Short Fedora Poems

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Premium Member The New Year's in Diapers

   The New Year's in diapers
     a broad smile on her face

   Sipping champagne from pink booties
     in her hair, Queen Anne's lace

    Bald baby boy with the cigar
     please remove your fedora

   Those puff-clouds of smoke
     ruin 2024's aura
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Gangbusters

  
 	bruised cufflinks, scarred trousers
           bleeding ties, marks of violence bear

        featherless fedora, kicked-in once too often
           lumps and bumps seen ‘midst thinning hair

        life in the cosa nostra’s romanticized
           ~ eviction notices served traumatized
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Villains Off Stage

The villain on a theatrical stage is easy to spot
He is wearing the black cape and black fedora
Melodramatic music accompanies him.
He has a fake mustache, and he looks slimy and creepy

Villains off stage are not easy to spot
Many are handsome; they dress in nice clothes.
Their smile seems genuine, they seem like nice guys.
They wear no mustaches, unfortunately for us.

Outdoor Markets

eye-GASMS are artful things of flesh left out by the woods /
she went were-wolves once ate meringue pie before acquiring
a human fedora and impressed all the women at the outdoor
market where butchers smoke meat and flay cigars with white
whiskered smiles.  Where were the yokes when sadness crept
over the clouds and a comedian choked on a badly baked joke?

:: 08042019 ::

Premium Member My Cousin Sadie

She sits in a provocative way, knowing it.
Shiny red fedora perched down over her eyes.
An open dress shows many gorgeous assets.
Headlights glaring, soft legs casually crossed.

Looking like a doll from Mattel, not Art Deco.
I wonder if she is getting ready to dance or sing?
Could be both, she is multi-talented, capable of surprises.
I watch my cousin proudly, ready to give loud applause.


Premium Member Perfectly Frank

Frankly, he was a man
Though not very tall,
His voice made him seem
Very big to us all ...

He could be an actor
He could even dance,
With a photogenic smile
And a dapper stance

Gentle and sweet
Known for his eyes,
Donning a fedora 
With suits and ties

He was generous ...
If you needed something, 
Gave you his all ...
Even when he'd sing

The lonesome road
Didn't always go his way,
With twists and turns
That's life, he'd say ...
Form: Rhyme

31 Degrees

It was 10 o'clock on a poorly lit street
Nighttime breezes, very cold out there
Freezing temperatures that brought much despaired
As a man walked out, onto the street
About 5’7” with curly blonde hair
He confronted another man 
Wearing a royal blue fedora
Giving off, a mysterious aura
They both exchanged sacks of something unknown
Very secretive as they set the tone
They both walked off, opposite directions
Police cars arrived, but too late for inspections
© Neel Bhatt  Create an image from this poem.

Festive

The vendors on the corners
Popped up everywhere like weeds,
With all that glitzy New Year’s stuff
That everybody needs:

The sparkly light-up glasses
Flashing 2014;
The groggers, horns and necklaces
To jazz the New Year scene.

The hats displayed are every type,
In felt or neon plastic – 
Derby and Fedora,
Even top hats, quite fantastic.

Festivity’s contagious
And for puttin’ on the Ritz
To welcome in the brand-new year,
You’ve gotta have some glitz!
Form: Rhyme

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