Friday, April 9, 2010

WATTLE AND DOUB

napowrimo#9...using 12 prompt words (in red)...words from old poem that did not pan out (IN CAPITALS)...something that tastes terrible and sound that makes me happy.



WATTLE AND DOUB

it was shabby chic
somewhere along Queen Street
winter 1967
looking for a massage parlor
or a jug of Johnny Walker
a neon sign flickered
Wattle and Doub
or was it Doubt
I limped in anyways
DOWN SOME WOODEN STAIRS
drunk
knotted muscles hurting
on bruise control
tripping
on some slimy octopus
entering some fringe festival of poets
Becky Strum writing thoughts of you
in her scholarly tome
Ginsberg with his jar of Johnny Walker
Kerouac with his pail of soup
we started to party
it was all good
except the horific swamp soup
so we danced all nite
sweet jazz
to Moe Kaufmann's Swinging Shepherd Blues
clearing the track for Eddie Shack


.....NOTE....Eddie "clear the track" Shack played for 1967 Leafs...his last year in Toronto and the LAST time LEAFS won Stanley Cup

5 comments:

flaubert said...

Wayne,
What time did you post this? I have been looking for your post.This is great! Love it!
Pamela

Wayne Pitchko said...

I pĂ´sted it at 10.30 pm Mountain daylight

SarahJane said...

Nice one, Wayne. Very amusing. I like "bruise control."

pieceofpie said...

oh what an adventure wayne... writers and beatniks all in a ramblin row winking at whiskey... yeah!!! didn't get around much last night so cruisin thru now... glad i did!!! curtain call

SweetTalkingGuy said...

Nicely Wayne, I had some horrible soup too!