Waitresses Poems - Poems about Waitresses

How I Met Josie

...How I met Josie

I met Josie at the Black Cow
a watering hole for singles
pair of jade Green Earrings 
adorned her ears
and drew my eye

we talked about our pasts
spent time Reelin’ In the Y...

some follow her home

...she avoids crowds
too many feelings
chaos and dissention
She does better with positivity

Negativity takes her strength
Zaps her energy
Throws her into a terrified state
She does not frequent...

Christmas Yapping

...To The Tune Of Christmas Wrapping By The Waitresses




Damn and blast ! Somethings wrong
My dog ran off down the freeway 
I was away working hard you see
And didn't see him get aw...

Waitresses and Waiters

...There is no need to apologize for the things you mistakenly forget to do
What type of person would I be to make a mockery of patience and virtue?
You did right with direct condolences, which most w...

In the shadow of the night, with the pale and silent moon

...In the shadow of the night, with the pale and silent moon,
I walked the streets of Ia?i, the city of forgetting.
The moon, with her distorted face, watched me from above,
As the carriages passed b...

Let The Laborers Rest

...Let the laborers rest,
like poetry, the rhyme is in their job,
as they hammer the nails,
and man the railroads,
maids clean someone else's toilets,
others fell giant trees,
as the waitresses tw...

Death In a Lunch Hour

...he entered the room as if rice was about to boil over, 
seeing faces of those he didn't recognise look as though
they were reading the last line of a book they never read 
before, staggered, asymm...

Four Cafes

...Four cafés in his small town,  on fourth floor window looking at the neighbour tower , he saw his friend entering the  shopping centre 
He went to join him as he wanted to share a cup of coffee with...

Critterature: Bones of Contention

...I'd like to step back in time a bit
And mention the dinosaur.
He lived two hundred million years
And then was seen no more.
The dino's demise is a mystery
That's hashed and often rehashed here.
...

Abysmally Slow Learner

...I don't know about you
but the seeming me abused and cursed
had all my birth fingers burnt off
at the first knuckle before the first lullaby
from too many here hold my beer
blithely eager watch ...

Captain Hindsight

...Calling Captain Hindsight, where the heck are you?
The table booked for one-fifteen and now it’s ten-past-two,
The waiting staff are anxious, they want me to move on,
Their patience was exhausted ...

Their Listener For the Day

...I am a listener
My eyes say “tell me”
And people do

Waitresses ask me to scoot over
I have never seen them before
They tell me their life story

Strangers and I converse 
in grocery stores,...

The Diner

...Hang a left, clunker rocking
on sprung shocks.
Inside,
narrows taper to booths.
The place is slow-time empty.

The staff talk is griddle speech,
a blow by blow banter,
middle finger smarts mi...

Animals Seek Me Out

...I was not the party, but I was the listener at the party
Steady streams of people sat to tell their stories
Not only at parties, but on street corners and buses.
I was a pied piper, drawing them i...

Star of Bruthen

...There are no records of the man who raised this grand hotel.
But there are many stories of the folks who new it well.
Thank God for the patient horses at the hitching rail
who carried home their r...

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