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Neopoet Random Challenge # 16

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Late Night Munchies... [Random Challenge #16]

Hand full of peanuts
an ear for the blues
a glass of aged whiskey
and a mind full of you

Shuffle foot tunes
the memories clear
your sweet voice singing
low and sincere

Dusky voiced, lusting
come sing to me,
don't use the word love,
you will never get free

Call my name sweet woman
let's go to a place,
we've been there before,
There, we'll be safe

About This Poem

Last Few Words: Listening to Buddy Guy playing the blues. I came across this one, and just had to trim it and polish it up.

Style/Type: Structured: Western

Review Request Direction: What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
How does this theme appeal to you?
How was the beginning/ending of the poem?

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft

About the Author

Region, Country: New York State - USA, USA

Favorite Poets: Poe, Emily Dickenson, Robert Frost, Shakespeare, and many of the poets here at Neopoet.

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Candlewitch

Candlewitch

3 years ago

dear Geezer,

No good women, always picking (can you find another word for picking?)
fingers hold ivory picks or (fingers flow with hot licks)?

I love how easy you make it look you really do impress!!! favorite lines cannot be picked. as they all are so great!

*hugs & thanks, Cat
ever, eddy

Geezer

Geezer

3 years ago

Now...

I want you to see what happened after I posted this!
I thought that it didn't post, because I was directed to the page that tells you that you haven't passed the 23d hour and can't post it yet. I then went back and put the piece away. Went back to check and see if I had made a correction and found just the very last line left on my notebook! Oh shit, I somehow erased it! I thought that I would try to recapture some of what I had written [it being somewhat fresh in my mind]. I knew that it wasn't going to be exactly the same, [it never is]. But, I still had some lines that I was playing with. Soooo. I went back and tried to recreate it! I did what I thought was a pretty fair job! I then came back to see if I could post the new one. Guess what? The first one had posted! Now, I have another poem that if I had switched it for this one, a lot of people wouldn't notice! I will let this one set for a while and then post the other one alongside or under it, to see what you like better! ~ Hugs, Geez.
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Geezer

Geezer

3 years ago

I loved...

that tune so much as a kid that I think my mom threw it away after a delegation of neighbors came to the door. LoL
I was listening to the blues as I composed this morning. Yeah, the blues at 8:30 am or thereabouts! If you like; check out the album I was listening to. Slow Blues and Ballads/ The Best Slow Blues Songs Ever vol 2

Geez.
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Candlewitch

Candlewitch

3 years ago

thanks!

I will do that!!!

*hugs, Cat

p.s.

we've got J.H.'s greatest hits, steve plays it every now and again

Geezer

Geezer

3 years ago

I want you...

to know that I considered your suggestion and decided to leave as is, because of several considerations. It was a valid suggestion and well recieved. ~ Geez.
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Geezer

Geezer

3 years ago

Memories...

it isn't possessive. The memories are clear, not the memory's clearness. I am not as love with this as when I first posted it; it seems out of balance and ragged. I think that tomorrow I will post the other one. ~ Geez.
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