Geezer

Mar 02, 2016

Summer of Ten... [An East Main St. story]

Sweet iced tea
Served on the window-ledge
The close warm air
Second floor breeze

My sisters asleep
The front window open
Me and Mom hanging out
Looking at the stars
Of Main Street

Puerto-rican chrome
White leather seats
“Hey baaaaby!”
“Ooooh, mamacita!”

Keep your eyes
In your sockets boys!

“Old Sailor” waltzing
The Drunkard's Strut
Bouncing off the drug-store window
Mom called the cops

He fought his demons
Shanghaied
He'd come to in the brig
Sorry he ever left the sea

The bats chasing bugs
In the street-light
Mohawk Movie neon
Red and green
Blinks out...

Close the window on the screen
Silently down the hall
Twenty-five watt bulb
Barely hits the high ceiling

Click...

About This Poem

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About the Author

Region, Country: New York State - USA, USA

Favorite Poets: Poe

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Comments

I don't know where this came from..

But it's vivid, raucous and full of life., The sounds of the street come to life, in this portrait of a slice of street life. And the ending, inspired..
( I can just see that guy ambling up the street...wow)

Thank you..

Chris.

thanks chris...

I appreciate your kindness. my hometown of Amsterdam, ny, was at that point, a boom town. we had one of the premier rug companies in the usa. many glove factories and knitting mills. there were barges going up and down the river, trains delivering people and goods. those nights with my mom in the 2nd floor window, even the winter nights, were where my love for people-watching was born.
thanks again, ~ Gee.

Dearest Bro

I felt, saw and smelt it, it really is that good

Im speechless and you know that doesnt happen often

Applause, this is real sweat and tears poetry with a touch of love x

Brilliant write Bro

Love and higgliest bugs Sis xxx

sorry I havent

Been able to reply as I would like. It takes way to long on my phone and I am in the hospital. I have been too sick to do much on my computer. There have been very few days to much at all. I kept thinking that I could beat this all by myself and yesterday found that I couldn't. I apologise. This has taken me so long that my phone is dying and I have no charger so will do better when reunited with my computer. Love and higgest bugs Bro

Get well soon geezer...

Hope you're back on feet (and bike ) soon ;) - remember - hospitals can make for great inspiration, even though they may seem gloomy, and a pen and pad never run out of battery..

Take it easy.

Chris.

Been home...

a few days now and feeling much better. No cigarettes for a month now. I'm sure that is going to help! Thanks for the well wishes. ~ Gee.

Hi Geeze

I was going to point out a few typos but since this was posted via phone I'll keep my mouth shut. Were I to try to post using a fone it wuld likely loo like this lol. Get yourself well asap.........stan

Not sure where...

my typos are. Maybe you could point them out? ~ Gee.

Love this,

Love this, it's real and alive. Regards Roscoe....

It was my...

intention that it be real and alive and I'm glad that it appears so. This is some of what I remember from the summer of ten. Still vivid and clear after all these years. Thanks, ~ Gee.

terse realism

Awesome!
everyone flips their stories
writes their shots they recollect
connect the dots
loved this for being so vividly
differently descript
from the usual
stretching in venues

Thank U!

Saying it again...

I have learned much from you and your terse, concise descriptions of emotion and scenes. I see these memories through the eyes and mind of myself; like a recording or home made movie shown on the blank wall or a sheet. Thank you for the inspiration. ~ Gee.