Open Poetry #47 |
morning brittle and mrs brown |
Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
you can call me melba she whispered and offered the green side of her glances, kind of like the toast she said I am usually brown on both sides and just a little brittle in the middle I do the speedy tan down on 3rd ave when I am not working in my garden making my freckles multiply like any other crackle barrel countessa that does this dawn shift, then she leaned and shared some of her specials for the day with a view of her two breast friends and I said two hundred and twenty one since I had time to count most of them while she southern talked my coffee oh I have thousands of them everywhere but you are an observant stranger anyway like most men are until the morning after well, this is my morning after I replied so I will take some scrambled eggs and bacon and an order of biscuits on the side and for the lady, a strawberry waffle with one of those whip cream smiles some hot cocoa in a taller cup and maybe one of those roses too a handful of those candy kisses would be good in a paper cup with some ice for cool so they stay firmly attentive til later and can you make this all to go please perhaps some more coffee while I am waiting she read me like a short story then sizing me up and down and all around like I was a climbing wall she would use and she was looking for her hand holds which I enjoyed watching in her eyes she brought my order three cups later on had switched me over to decaf she said so my spooning would not get the jitters was up to three hundred and eighty six now as she became more comfortable with her charms and gave me a personal business card said she taught guitar, and acupuncture was ordained to speak on sunday mornings out in azel she said as she showed me brail over her phone number, in case I fell in love she said I could still read her digits said she was a belly to soul salvation girl and everything else in between if needed and did I like my jaguroar, is sounded sexy when I pulled in, yes she said, she had noticed it could have been a roach coach afterward when I unloaded my orders at mikes garage across from the embassy there on west 30 for that broken down couple from tulsa along with a franklin to help with repairs they said god would bless me mysterious as I drove back across the beltway and went up to my suite to watch the game to wait for the change of shift at the barrel and to see if melba would get my message about having all weekend to continue counting ____________ daark (highway series 30 toward ft.worth) [This message has been edited by Dark Stranger (06-14-2011 06:29 AM).] |
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Pilgrimage Member Elite
since 2001-12-04
Posts 3945Texas, USA |
I enjoyed your breakfast adventure. Love the way you dance around the words. Nan (Pilgrim variety) |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
ms nan, thanks lady...if only those cracker barrels could talk... |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
DS...It's been years since I had Melba Toast...now I'm hankering for it. |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
ms martie...I never was partial to it..but I thought she was clever with her reference..thanks little neighbor. |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Fantastic read, dear D.! I sit here smiling at your creativity, which is so rich and creamy ... every line a special savoring. Love, Margherita |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
ms mar...you smile me and bless me with your reads....thank you lady friend |
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Alison
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
Okay, that does it! I want the book. I want to curl up and read your stories, touching them with the tip of my fingers anytime I want them. I want to touch the words and dog ear the pages. I want to write my notes in the margins. I want it and I want it now! So there! !Ali-san! |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
I'm with Ali on this one Dark, I've been waiting on that book for years and would love to hold it in my hands and savor it! |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
ms ali-san..I write on stone usually so the book would be pretty heavy..dog earing would require a jack hammer and you would end up with gravel in your bed...sounds a bit erockic now that I think about it...I will be right over. _____________ ms gs..thank you sweet lady...I guess you would have to just take me...I never did a book since they are so hard to carry on the scoot. |
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Alison
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
Wow! You are a miracle-man. You got Donna-girl out of hiding. I miss her face (as my niece says). A |
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Balladeer
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since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Interesting. As I was reading this piece, I was thinking about how I would love to have a book of your poetry. Then I saw the comments and there were people saying the same thing I was thinking! I don't know if you will ever produce one or not but, if you do, I'll be one of your first customers...and I'm sure thousands of other will be in line with the right publicity. That's always the rub, isn't it??? |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
Deer You make me smile. Maybe when I get out of witness protection I will get it done. Thanks amigo |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Evviva! We must create the critical mass to convince the man, THE POET! |
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