Open Poetry #25 |
Esquire Cover Up |
ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
The week has passed work's done at last so I'm gonna go have some fun I know a spot where the music rocks and the girls are two to one gonna stroll in there like I'm walkin on air try to act like I'm twenty-one use words for amazin the ladies just waitin for a partying son of a gun Hey, it's Friday night at the old Sweetwaters I'm gonna dance with sympathy's daughter fill up with whiskey then I'll share my mind and laugh and sing till closing time Try to convince young Mary or Jane I'm the Don Quixote for love starved pain with just for men hair and brand new suit I'm an esquire cover up for missin you. well, I'm out in the hall after last call the lights turned up hurting my eyes Thinkin bout you and the things we'd do roll in and out of my mind I get polite smiles once in a while from some young girl passin by But the truth be known I'm so alone I'm getting ready to cry ch#2 Hey, it's Friday night at the old Sweetwaters I had a dance with sympathy's daughter I drank me some whiskey and spoke my mind now I'm by myself at closing time There ain't no Mary or no Jane Just me thinkin bout you again with just for men hair and brand new suit I'm an esquire cover up for missing you bridge We'd order Friday night pizza then we'd laugh cause we couldn't make love feelin so fat but when the morning came we'd shower together skin to skin two lovers in heaven now I'm payin the price for foolin around out all alone for a night on the town. ch#2 rep Hey, it's Friday night at the old Sweetwaters I had a dance with sympathy's daughter I drank me some whiskey and spoke my mind now I'm by myself closing time There ain't no Mary or no Jane Just me thinkin bout you again with just for men hair and brand new suit I'm an esquire cover up for missing you The role of poetry is to utter the un-utterable; to open up |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Almost seems like this one should be titled "Paying the Price For Fooling Around." James |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
"Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..." |
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Paul Wilson
since 2002-07-07
Posts 4711United States |
ethome...Enjoyed this very much. I could feel the beat while reading...Paul "To share my poems with you is to share my heart with you" |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
You're playing my song Mr. True~ Love that title and the tune! |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
well, I'm out in the hall after last call the lights turned up hurting my eyes Thinkin bout you and the things we'd do roll in and out of my mind I get polite smiles once in a while from some young girl passin by But the truth be known I'm so alone I'm getting ready to cry I like this very much, ethome... I wish I could hear it... but the lyrics create their own melody as I read. *S* This stanza just jumped out at me... mask-slipped reality. *S* |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
I'm the Don Quixote for love starved pain ahhh, bet you are...you should sing these for us sometime...or give us the tune. hugss M |
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