Speakeasy Poems - Poems about Speakeasy

"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 guevara she the silent speak easy (LadyLabyrinth / 2021) “Golden Years” / Bowie https://youtu.be/HRD0ghlFSgk key, 9...

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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 black legs Pumping stutter-stepping, Swaying forward then back Hands risen as if polishing the air with praise In a wind that creaks in these...

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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 of course on the assumption that the Lord says the same forever for some years I want my days to roll...

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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 when I sleep never letting a plausible concept deteriorate in the sink) But whether I was high or low or it...

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“Little boy, little boy, where have you been? Down in the cellar drinking your father’s gin?” “Not I,” said the boy with a drunken laugh. “Who am I to drown in father’s wrath?” “Little boy, little boy, you smell strongly of sin! I shall ask you once more—where have you been? “Good sir,” said the boy, stumbling through the...

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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 ive ever had to explain So, I already knew I had one but…what you give me is something entirely different...

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