Showing posts with label poet. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poet. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 20, 2020

The Doorman Poem by Haoui Montauk

Excuse me excuse me

Who is in charge here I mean who has the guest list I must be on it I am personal friends with just about anybody you ever heard of Just check the list And I am sure that you will find my name Why isn't anyone talking to me Can somebody go get the manager I am not used to being treated like this Chains usually open when people see me walking down the street What is wrong with this club anyway Why are you letting that asshole in And not even looking at me Who do you think you are What is the owner's name Give me his phone number We'll straighten this out soon enough How come this big guy is standing right next to me Here I am trying to be polite and peaceful And just try and get the free entrance that me and my friends deserve And first you ignore me Then you send this bruiser over to flex his muscles What kinda place is this anyway Hey you, the skinny one with the list I am getting angry now Just get over here and talk to me Do you want to keep your job? - Haoui Montaug (1952-1991)

Thursday, July 9, 2015

Saturday, February 1, 2014

Walk Away Rene Don't Run

From a peaceful resting place near the water Rene was a youth born to run from the Acushnet River Run to Boston in 1964 to be wild It was a good time to be young

Walk Away Rene Don't Run

Down to New York Down to be someone Down with Warhol Down with the scene

Walk Away Rene Don't Run

He spoke in poetry He helped people to fame He was loved by many Many loved him back

Walk Away Rene Don't Run

His words were sweet His words were harsh He survived his hardness Without ever becoming too hard

Walk Away Rene Don't Run

The artist aged a gentleman His mind remained a keen 15 He was a runaway at heart They never go home

Walk Away Rene Don't Run

Your friends are close at hand

Walk Away Rene Don't Run

There is no God with a revolver.

Rene Ricard was also involved with the AVATAR, Boston's hippie newspaper.

I have a copy of it somewhere.

Probably stashed with my last jar of Quaaludes.

I didn't know Rene well, but he made me laugh and I love anyone who can tell a good story.

To hear DON'T WALK AWAY RENEE by the Left Banke, please go to the following URL

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6uqBTzfcIk4