Open Poetry #49 |
Steamy, Sultry Night in the Vieux Carré |
JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
walking slow, oh it could be called dancing crowded with Bourbon Street night people music filling the air, we stop every so often wrapped arms around each other and swayed firing up to the already hot-blood New Orleans seems to affect all the out-of-town tourists and the nights are specially made for physical reaction big easy, sin city, whatever, a city of cool coitus her willowy body pressed so close to mine her face in my neck nuzzling and groping I feel her eyelashes teasing, pleasing, my neck we're fused together with lover's super glue she broke away, her café au lait eyes dancing as she tiptoed up to speak softly in my ear in her intense and absolute Cajun accent sha, we gon stay out heah on da street all night lovely Denise didn't need to say anymore I danced her back to her pad above Galatoire's and it wasn't just to get the grime off when we showered with plenty of soap and water ©January 20, 2016 / Jerry Pat Bolton ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
This poem has lagniappe... I don't speak Cajun, but I looked up the word in the Cajun dictionary..this poem is "something special" Reads very well, without a stutter.. And the story is fine good.. Well done J.P. "Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance." |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Thank you Ice for taking the time to look up the word. I am from Arkansas originally, but back in tha day we took our Senior Trip to New Orleans. I was immediately hooked. Though I traveled the country for many years I kept coming back here, until, finally I stopped running and nested here for good. ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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