thing...

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Aite and Dolos have whispered
instructions.Her words wish me to 
deceive him.

Then Aite said to Dolos.
He will gain nothing and his ruin
shall make Zeus smile.
Dolos are you worthy of trust? Dolos
don't ruin my plans. That even...

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here came cummings at thirteen

an iconoclast when ikons (in a

russian sense) for me only

could stimulate edward estlin with his

speakeasy disdain at a time when

cash and cosby still swayed liberated

my captive sensibility but wait

there

was

more…

williams with his...

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Wisdom beauty style and class 
ignites the white house Obama 
block party I'm in awe an yet my 
shyness overwhelmed  me I'm 
awakened by the Harold washington 
library simply taken by the youth center
my...

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Pasadena Big Band, On With The Dance

Nostalgic swing, singing the blues
So put on your dancing shoes
Get out of your chair
Dance like Ginger Rogers and Fred Astaire

Imagining we are stars in a speakeasy movie
Dancing the Charleston,...

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The city’s streaming lights are 
                             ...

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"The Silent Speakeasy"



she guevara she
sashay speakeasy 
monotone in neon poetry

notes not belonging
to diatonic scale of key
chromatic passenger a new story

she guevara she

Anagrams
rebellious 
sudoku kings and queens

silent 
dusty 
schoolmaster (take off your te)

sedate 
the eyes

bluest 
glare
glean

she...

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