Swank back,
swing arse
girls of glass.
Don't pass them
in the street,
stilletoed feet...
three neat,
kohl-eyed,
black lashed
Saturday morning spenders
for the jive dive
swinging rhyme
gin and lime,
drink sublime
hot time
in the old town tonight.
Sally Plumb
Glad you liked my Pictures poem Sally. I was only three years old in 1957 but remember hearing my parents talking about them out dancing etc.Like me going back in time can bring some good memories. Love the style of this poem. I see you wrote this nearly three years ago, it sounds really new and fresh!
55 the time of jive crepe sole shoes an a pint of mild, hot time in the old town tonight. thje poem is alive...regards
A great write, i remember my nights out. Good times. A great poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
That takes me back, just finishing my National Service and going in to Norwich to see the lads and have some fun