Open Poetry #49 |
Lavalier |
Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
It wasn't my wavy hair, slender build, or even my matched pair of pale blue eyes that drew her to me. No, not those things. Just my drop-top Radio Flyer. She said so. We were both at that magical age where explorations were filled with mysterious discoveries. Pulling her around like a rickshaw boy had its advantages. It kept us close enough to become familiar. Very familiar, in so many unfamiliar ways. She said so. Eventually, our sojourns became longer, and later was the hour of return. Her folks were tripping over brass rails nightly, so they didn't seem to mind at all. Though time went its way, we two stuck together, trading the Radio in for a ride. “Wayward Wind” played on the local and we caught the breeze in our souls. She said so. Soon there were engagements with some looking for themselves, as they would say. The ride had room and looked rather appealing, as did she and I. It wasn't quite like those days of “Radio Flyer” anymore. We were 'tried and true and knew just what to do' to make them comfy and talkative. I know. She said so. Backpacks can hold strange cargo if you know how to pack them, not to mention a Samsonite or an old carpetbag. Funny thing. At the time, they didn't seem to mind. We two learned long ago how very different we were, yet that difference is what made us both the same. I know. She said so. After many Rides and many years of listening to her explaining things to me, I wanted to do something really special for her. After all, she was now a woman of impeccable taste and so deserving of my every affection. So I had this magnificent custom lavalier made for her and placed it lovingly around her neck. Funny thing. She never said how she liked it. Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! [This message has been edited by Mr Martini (11-18-2015 09:06 PM).] |
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shalisadefa Member
since 2009-08-13
Posts 114 |
I was almost literally screeming "oh nooooooo" out loud, when I realized I had fallen into your poetical trap, you're an evil master mind. Guess the lavalier was a little too tight around the neck huh? I said so. (if this post comes in twice, blame it on the rain) |
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rainyday Member Posts 304 Heartland USA |
I found this sort of 'Hitchcocky' yes, could have been an episode. rainyday J |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
"you're an evil master mind". I know you and I are going to get along famously shalisadefa. Famously. My dear rainyday. My agent will get the ringer fired up just as soon as the studio can unhitch Alfred's "______". I always had difficulty filling in blanks, have you? Au Revoir my lovelys Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
You caught me in your web of words as well, sir. Unfamiliar with the word lavalier, I assumed I would discern the meaning through context. That I did indeed at the very last moment. By then I had felt save enough to put down my ten ft pole. I am such a fool! ~L |
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Pete_W Member Posts 185 Scotland (UK) |
I had to look up Lavalier which lead me through lava lamps, past Lavalier to Louise de la Valliere and I'm afraid I walked right into your trap at the end |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
Mr Pete and dear Lori Rhoden, Regarding my "Lavalier", they are often known as a brooch, which is a more western description I suppose. I never liked that word. It sounds harsh, appears to be lOOking at you and makes a pucker that is unattractive when enunciating. If you're wanting more from it, just add an 'e' on the end. My omission of it was intentional. Some things I like to call my own. Au Revoir Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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Pete_W Member Posts 185 Scotland (UK) |
I thoroughly enjoyed the journey your poem set me on, now I have a new word to use |
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Constance Member
since 2001-07-28
Posts 393Ohio |
Oh, Mr. M, lavaliere is such a wonderful word! I wish I had thought to use it in one of my ditties. This poem was so well crafted. You pulled us all along in that wagon, you rascal! I've become a huge fan of yours- from a distance of course! Smiles as always, cee |
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Ticklefingers Senior Member Posts 710 Louisiana |
Quite a surprise ending to a most entertaining read Mr. Martini! 88's friend She told me "play one for your supper Danny and maybe you'll get breakfast". |
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