Free Poetry Contest
Free Love Poems \
Let the drummers beat their 'skins'.
Strum the guitars, in a smokey
coffee house, where there he stands,
the sunglass wearing groom. He is
out of sight in black and white.
Fellow hipsters arise from the
floor, as his kitten bride is
walked in on bongo drummed
accompaniment. The Poet welcomes
the two, as they meet Center Stage.
As soft Jazzy music fills the
air, a poem is read in exchange
for vows. Soon two become
one, ater a kiss is exchanged,
and poems are read.
There we have it, a Beatnik Wedding.
? By mrwrite53 On 3/21/2014 11:47:45 PM
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