Open Poetry #46 |
Rooming House on St. Charles Avenue |
JerryPat Senior Member
since 2010-10-30
Posts 1991Louisiana/America |
1968 New Orleans I'd been in worse and better places it was just a room to sleep sweaty night sleep and stay in the daytime, sitting on the bed being quiet not bother anyone that was how it was done how I wanted it to hide my future and secrets the secrets that drove me there damn it to hell and back in the first place Downtown Jackson Brown Minnie the Moocher and all those cats having Mardi Gras outside my window shuttered and closed tight window because . . . I felt like . . . as I sat and sweated hording secrets secrets, like . . . made me write . . . Sitting all alone In a smoky, crowded bar. Life passes him by what happened to the . . . can't even remember what I’ve lost sad ain't it sad how’d I get this way alone when the whole world is partying I had to write . . . Carnival is here. Crowds jam the street with laughter. He plays solitaire last night I ventured into society sorta kinda well, I went . . . High above the street A lonely window shines bright. Love is bought and sold oh, yeah, I forgot I have secrets to tell if you want to hear ‘em You do don’t you huh, my, my what good are secrets ifnobodywantstohear'em so I write it down on paper, yeah . . . Crumpled note on floor Tells the story of love gone. A time for dying . . . and the Raven said, %!~#&(!$! [This message has been edited by JerryPat (11-02-2010 10:47 AM).] |
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s1nfully_1nn0c3nt Senior Member
since 2003-10-26
Posts 1105Watertown, NY |
I like the feeling in this. After love has gone, we all want to shut the world out eh. Even Mardi Gras seems depressing. Enjoyed this. -Trina. |
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JerryPat Senior Member
since 2010-10-30
Posts 1991Louisiana/America |
Thank you, and yes, Tina, it seems to you when amour falls flat that the world has disappeared, taking all the joy and happiness with it. And it has. Still, we eventually bounce back, otherwise . . . . . . and the Raven said, %!~#&(!$! |
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Eusta B. Mae Senior Member
since 2010-05-03
Posts 903 |
I love the style of this poem, it really pulled me in and put me there. 'bout had me crying again...ebm |
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JerryPat Senior Member
since 2010-10-30
Posts 1991Louisiana/America |
Thank you very much, ebm, for your gracious comments. Just revisiting the past. This part of the past wasn't much to sing about, but it is enough to write about. Thanks again. . . . and the Raven said, %!~#&(!$! |
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Amaryllis Senior Member
since 2010-05-20
Posts 1306Mi now |
Quite genuine... honest and gritty...powerful juxtaposition of Mardi Gras and the lonely room... wow ~Amaryllis |
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JerryPat Senior Member
since 2010-10-30
Posts 1991Louisiana/America |
I appreciate your candid comments, Amaryllis, Mardi Gras is not the same for all people, as is so much about life. The only thing different for me and that room is that I, unlike so many others, walked out of it finally and kept going. So many don't. . . . and the Raven said, %!~#&(!$! |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
hello JerryPat...To write it down is sometimes the first step of many from the alone room. I like the personal way you wrote this. |
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JerryPat Senior Member
since 2010-10-30
Posts 1991Louisiana/America |
I agree, Martie, and in those days I was writing things down. Just little snippets here and there, knowing I wanted to find an outlet for whatever I was thinking at the time. I think it helped. I know it helped. . . . and the Raven said, %!~#&(!$! |
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Robert E. Jordan Member Rara Avis
since 2008-01-25
Posts 8541Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
Nice going Jerry Pat, I was a kid like that looking for a daddy. You made a wise choice. Bobby |
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Balladeer
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since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Very good, Jerry. It has a real flavor to it. Reminds me a little of Nelson Algren style. Nice flair... |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
sounds like me when I am talking to myself~~ M |
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JerryPat Senior Member
since 2010-10-30
Posts 1991Louisiana/America |
Thank you Robert, Balladeer and M. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
"Carnival is here. Crowds jam the street with laughter. He plays solitaire" I enjoyed the whole thing, but that little bit right there was akin to like watching a baseball fly out of the park. Your title brought me in, as the guest houses of New Orleans have been an inspirational feast for me in my life. Each of the eccentric characters I met during those days of my own times are potential protagonists of the GAN. And smile for me, Jerry. You may be sitting on the GAN...it's just that sometimes we don't get to eat the fruit of our labors. Your work inspired me to remember Old New Orleans, and an even older New Orleans depicted by John Kennedy O'Toole... May you fare better, blessed be... Nice to meet you. My name is Karen. Just in case you were among the tenants of Ruby's. *chuckle* Much enjoyed. |
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JerryPat Senior Member
since 2010-10-30
Posts 1991Louisiana/America |
Ruby's I think not, but who knows, so much has been lost to memory. Thank you, Karen, for you wonderful expressions and comments. Ah, Confederacy of the Dunces, a magnificent book and I can't claim to write in that league. I must plead ignorance, but GAN is not something I am familiar with, at least not abbreviated thusly. I so much appreciate your words to this particular poem. Not good days. There were better one, to come. . . . and the Raven said, %!~#&(!$! |
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