New Orleans, La.

Ever'thing, Floetry

NOLA rhymes flow upwards in gutters’ miasmic outgassing;
Passing strange, this mangy memory that follows me home:
“Mom, can I keep her?”
A cur, true, but beautiful, broken bodied, bright with teeth,
A new belief brings old lies to their knees.
Pleading my case before anyone who’ll listen, nola contendere.

6 thoughts on “New Orleans, La.”

kvennarad

December 15, 2011 at 5:38 am Reply

Ouch. Pun. 🙂

I write a lot about NOLA. Never been there but kinda got stuff by osmosis from someone I care about.

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1. freddyflow
  
  December 15, 2011 at 12:57 pm Author Reply
  
  You gotta go. Like the poem says, rhymes outgas from fetid sewers. Creativity, madness, joie de vivre all mixed into one.
  
  sorry about the pun, can’t help it, I’m a sucker for a pun’s sucker punch…
  
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MJ, Nonstepmom

December 16, 2011 at 5:20 am Reply

Loved this – love Nola (used it for my stepdaughter’s blog name!). So glad you found my blog, I cant wait to read more from you

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1. freddyflow
  
  December 16, 2011 at 12:52 pm Author Reply
  
  Thanks! And hey, you’re not evil after all! Don’t listen to what that stepchild’s tellin’ you…ciao for now…
  
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Ocean Ofelia

May 12, 2012 at 5:09 pm Reply

NOLA is great for alot of things. I’ve had many an adventure in that dirty wonderland. The thing I like about it, is that it makes no pretense. It is what it is.

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1. freddyflow
  
  May 13, 2012 at 10:43 am Author Reply
  
  yes, it’s all out there, no holding back…
  
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