The Aussie Dance Hall'
Mandolins and steel guitars
Country music and evening stars
Dancing tunes with Gypsie Taps
Cold nights, bring your winter wraps
Men select your partners please
Pops helps us swing waltz with ease
I hate my bed.... You made it so you gotta sleep in it... I'm going to burn it... How you going to burn it.... I will Google how to burn a bed... So what did Google say..... Google said beg for forgiveness.
She laughed too generously, as if she saw a clown on the radio, what was she amused by. A thousand words a minute came next, followed by sobs. Where in the Heavens was her peace, she cried like a widow. This girl wasn't finished, A shriek. No-one new but I knew, a bipolar storm.
'As if I stood here before'
How stories grow
A petite ideas cast forth
Nightly notions tucked under a pillar
Coming to the surface anew
Rousing the pit of my gut
Like a chorus of anthemic tones
That I could believe a fantasy.
A fairy-tale grown into realism.
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'One final Prayer'
Grace for the last
Those lost in storms of lust and love
How horrible to escape the inevitable
Whoa is me
My penultimate breath as a sceptic.
A boxbrowniebob poem.......