PLAY IT AGAIN SAM I AM THE LIFE OF THE TRUMPETS
IN YOUR ARMS WITH COCKTAILS OF LIKEWISE
AND IN A MOMENT OF THE BANGING OF THE DRUMS
THE SMILES THE SINGING AND THE DRINKING OF
RUMS WITH A TASTE OF THE PALACEOF FOLLIES
OF BEING IN A DICK VAN DYKE FILM AS ANNIE
GET YOUR GUNS PLAYS OUT OF THE THEATRE IN
HEARTS FILM WORLD OF LYRICS AND THE DANCE
THE FRED ASTIRE OR GINGER ROGERS AS WE
COAST THE HIPPODROME AND THE MESSERS IN THE
EVENING BREEZE TENDERLY FILLS MY SOUL
AS THE TAIL OF MY DRESS PASS BY THE GENTS
WHEN THE ELEGANCE OF ZIEGFELD COVER THE LAND
OF DREAMS OF HATES AND BOTTOMS SHIMMERING OUR
SONG THE SONG OF LOVE IN THE VIOLINS AS THE
AUTHUMN RAIN FALLS ASLEEP TO THE SOUND OF OUR
HEARTS IN ONE BEAT PLAYED THROUGH THE SENSUAL
TROMBONE OF STRAIGHTEN UP AND FLY RIGHT RIGHT
BACK INTO THE SOUL OF THE MUSIC THAT TAKES US
ALL RIGHT BACK TO PLAY IT AGAIN SAM
WRITTEN BY MRS. YOLANDA NICHOLSEN 5-11-2004
2610 PROVIDENCE STREET FORT MYERS FLORIDA
DEDECADED TO THE LOVERS OF MUSIC LYRICS AND DANCE
THE FILM HUMPHEY BOGART I ADORED THAT PIANO MAN
Laptop Download.
Laptop frustration torments my eyes
I watched the screen gritting my teeth
Do this then that and then go into there
My eyes were like a cat at a tennis match
Play it again Sam. Rewind step by step
I still have no idea what he did! I scream
‘Nothing works the way he said, nothing
Happens how it does in his world!’
No sound yet the green lines are zooming
Up and down. ‘There,’ he said. ‘If you
Liked this video tap the subscribe and ring
The bell.’
Back to the start, do it again, his sickly
Knowing smile, drives me insane. He’s
Got a different icon to me, how did he
Do that? I couldn’t see!
I slap the laptop closed and grab a fistful
Of hair. I kick off my shoes in utter despair!
Two days later, I solved the mystery
And finally I can do it, the same way as he!
David Cox 19/08/22
anti-Nazi theme
Rick’s Café Américain-
play it again Sam ;)
Copyright © 2018 by Mark Toney. All rights reserved.
First published 2018 in Hollywood Haiku via wattpad.com
1.
artistic insight -
getting that vision's better
than knowing the truth
2.
haiku’s are hiding –
hunting season just opened
all understatements
3.
minimalist form
reveals dancing images –
how much can you say?
4.
"look!" old man reflects
"more cracks than I care to count -
how God's light gets in?"
5,
fishing bob jiggles
baited hook plumbing the depths –
men watch girls walking
6.
play it again Sam –
although hope springs eternal
bad weather ahead
7.
seventy two brides -
perhaps I'm missing something
sounds like hell to me
Brian Johnston
May 16, 2017
patterns of matter -
galactic filaments play
follow the leader
gravity's dark wells -
black holes, leaking infrared,
can't keep a secret
"play it again Sam -"
starry exodus gains speed
cosmos self-defined
Brian Johnston
March 27, 2017
Dance
I must
Or I will
lose my lust for
living my life like
I was born to become.
My DNA held the seed
of rhythm, and my dancing feet
must pound the floor to generate heat.
Play it again Sam, get me off my seat!
24/07/2016
I Got Zero, Nothing, Nada- 2 - Poetry Contest
DANCE N/A Etheree Contest Judged on 7/26/2016 8:39:00 PM.
I saw you standing in the moonlight...
your eyes filled with hunger,
your touch - soft and tender,
your mind racing with thought.
A life of passion released
from its hidden depths,
released from its reserved shell.
Our bodies become interwoven
in a symphony of want,
a symphony of need...
the symphony of desire.
Your sweet sounds fill the warm air,
I marvel at your beautiful arrangements,
I lust for your tender harmonies;
I desire each of your exquisite movements,
I long for your eloquent instruments.
All through the night the music rises and falls
with precision and perfection,
then our symphony reaches a fever pitch;
I sense the finale is coming -
I can feel it from within.
You stare wantingly into my eyes
as the last few notes are played.
The music then silences - the curtain gently falls.
Our symphony ends much like it began -
beautiful you...in the moonlight.
For "Erotica" contest sponsored by Frank Herrera.
Movie
Folk's seem to be having a grand old time here tonight at Sam's place
The liquors flowing good time rolling while the band's singing the classics
Play it again Sam,
I wanna ask that fine looking dame over there to dance
That was the scenario playing out in my head
But its really just a line from a movie
Instead old blue eyes just exited stage left
As rejection is a dish best served cold
And quite frankly my dear I doo give a damn
Echoes heard from Mars to Pluto
Sound the alarm on alien radio
Jupiter cried, cause Saturn's ring was lost
"Repeat" no matter the cost!
Heathcare for all, pay it again, Sammy-o
For Carolyn Devonshire's Limerick contest
Thanks Carolyn!! It was fun!
There is an old Humphrey Bogart film with the quote"play it again Sam" That is what
gave me the idea for the play on words. did not mean to offend anyone. I was just
trying to make a rhyme with pluto.
If you noticed this limerick makes no sense, like what's going on in Washington DC
with the healthcare form and reform! (**)
Night club lights dimming low
The pianist taking his bow
Play it again....Sam -
Across the smoke-filled room
A haunting ,tinkling tune.
Hypnosised haunting keys,
Off tone from the piano.
Smokey room of lost hope,
Befriend sitting,
Bottle full of past errors,
Ready to give a toast to misery.
"If Only"
"If Only"
"If Only"
Play it again Sam-
Broken hearten record,
Phonograph soul.
Playing the repeatedly immortality,
Living the same fate over again.
Turntable-
Before one's time?
CDs updated-
Skipping Mp3 player?
There is a place in
Every
Town,
City,
State,
And
Country.
Don't pack bags
Need not go
The problem
Basketcase of emotions.
"Sam! Don't pucker up your lips, I won't hear the kiss, I'm up the road, leaving
dust."
Walking out the door,
Driving far in the distance away from Casablance.
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