Pinochle Sandwiches
Hard wood floors waxed
With
Old dance moves, sensual thoughts
And dead saxophone notes
Hidden splinters awaiting the
Bravery of the bare foot dancers
Buxom beauties testing the tensile
Of cotton fabric blends
As the first stage of consciousness arrives
All aboard!
The conductor shatters frozen concepts
And scatters them like punched out tickets
Did you miss the calling?
Maybe you drifted on a parallel track
The one that has movement memories
Muscle memories
Memories memory
Nothing happens until
You get your lazy butt off that couch
Plan your escape-ride your bike
Meet me at the corner of
Impossible dreams and invincible hope
We should make it back to sanity
Before the rooster crows
Watch out…
Here it comes…..
Spontaneity on a checkerboard
King me baby
JFTLOI and Moon Spirits AFG challenge
:)
Smiley Moon
By Bubby
© 2008 Bubby
(All rights reserved)
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