Midnight Mambo
Midnight's Mambo
The window swings open
night pours through, filling the room
with its blackness and its magic.
Sounds of the restless city
whirl and spin on restlessness –
pulsing in the darkness.
Rhythms of the midnight’s mambo
sway above dreamers sleeping –
weaving in the dark drowsy spells.
And, though the city rests in sleep,
the streets still
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Categories:
mambo, magic, night,
Form: Free verse
Mardi Gras Mambo
That season comes and go,
The parties in the streets are hot.
Balls are held in name for the Krewe,
The Crowning of the King and Queen.
Crowds are gathered down the cobbled roads.
Parades are rolling through,
Food cooking through the day,
Crawfish boiling in the pot,
Those spices wafting in the air,
Drinks pouring everywhere.
New Orleans and all of Southern Louisiana.
Dancing
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Categories:
mambo, celebration, holiday,
Form: Couplet
In Reference To An Eclectic Audeince
Honey Mambo
3 Tablespoons of apriot jam
3 Tablespoons of apriot brandy
3/4 cups of honey
1/3 brown sugar
Summer until smooth and alcohol is evaporated.
Add 1/2 cup of pineapple juices
1 teaspoon of paprika
1/4 teaspoon of garlic powder
4 tablespoons of tabasco
1 cup of ketsup
1/3 cup of orange juice
4 tablespoons of white wine vinager
" Honey Mambo " says....
" They'll trick you
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Categories:
mambo, art, business, creation, encouraging,
Form: Bio
Mambo Music
Mambo music played all night long
Bringing such joy with every song
Teenage girls flirting with the boys
Dancing kids with their blinking toys
Mambo music plays in my mind
Tonight our broken spirits shined
We are back home now and their asleep
Didn’t take long to count their sheep
Taking them out was a blessed time
They drank soda and I drank wine
There
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Categories:
mambo, death, inspirational, introspection, life,
Form: Couplet
Mambo Sinuendo
A gray day searching for something to say,
listening to Mambo Sinuendo.
Dreaming a sunlit isle where every day
I need only grab a guitar and go
down to where I will find my friends and play
and dance another day and simply lose
myself in music, ignore life's decay.
Perhaps, every now and then, some small dues
would have to be paid,
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Categories:
mambo, imagination, introspection, life, day,
Form: Sonnet