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Cpat Hair
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0 posted 2002-09-17 04:27 PM



It’s been raining for 4 days now
And Iambe has been working
In the shop instead of outside
As is her preference.

Doors thrown open
So she doesn’t feel confined
She lay under Ben’s old grain truck
Putting the drive shaft back in
With the new u-joints replacing
The ones he twisted out
While trying to get through the mud
With that half load of wet corn
He needed to save

Hell, all the farmers around here
Needed to save

My old pickup rolled to a squishy halt
In the track beside the drive
And I got out trying to stretch 1000 miles
Out of kinked bones and gristle
Before she looked up.

She didn’t smile or wave,
Just turned back to wiping her wrenches down
Waiting for me to walk out and tell her how it had gone
And me wanting to find a soft place that didn’t move
To park my butt for a while
Before I cleaned the road off me.

I walked in the house,
Grabbed a couple cold ones
And made my way to the shop where she now stood
Looking out the door, waiting it seemed,
And unusually distracted.

Handing her one of the beers
I bent over and pecked her cheek
“good to see you still have all your fingers”
I said when I had swallowed my first drink.

“Sorry to see you haven’t gotten any better looking” she replied,
then took a drink  and turned to walk back in the shop,
but reached out slightly and touched my hand.

“Got to make it back over the B-bar-H tomorrow
Heard he was selling his stock
And I might be able to pick up a job hauling them”
I told her when I had finished my beer and tossed the bottle
Into the 55 gallon barrel she had there for trash.

She looked at me with solemn eyes
That were more grey than anything
And said nothing.

“I’m going to shower.” I said
and began the trek to the house
just as it started to rain again
when she called me.
I turned to see her following me
Sans the overalls

We took our shower in the yard
Letting the rain that was 4 weeks too late
to save the crops or pasture
flood away our lonely
as standing face to face
I remembered why it thundered
when I touched her.


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the_loner_23
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1 posted 2002-09-17 04:28 PM


Send the rain back to Florida. Good poem

Cold hands means a warm heart

Sunshine
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2 posted 2002-09-17 04:30 PM



It is always good to see a whisper of Iambe now and then...and this was certainly no exception.

An excellent job, done only as you can...

Enchantress
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Canada eh.
3 posted 2002-09-17 04:34 PM


We took our shower in the yard
Letting the rain that was 4 weeks too late
to save the crops or pasture
flood away our lonely
as standing face to face
I remembered why it thundered
when I touched her.
-------------------------------------------
Well I sure am glad this drought is over Ron!
I've been waiting for another lambe story...
and this one sure didn't disappoint me
in any way!
Excellent as always...
and...love the ending.
~Hugs~

~ Time has cast a spell on you
  So you won't ever forget me ~

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Deep in the heart
4 posted 2002-09-17 05:14 PM


This is just a beautiful piece and I love it you rascal

Fool, said my Muse to me, look in thy heart and write.

serenity blaze
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5 posted 2002-09-17 05:29 PM


You had to wonder why it thundered?

mmm. mmm. I think not.

Celebrating the return of Iambe'! Beautiful.

Janet Marie
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6 posted 2002-09-17 07:03 PM


And I got out trying to stretch 1000 miles
Out of kinked bones and gristle
Before she looked up.


She didnnt smile or wave,
Just turned back to wiping her wrenches down
Waiting for me to walk out and tell her how it had gone
And me wanting to find a soft place that didn't move
To park my butt for a while
Before I cleaned the road off me.
=============================
Handing her one of the beers
I bent over and pecked her cheek
"good to see you still have all your fingers"
I said when I had swallowed my first drink.

"Sorry to see you haven"t gotten any better looking" she replied,

then took a drink  and turned to walk back in the shop,
but reached out slightly and touched my hand.
====================================
She looked at me with solemn eyes
That were more grey than anything
And said nothing.

"I'm going to shower." I said
and began the trek to the house
just as it started to rain again
when she called me.
I turned to see her following me
Sans the overalls

We took our shower in the yard
Letting the rain that was 4 weeks too late
to save the crops or pasture
flood away our lonely
as standing face to face
I remembered why it thundered
when I touched her.

=============================

Ahhh the chemistry..the repertoire ..
I felt the thunder rolling in the slow burn of this...me thinks it twas the lightening flashing at the end...
yeah...I felt the heat
TY for endulging the moth Poet Sir
Iambe is special to many of us...
and ya know...as I was reading this...it came to mind...that this is just begging to be prose or fiction piece..
Let Iambe have her way with your pen.
Think of all she could do unrestrained ...no verses to hold her back



Sunshine
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7 posted 2002-09-17 07:29 PM



Taking what our Queen Moth said, but I would like to see it become epic...Homer had the right idea...

and so do you!

Martie
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8 posted 2002-09-17 11:00 PM


Ron

Another ride into the remarkable and real of your imagination.  Love the Lambe!

bsquirrel
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9 posted 2002-09-25 06:21 PM


Ah, so this is a series? What I have been missing!

Grey eyes.

Sunshine
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10 posted 2002-09-25 08:43 PM



BSQ...do a search on Iambe.  
You will be most pleasantly surprised!

wranx
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11 posted 2002-09-25 09:22 PM


Been readng this Iambe of yours, Quite a gal.
And each chapter, a solid tale.
A great concept!


~Ed

Paddy
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12 posted 2002-09-26 11:31 AM


Sort of short story time hey? I love it. Thanks for sharing.

I guess one becomes content with one’s poetry when one opens the book ten years hence and does NOT exclaim, “Did I really write this?”

bsquirrel
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13 posted 2002-09-26 02:21 PM


Ah,
now understanding everything they have seen
(as from your pen),
this is all the sweeter,
all the sexier.

Excellent, Ron.
They've found a home here.

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