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too much rain for romance
not every streetcar is named Desire.
this one is headed up Hollywood boulevard where the
celluloid only crackles in black&white & love comes cheap.
if you can call it love.
meet me in the bar, Doll, the whiskey is smooth & older than
yesterday’s dreams. the music will hide us from the troubled
night, where the stars fall after the rain.
the girl on the softly lit stage knows how to ship out a sad
song, she was born in that lonely place. we can dance slow
while I memorize your eyes through the smoke & taste the
red on your lips. & I promise not to waylay you with poems
about amour, they don’t translate into that language.
when you go, baby, I won’t try to stop you; you’re a love story
that hasn’t been scripted yet, you’re a good girl who likes bad
things. there’s a Bogart at the Chelsea hotel waiting to write
odes to the pretty mistakes in your past.
darlin’, you couldn’t be more dangerous if you carried a Glock
between your legs.
a dame like you, with a body like that? you won’t have to light
your own cigarette or slap down a 2-dollar bill for a cocktail.
you’ll always find a bed that’s not lonely,
and a man that is.
best advice I ever got, I found in a fortune cookie:
when it comes to love, you’re gonna lose in the long run.
just don’t do it all at once…
(Art: George Hurrell)
Published 5th May 2016
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Anonymous
5th May 2016 7:08pm
Sir John, how this reminded me of someone I adore and I further adored these lines...
"you’re a good girl who likes bad
things. there’s a Bogart at the Chelsea hotel waiting to write
odes to the pretty mistakes in your past"
With love always - Taryn xoxo
"you’re a good girl who likes bad
things. there’s a Bogart at the Chelsea hotel waiting to write
odes to the pretty mistakes in your past"
With love always - Taryn xoxo
5th May 2016 9:48pm
If a hundred stories could be made into whiskey this would be that drink... wow, so many unbelievably great lines
Ahhh . . . Love the write and the life's lessons embedded
within the confines of this great piece of writing, John.
"the whiskey is smooth & older than yesterday’s dreams,"
and that is a big ole you betcha.!
within the confines of this great piece of writing, John.
"the whiskey is smooth & older than yesterday’s dreams,"
and that is a big ole you betcha.!
6th May 2016 4:06am
John love the feel of your poems..
they entrance and seduce..
with lines like this..
"darlin’, you couldn’t be more dangerous if you carried a Glock
between your legs"
strong poetry Sir..
love Crim
"
they entrance and seduce..
with lines like this..
"darlin’, you couldn’t be more dangerous if you carried a Glock
between your legs"
strong poetry Sir..
love Crim
"
6th May 2016 7:59am
6th May 2016 9:34am
"you’re a love story
that hasn’t been scripted yet, you’re a good girl who likes bad
things. there’s a Bogart at the Chelsea hotel waiting to write
odes to the pretty mistakes in your past."
A Bogart is a bad thing I wouldn't like if he's with a Verita...I'd rather not have his words then.
that hasn’t been scripted yet, you’re a good girl who likes bad
things. there’s a Bogart at the Chelsea hotel waiting to write
odes to the pretty mistakes in your past."
A Bogart is a bad thing I wouldn't like if he's with a Verita...I'd rather not have his words then.
Anonymous
6th May 2016 6:14pm
Whaaatttt... You like
slicing me open to
exposure lmao!
[when you go, baby, I won’t try to stop you; you’re a love story
that hasn’t been scripted yet, you’re a good girl who likes bad ]
Baby
slicing me open to
exposure lmao!
[when you go, baby, I won’t try to stop you; you’re a love story
that hasn’t been scripted yet, you’re a good girl who likes bad ]
Baby
6th May 2016 6:22pm
If there was only one person allowed to tell the tale of humanity, I would choose you.
Love how you describe so well without passing judgement
Love how you describe so well without passing judgement
7th May 2016 9:50pm
A melancholy noir from a lonely man. He'll find a doll for those Hollywood nights if there's any justice.
"darlin’, you couldn’t be more dangerous if you carried a Glock
between your legs."
Sounds like she's worth the risk to me. Just pack your own heat and you'll be fine.
"darlin’, you couldn’t be more dangerous if you carried a Glock
between your legs."
Sounds like she's worth the risk to me. Just pack your own heat and you'll be fine.
8th May 2016 1:19am
'I promise not to waylay you with poems
about amour, they don’t translate into that language. '
I promise, this is gorgeous.
about amour, they don’t translate into that language. '
I promise, this is gorgeous.
10th May 2016 5:02am
Ah those daring eyes! You capture her essence magnificently with this seductive ink.... - leave a little of that muse wine for me to sip on too. :) warmly, blue angel
