often smile back at me,
but not at Whole Foods,
where scowling shoppers
are on a mission of health,
come hell or high water
Apparently, a bowl full of kale
makes the world go round
for the striving less than happy hunters,
the cranky customers
in Lulu Lemon
No time for pleasantries
while chasing white rabbits
"The hurrier I go, the behinder I get"
Just too much money,
under-loved lives,
and too many leftovers
Either way,
I relish in the wind
making music for me
It is in the trees,
mimicking waves
like the long grass
that Glenn Close
('Sarah, Plain and Tall')
describes, coloring my soul
in every shade of connection:
"The land here rolls a little like the sea
and when the wind ripples over the grass
it looks just like the wind
on the sea"
In 'Phenomenon'
John Travolta sways in rhythm
with the longer living trees,
reminding me of continuity
"Everything is on its way
to somewhere"
Some of you, will in memory, may fondly recall.
Enchanting, colored dance floors, you all had a ball!
When women still wore stunning, gorgeous dresses,
Unafraid to wear makeup, and sport long, shiny tresses.
No, you were not vaping or drugging it up, to be cool.
You did not want to be a stoner or be the town fool,
Youeven wore pricey perfume, just to reel in a mate,
Some tall dude, with agility to dance, was to be your fate.
It was kismet, the moment you stared in a dance partner’s eyes.
You both as if floating, on air, in amorous,cloud like disguise
The lit, multi-colored dance floor, The Bee Gees music filled the room.
You looked up, and there your shiny prince stood~love musically! in bloom!
3/29/2024
Lit up balls sparkling bright
Hanging like a big bright light
Over a dance floor like a stage
People dancing a new craze
Disco is catching on fast
I wonder if it's gonna last
One arm staying by your side
The others swinging way up high
Up and down as you shake
Your bottom half like a quake
It was soon brought into life
As John Travolta stayed alive
Making disco really known
It's popularity has grown
Like a lot of fads have done
But this one was really fun
Everyone's booty was grooving
There was always someone moving
To this new sound that's outrageous
Dancers would become contagious
With the beat loud and blasting
As a disco ball was casting
Circles of love and romance
That went smoothly with a dance
Lit up balls sparkling bright
Hanging like a big bright light
Over a dance floor like a stage
People dancing a new craze
Disco is catching on fast
I wonder if it's gonna last
One arm staying by your side
The others swinging way up high
Up and down as you shake
Your bottom half like a quake
It was soon brought into life
As John Travolta stayed alive
Making disco really known
It's popularity has grown
Like a lot of fads have done
But this one was really fun
Everyone's booty was grooving
There was always someone moving
To this new sound that's outrageous
Dancers would become contagious
With the beat loud and blasting
As a disco ball was casting
Circles of love and romance
That went smoothly with a dance
Having Touched You
by Michael R. Burch
What I have lost
is not less
than what I have gained.
And for each moment passed
like the sun to the west,
another remained,
suspended in memory
like a flower in crystal
so that eternity
is but an hour, and fall
is no longer a season
but a state of mind.
I have no reason
to wait; the wind
does not pause for remembrance
or regret
because there is only fate and chance.
And so then, forget . . .
Forget we were utterly
happy a day.
That day was my lifetime.
Before that day I was empty
and the sky was grey.
You were the sunshine:
the sunshine that gave me life.
I took root and I grew.
Now the touch of death is like a terrible knife,
and yet I can bear it,
having touched you.
I wrote this poem as a teenager after watching "The Boy in the Bubble": a made-for-TV movie starring John Travolta.
Do you have: "That Summer Feelin"
- by Jonathan Richman (1984)
Finally: "School's Out for Summer"
- by Alice Cooper (1972)
Yes, : "Sun is Shining"
- by Bob Marley and the Wailers (1971)
Because: "Everybody Loves the Sunshine"
- by Roy Ayers (1976)
You can ride on: "Heat Wave"
- by Martha and the Vandellas (1963)
Give you a sense of: "King of the Beach"
- by Wavves (2010)
Maybe you already: "Dancing in the Street"
- by Martha and the Vandellas (1964)
Feel it: "Good Vibrations"
- by Beach Boys (1966)
Magical ... : "Summer Nights"
- by John Travolta, Olivia Newton-John
A good advice in the end: "Take It Easy"
- by the Eagles (1972)
But, enjoy your summer vacation
25.06.2019
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
Copyright © All Rights Reserved
Regrets I have a few today,
time flew by as the month of May,
ambitious thoughts I put off yesterday...
Looking back at my plowed fields I stumbled,
a reaping what I sowed kind of fumble,
out busy staying alive like Travolta,
menial day jobs and doing the hustle,
Barely making it in the work jungle,
still sorting out life's jigsaw puzzle,
shoulda, woulda, coulda my motto,
writing helping me out of my dark tunnel.
2-26-17
75 words
All the best costumes are taken.
So here I am,
dressed up like John Travolta.
Saturday Night Fever,
'cept it's Friday,
and my shoes aren't quite right.
All alone,
in a corner,
on antidepressants,
drinking too much,
and still I can not dance.
With chips and fries, girl buddy Pam and I
Lounged on a diva for night- time cable,
When Travolta caught our TV- tube eyes
Hips gyrating to Night Fever’s wiggle.
Our feet tapped as we looked at each other
“Let’s hit the town and paint it red”, we said;
In a flash, we dolled up and tossed our hair
Scooting the bar where pop- tunes drowned ahead.
We paced the dance floor wiggling our hands
To the height of beats like ‘ole college days
Then, more late 90s theme songs rocked the band
While starry eyes begged for music ablaze.
The crowd mingled to pass few drinks around
As we jigged along, romping like prom queens,
Till street lights dimmed to imply---‘homeward bound’
No way! It’s Girls’ Friday till morn , supreme!
Daren Watson's A Girls Night Out
by nette onclaud
Lit up balls sparkling bright
Hanging like a big bright light
Over a dance floor like a stage
People dancing a new craze
Disco is catching on fast
I wonder if it's gonna last
One arm staying by your side
The others swinging way up high
Up and down as you shake
Your bottom half like a quake
It was soon brought into life
As John Travolta stayed alive
Making disco really known
It's popularity has grown
Like a lot of fads have done
But this one was really fun
Everyone's booty was grooving
There was always someone moving
To this new sound that's outrageous
Dancers would become contagious
With the beat loud and blasting
As a disco ball was casting
Circles of love and romance
That went smoothly with a dance
Confessions aren't easy but here I go
I'm about to tell you what you don't know
I secretly dance at home all alone
I like karaoke with a microphone
Singing and dancing I ain't got no skills
Still it's way better than swallowing pills
As I perform I still have one great fear
If I sing to loudly others will hear
Sometimes I practice at home in the shower
Enjoying myself for many an hour
Maybe one day I will be good enough
Then I won't be afraid to strut my stuff
Until that distant day please leave me alone
I will keep up practice to improve my tone
John Travolta moves, singing like the King
Imagine all the joy one day I will bring
Please keep my secret, you made me confess
Others could be worse, perhaps they cross dress
Confessions not easy secrets come out
Now you will learn what Soupers are about.
Sweet Anne's Confessions of a Poetry Souper's contest.
Everything is out in the open no matter how I try to dress
it, I'm on my Adam & Eve my sins are naked so I felt as
tho I address it we all got sloppy seconds everything
nowadays is recycled, we claim we worship one God but
in America our idols look like Whitney & Micheal. And it
seems my spiritual background scares these women off,
but I removed the mask like Travolta and cage I took my
face off, this is what you wanted right? A man who's
honest passionate and open, faithful caring independent
outspoken I can't tell, but oh well maybe I serve a greater
purpose it looks like I'm destined to lead by example but
my actions say I'm selfish, you shouldn't be so open
about yourself, especially looking @ my past and the ones
I chose made my heart melt, note to self the person who
you want me to be is already taken, and almost no one
gets to be with their #1 draft pick but its evident I'm
someones favorite, I'm far from perfect but try as might
to find the perfect one for me I try to buy em with my
heart but they keep foreclosing I see...
Oh, to be a yoot, with fanciful weather outside, to boot,
Let out your peacock feathers, your the best from the Bronx Zoo,
Elevate your voice, let them hear you speak your smack,
Good times by blasting Weezy, Pants drooping below your wise crack,
practicing your handle, strutting on the courts,
trying to let the women glimpse your acumen in sports,
so be Kanye West, Steven Tyler, or whoevers your Dream Weaver,
what the heck, strut down the block like John Travolta in Saturday Night Fever,
Move like Jagger with a swagger, to your hearts content sashay,
For Ladies and Gentleman ,
I present to you, a very beeeyoootiful day!!!
I LOVE TO BOOGIE
A time of platform shoes and wild psychedelic art,
fondue, mood rings, glitter balls,bell bottoms with a flair,
John Travolta danced his way to every female heart,
lava lamps, paisley shirts and Farrah Fawcett hair.
“I Will Survive,” Stay'in Alive,” topped the music chart,
thigh high boots, hi heel pumps, the comfy bean bag chair,
The BeeGees rose, The Village People here for a just awhile,
mixing upbeat funk with a bit of soul gave disco special style.
IN ANOTHER TIME Poetry Contest
Liz Reilly
No more disco dancing...no boppin' that's for sure
I tried to do it late last night ended mangled on the floor
The legs they went all wobbly, me head it still feels numb
I've been stuck here since 3 o'clock, in agony on me bum
I know Travolta did it and boy did he look nifty
But I should really give it up as I am way past fifty
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