Vegas Poems - Poems about Vegas

astronomical odds they may be cross your fingers for good luck get into the groove, into the rhythm spin hoping for a winfall or free games spin to hear those bells go crazy spin for a major hit to cash out that jackpot has your name on it somebody's got to win it might as well be you adrenalin pumping get those lights flashing let crowds...

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Today was a very odd day every comment on my poems were at least 3 and a half hours away I only posted a few today just to see where we were all going as if poetry soup took all of us on a wild vacation seated under a giant umbrella on the beaches of...

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The Poet of Las Vegas Boulevard, steals emotion from the night Holding a vigil in the darkness, waiting for the light The Poet of Las Vegas Boulevard, among the screams and homeless cries Making rhyme of what reason has abandoned —marking time inside the shadow of lies (Las Vegas Boulevard: January 24, 2016)...

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The shooting happenedand at. University of Las Vegas at 11’:59 am. One shooter is dead. Police not sure, there are more. There are victtims but unknowm how many or on what shape. Check online for updates. Meanwhile, say prayers for all injured,. Police did not say how many. For now, the entire campus is a crime scene? UNLV is 60 acres with...

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Vegas nights and neon lights A desert playground of sin Enraptured then you're captured The moment you walk in The ambience intoxicates The chance of fortune looms Once you call you risk it all In crowded smoke-filled rooms Got a bucket full of coins You think it's now or never For a buck you try your luck And pull another lever Come on seven eleven Shooting craps you'll...

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Below the gray blah canopy Suffering from bad attitude and seasonal psychosis The human race sprints No finish line required and Everyone wins gold Music blaring Bikini tops daring Exposed guts not caring Rooftop gogo dancer staring At me Ok, maybe that's vice versa Its a poolside, post-graduate MTV Spring Break Some of us much more "post" than others The glaze and haze of Vegas Sprawling in the manner built...

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Las Vegas 1967 Harrah’s, free drinks Circus Circus, bring the kids Frontier, win a Chevy Golden Nugget, best slots Flamingo Capri, Elvis impersonator Caesar’s Palace, world’s best buffet Tropicana, win big Sahara, all day breakfast Dunes, best shrimp cocktail thirty cents Golden Nugget, live girls I would certainly hope so....

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My Last Las Vegas C.E.S. (1) (A Memorial Poem) I long counted Steve Bristow a friend (1) and we'd fly off to lunch some days (Steve would get 'hours in' he needed for license - small planes). It was fun to go with him (a 'lunch' more than three hours)! We'd drive to the plane (all maintained by a club...

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Distinction without difference Where shadows defame Laughter without smiles Embodied in shame Each story redundant Whose print stays uninked As eyes search for mercy That last —missing link (Las Vegas Boulevard: February, 2023)...

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I went off to Las Vegas for some berry On to some fun times ... not to get bury Perhaps wide eye a show, and sight see Not end up at the bottom of the blue sea The voice of the red devil said, why not And like every sap, I was tied into a knot All it took were...

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My Poems Are but only and unto me An inner source of both shuttling and chastening my day dreams My very own fantastical imagination galaxy and far off universe Inside my head rallying me to discover what may well just reside beyond the setting stellar sun or dark side of the moon Because I would far rather be alone and searching for...

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You should take a peek the night winds told the moon. He was hesitant at first, they are such gossips who swoon. They are not lying, the evening stars hissed into his ear. This city is up all night, slumber is not revered or dear. The moon took a tiny peek from the top of a road. He was shocked...

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Odds are Kris Kringle won't Show today Because Father Christmas leads the way So jolly Saint Nick Will be today's Pick If Santa Claus will lend him his sleigh...

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This little dime I want at any cost I live in a luxury Vegas penthouse This little dime I roll down my sleeve Hidden under my tux like a cream This little dime I have lost my mind I am willing to go blind For it and die This little dime I don’t need it anymore Because I don’t have eyes to...

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luck smiles at me playing playing the slot machines from hell the numbers are turning out luck smiles at me the numbers turning up roulette black, red odd numbers hot...

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