Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE PIANO AT RED'S, by CHARLES BADGER CLARK JR. Poet's Biography First Line: Twas a hole called red's saloon Last Line: Back in red's saloon! Alternate Author Name(s): Clark, Badger Subject(s): Bars & Bartenders; Cowboys; Music & Musicians; Musical Instruments; Pianos; Pubs; Taverns; Saloons | ||||||||
'Twas a hole called Red's Saloon In La Vaca town; 'Twas an old piano there, Blistered, marred and brown, And a man more battered still, Takin's drinks for fees, Played all night from memory On the yellow keys. While the glasses clinked and clashed On the sloppy bar, That piano's dreamy voice Took you out and far, Ridin' old, forgotten trails Underneath the moon, Till you heard a drunken yell Back in Red's Saloon. Whirr of wheel and slap of cards, Talk of loss and gain, Mixed with hum of honey bees Down a sunny lane. Glimpses of your mother's face, Touch of girlish lips Often made you lose your count As you stacked your chips. Scufflin' feet and thud of fists, Curses hot as fire Still the music sang of love, Longin', lost desire, Dreams that never could have been, Joys that couldn't stay While the man upon the floor Wiped the blood away. Then, some way, it followed you, Slept upon your breast, Trailed you out across the range, Never let you rest; And for days and days you'd hum Just one scrap of tune Funny place for music, though, Back in Red's Saloon! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HOUSE OF SILENCE by PHILIP LEVINE SPRING STREET BAR by MEI-MEI BERSSENBRUGGE DISCOVERING THE PHOTOGRAPH OF LLOYD, EARL, AND PRISCILLA by LYNN EMANUEL THE NIGHT MAN AT THE BLUE LITE by LYNN EMANUEL DRAFT OF THE SMOKY LIFE by FORREST GANDER ANY NEWS FROM ALPHA CENTAURI by ANSELM HOLLO A BORDER AFFAIR by CHARLES BADGER CLARK JR. A BAD HALF HOUR by CHARLES BADGER CLARK JR. A COWBOY'S PRAYER (WRITTEN FOR MOTHER) by CHARLES BADGER CLARK JR. |
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