Geezer

Jul 02, 2022 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

This poem is part of the contest:

Summertime Blues... July Monthly Contest

A low and ragged voice
slid down the alley dim
It cupped his lonely ears
and it called to him

Her voice hit all the low notes
the double-bass was thrummin'
He saw her slow and sultry look
He thought that she was somethin'

She gave a little smile to him
as he crossed the floor
just a bit of promise there
and maybe something more

She sipped her drink with lucious lips
posed for him alone
He sucked it up and spent his wad
thought he would take her home

Then last call came down the bar
She sang "A Kiss Is Just A Kiss"
Her gaze was looking through him
he saw something that he'd missed

The bartender blowing kisses
and he felt quite the fool
She'd played him like a guitar
strumming the "Summertime Blues!"

About This Poem

Last Few Words: Listened to some down and dirty blues with guitar and piano for this one!

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 - 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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Comments

Candlewitch

2 years 12 months ago

LOL, just exactly who and what were you listening too? it gave you superb inspiration! the timing is just fine, it reads smoothly. the beginning of this poem is the bait, and you set the hook with it. my favorite lines are:

Her voice hit all the low notes
the double-bass was thrummin'
He saw her slow and sultry look
He thought that she was somethin'

Great work, Geez! Cat

Geezer

2 years 12 months ago

Thank you...

I was looking for ladies singing the blues and came across a few from the 1920' and 30's, and while they didn't give me the voice I wanted and the music was a little fast, they did give me some teriffic lyrics! Some titles included: Dangerous Blues,
by Alice Leslie Carter, Do What You Did Last Night - Alice Clinton. I Want Plenty Grease In My Fryin' Pan - Margret Carter and When I Go Your Good Thing Goin' Too by Josephine Carter. Some of the lyrics were very racy and suggestive! I combined the ideas from the lyrics with the slower softer sounds of guitar and piano instrumentals, and Voila! Sometimes, it's necessary to take from one scene and mix with others to get what you want! I got what I wanted in this one, but was constrained a little by the parameters of six stanzas. I could have gone on for a couple more. Thanks for the read and comments. ~ Geez.
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Rosewood Apothecary

2 years 12 months ago

Superb

Excellent job. Fix nothing. I love this story. Excellent twist at the end.

Great job,
Tim

Geezer

2 years 12 months ago

This is...

The product of a couple of hours work. I did some research on female blues singers of the 20's and 30's and as I told Cat,
I got what I wanted by combining some music, lyrics and a vision in my head. Glad you liked the twist-ending! ~ Geez.
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Rosewood Apothecary

2 years 12 months ago

I’m going to check out those artists

I’m a musicologist. I have no choice. In 12 hours I’ll be seeing the current incarnation of the Grateful Dead. Best lyrics ever.

Geezer

2 years 12 months ago

Absolutely!...

on both counts. I have only been to a "Dead" concert once, many years ago, but the music is top-notch and you are right, the lyrics are sublime! Have a great time at the concert. I hope we get a poem out of this! ~ Geez.
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RoseBlack

2 years 12 months ago

Those flirty singers...

Great inspiration transformed into a great write. As always the flow was spot on and the visual excellent. I think I could smell the cigarette smoke and hear the singer's voice as she enticed her most captive audience. Great read.

Geezer

2 years 12 months ago

Thank you...

I don't know why, but those women have always intriqued me. Maybe because I have a vision of them as a more modern version of the sirens from the classical tales of the Greek-Roman days. But their voices always get me; low throaty, vibrating
with a touch of plaintivness come here thing. Thanks for the read and comments. ~ Geez.
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