A Dancing, Twirling Girl

A dancing, twirling girlCaught up in the bedglowFree from the concernsA proper lady to surely knowChamber chorus versus JazzShe couldn’t guess where I’d beThat’s what kept us apartImprovisational styles she couldn’t seeCocktails in the early afternoonShe liked her whiskey neatA traditional, proper beautyBut couldn’t meet when it came to the sheetsStriking poses within silhouettesAdmittedly swooningContinue reading “A Dancing, Twirling Girl”

We’re Doing Our Best

  We’re doing our best Within the grime of the trenches Unfathomable hours away Never enough; turn those wrenches What about those left at home Toiling away within lonely hours Waiting at the foot of the bed Their hearts slowly turing dour But we’ll find a way Surely an answer will come soon Then we’llContinue reading “We’re Doing Our Best”

Tisk Tisk, Mr. Smith

Tisk tisk, Mr. Smith She slapped her hand with the pointer Looking up, I see she’s stern I stand, wishing to anoint her I am commanded to about face I’ve committed an infraction Taking stock of my flesh She swoons in satisfaction But I’m returned to my kitchen Now pouring a cup of Lady GreyContinue reading “Tisk Tisk, Mr. Smith”