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JerryPat2
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This is an original form of poetry I conjured up in 2007, and call it "Septcouplet;" from Septette (A set of seven similar things considered as a unit) and couplet (Two successive lines of verse forming a unit marked usually by rhythmic correspondence, rhyme.) The Septcouplet consists of seven free-style verses, with six lines each, no syllable count. After each verse there are two lines which rhyme, with four syllables to each line. The style is lowercase, except for proper names, punctuation when needed inside the lines, but none at the end of lines. In other words it is a fairly laid back form of poetry, much like me.


wandering misfit looking for an oasis
overwhelmed by loneliness, tortured by disingenuousness of life
need for human contact fosters frustration
shabbiness of life intolerable
Cleveland Street Bar
irresistible force pulling him inside

door locked up tight
buzzed-in tonight

sawdust floor, broken teeth particles imbedded within
slipped mental moorings reason for nocturnal
jaunt into world of smoke-filled tough
gutted with desire to press flesh against flesh
seeking out bodies crammed on stools
telling lies, hearing same

sense of comfort
your last resort

panicky, icicle jabs prick your dismay
staring at yourself in each haggard face
eyes swiveled, scrutinizing new meat
then back to their misery-laced frivolity
seeking what they seek, alley cat morals
human, clinging barnacles

full-body stench
most speaking French

New Orleans, squandered delights
cross-dressing Cajun queens sprinkled here and there
tonguing words with faux mouths
more in touch with their femininity than the average Joe
smiling with distorted eyes
trying to blend in

do you think queers
can be sincere

Cleveland Street Bar, mishmash of off-course characters
wretched people seeking respite
wishing for just one good day
annoying barmaid with rapier-like wit
skin loose, heavily veined
tired face hisses back like a moccasin

making your play
maybe she may

eyes crawl over her body, breasts, hips
undress her with your best smile, which is a leer
in your stupor she is seraphic innocence
talent for deceiving oneself
cowardly seeking balm for your black soul
within this den of Cleveland Street Bar psychotics and losers

one final try
for thigh to thigh

odd juncture, where words mean not what they say
self-pity, lowest of nadir emotion
like sex, unnecessary to be proficient to benefit from
just want to be happy
not change solar system, just a ersatz smile will do
she blew bitter cold wind straight into his face

back on the street
life is deceit

ŠNovember 10, 2016 /  Jerry Pat Bolton



~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~

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Bluesy Socrateaser
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In The Mirror


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Beyond 5-7-5, I never quite understood styles like Balladeer did. I'm certain there were none unfamiliar and even mastered by him while he was with us, but this one is all your own JerryPat and I find that astounding!

It's a tale of interactions that appeal to me, that is, I feel like I've been to a few places like your "Cleveland Street Bar". Through it all, I found this little gem most appealing:
quote:
making your play maybe she may
Your talents really shine with this piece Sir.

...just bein' Bluesy

JerryPat2
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Bluesy, Bluesy, Bluesy! I am so grateful to you, sir, for your ever so kind thoughts turned into words concerning my Poetry.

~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~

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Just A Slice Of The Pie


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You can't just make stuff like this up! You must have seen things like this so you better not go back! A very good poem, but some of it is weird and even a little scary like being around all those crossdressers!  

I want to die in my sleep like my grandfather...not like the passengers screaming in the back of his car.

JerryPat2
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Nope, I didn't make this up. The poem was my remembrance of the bar back in my "two lost decades," and it was for real, Stacy. I went there often, it was sort of an oasis for me in those very troubling days of mine. Yes, it was a rough bar, but usually you didn't get into trouble unless you were there asking for it. Thank you for checking out the poem.

~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~

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