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Poetry in Real Time
It's not yet noon;
out my window
I hear the heavy heels
of staggered steps
and someone slurring--
no... singing:
“champagne don’t drive me crazy,
cocaine don’t make me lazy.
Ain’t nobody’s business but my own.”*
I smile. And share.
*"Nobody's Business But My Own" was written by Henry Fredericks.
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Made me smile, too.
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that's what you call poetry in real time
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Well, there are two things I know about this poem: it is too long to be a short poem and to short to be a long poem. If this were a drawing it would be drawn with a light hard pencil, so that one could barely see the image and so you will know what I mean when I say I could have used more texture in it.
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(04-03-2015, 01:32 AM)Tiger the Lion Wrote: Poetry in Real Time
It's not yet noon;
out my window
I hear the heavy heels
of staggered steps
and someone slurring--
no... singing:
“champagne don’t drive me crazy,
cocaine don’t make me lazy.
Ain’t nobody’s business but my own.”*
I smile. And share.
*"Nobody's Business But My Own" was written by Henry Fredericks.
Thanks for sharing with everyone. Could be trimmed even more: (e.g. "it's, heavy"…comma after steps, you could delete "and"). I like this. Very fun.
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Thanks guys. I quite honestly finished typing and shared before the gentleman was done his song. Thanks for indulging the both of us.
Paul
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My friend
has just passed by again
singing a happier song,
good for him--
it's 3 pm
and sunny.
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Would probably remove "has", and "Good for him" feels too far from the earlier stanza -- I get all breathless with that break, but, I think, for no real reason. Otherwise, good, but I hate the last two lines, not because they're any bad, but because right now, a sunny three pm here means hell on earth, it's so hot.