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  • The Boogie Woogie Lovers

    As Sundays ’fore, he once again,
    be pickin’ them wild roses.
    He donned his best in hand-me-downs
    an’ pocketed supposes.

    He squared himself, took stock and stance,
    what needin’s an’ obligin’s.
    Laced up his boots with balin’ twine,
    enhancin’ his horizons.

    Rehearsed awhile in courtin’ talk,
    like Bogart in that movie.
    An’ practiced he, his dancin’ moves
    to Pinetop's Boogie Woogie.

    He mounted proud his trusty mule,
    rode bareback into evenin’.
    A whistlin’ some an’ croonin’ too;
    tonight, she’ll be receivin’.

    When saw her there, a sat her porch
    where she be sweet an’ charmin’.
    A patchwork dress an’ ribbons frayed,
    an’ bangles, she be wearin’.

    An’ them to take an’ stomp the porch,
    don’ boogied ’till they weary.
    They kissed goodnight when he to home
    an’ they all sad an’ teary.

    An’ them to wait another week
    ’till Sunday’s eve proposes.
    When once again sat proud his mule
    with a bunch of wild red roses.

  • #2
    an pocketed supposes- what a great line-Ilove the way you tell stories and the language you use

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    • Tony Grannell
      Tony Grannell commented
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      Hello Parkinsonspoet, So kind of you to respond and it is very much appreciated. Regards, Tony.

  • #3
    Great story teller Tony! Thoroughly enjoyed this.

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    • Tony Grannell
      Tony Grannell commented
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      Hello AlexandratheLate, I am very happy that you enjoyed this one so and I do thank you very much for your lovely response. Regards, Tony.

  • #4
    Courting days with boogie woogie accompaniment - a delightful pairing for this spinning!

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    • Tony Grannell
      Tony Grannell commented
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      Hello RhymeLovingWriter, A bit of boogie woogie and a kiss on the porch, heaven. I do thank you so very much. Regards, Tony.

  • #5
    Tony Grannell your words dance across the page like a Chuck Berry tune. Rock and roll and boogie woogie Tony. Bottoms up!

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    • Tony Grannell
      Tony Grannell commented
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      Hello Bobby, Just after reading, he passed away. Now there's a man who could boogie. Thank you very much. Regards, Tony.

  • #6
    Tony, you have such a lyrical style, and romantic soul, which never ceases to come through, in each melodic, poetic piece you conceive.

    I always marvel at your work!

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    • Tony Grannell
      Tony Grannell commented
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      Hello DWAYNE, What a lovely response, I am thrilled, really. Most kind of you indeed and it is very much appreciated. Regards, Tony.

  • #7
    I love this. It put me in mind of a late Uncle, a bachelor farmer, who tried in vain to win the hand of the local nurse. He would get tidied up and call on her with much hope in his heart but to no avail. Just lovely.

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    • Tony Grannell
      Tony Grannell commented
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      Hello mooneyblack, Your poor uncle, what a sad story. Would have made a great marriage. Nurse and farmer, two noble vocations. I do thank you so very much. Regards, Tony. P.S. Did she wed another?

    • mooneyblack
      mooneyblack commented
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      @TonyGrannell it is amazing the memories that a poem can evoke. Neither of them ever wed; she cared for her mother and he remained a bachelor farmer, living with his mother. I think she enjoyed being wooed but farm life would not have suited her. Thanks for stirring the memories Tony. Karen
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