From three years ago.




Barstool Villanelle

As Frampton sang, baby, I love your ways.
I love your brash jokes and your wicked smile:
you make my heart melt; you gladden my days.

The Stopped Clock jukebox relentlessly plays
classic rock ballads, and the beer tastes vile:
but I come here because I love your ways.

As you bring booze to the habitués
(each day behind the bar you walk a mile),
you make my heart melt, you gladden my days.

With one hand, you can balance barroom trays
laden with dozens of drinks. Yes, you've got style!
You're fresh and funny and I love your ways.

Your face entices and your eyes amaze,
and when you dance to Patsy, you beguile!
You make my heart melt, you gladden my days.

Before your feet, I strew petals of praise:
you outshine any empress of the Nile!
How many ways I've found to love your ways:
you make my heart melt; you gladden my days.





Poetry by Thomas D The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2020-01-20 at 12:41

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Kathy Lockhart The PoetBay support member heart!
This is precious. I love the flow. It's so dreamy. Beautifully done, as usual.
2020-01-20


Katniss
You make my heart melt!
I love your ways!
Nice indeed😀
2020-01-20


liz munro The PoetBay support member heart!
A very refreshing read
It's nice and easy flows
like a gentle river

I really like this
2020-01-20