the evening dewy with tired city rain
bustling streets hurried people
with other people in their lives
to call their own
to be me my only desire was to be
held by strong warm arms
will you be my protector
watching patrons coming in and out
sipping my sharp pop rock ginger ale
i wondered about nineteen thirty seven
thoughts broken for a second naked man
runs into traffic but he’s o.k.
my eyes sleepy mosey on downward
bei mir bist du schoen
serenade the Andrews Sisters while
women named Hazel with a hyacinth scent
sip their gin rickeys wiping their lipstick off the glass
in the saloon there are men reading the LA Times
yet others share lively union talk
then the sapphire eyed mysterious stranger
raven jet hair and a dead maus t shirt
taps me on my gothic shoulder Mary Pickford’s
angels wink at me as they slid off my left shoulder
as he sits down elegant right index finger half raised
signaling the hyperactive bar keep
from the antique flowered gold foil wall paper
Ingrid and Bogey nod at me
and i whisper at old sapphire in a sultry sigh
here’s looking at you kid
Wow! Brilliant and Bravo! You have the most creative mind and I love it. Thank you so much for joining in! 😉
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Thank you Eugenia. Cole’s is an LA treasure 🙂
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My pleasure!
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Sharing mb’s take on the prompt –
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Great period poetry. I would have like Ginger Rogers on my dating app.
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really? hum, Ginger is more West Hollywood, but not quite Barney’s Beanery… thanks for reading and your comments i love em! 🙂
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Okay, this is like super fun stuff. Almost can feel Hollywood and can see this spun into a fantastic short movie. Awesome. As always I might add.
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Aww thanks. I love the 40s and I was at Cole’s. Dead Maus tshirt for real. Although turned out to be a non sport. Lol
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Sell this to a Hollywood friend and get it on the… well I guess little screens since none of us are allowed into the big screens for a while! 🤣 🦠
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I’d do some post modern street artist apocalyptic way off and away from Broadway version lol
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Totes. Like on a small hill in the Midwest to attentive cows until the next bovine virus farts out their butts.
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Yes this time I’ll have TP ready to deploy…🐄
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Oh man… post apocalypse I am totally investing in a TP factory
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Yep TP is the crystal meth of hygiene it seems
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🤣
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A TP cartel yes…
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I love the hazy feel this had 🖤
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Thank you xo
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