Honky Tonk Girls (Augusts poem I was playing a 50s tune when Stevie J showed up with his bass guitar and bottle of beer our audience of women grinning ear to ear and doubling in number again and again and tapping their toes to the dancing rhythms And it makes me wonder if you saw them dressed in their sober jackets and sensible shoes, the colourful blouses and skirts, tracky-daks and worn down sneakers, jumpers and jeans each leaving their homes at separate times to arrive in town aboard a bus or train, to drive themselves or use a walking frame before them met here quite by chance and bring this car park verandah to life our blood rushing young through our veins .... Were Martins honky tonk girls Pat laughs and like a man shrugging his shoulders when he loses a bet, the damp morning air turned blue and the colour of the sun set fire to this west side of town ....
Posted on: Sat, 19 Oct 2013 00:38:59 +0000
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