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coyote Senior Member
since 2001-03-17
Posts 1077 |
"freeze outs" players disregard names and smoke as card games go for broke I’m eating my pumpkin pie and cream absorbing high bids and nicotine as meeting vibrations drown the main fleeting conversations flood the brain "too rich for my blood" folds a hand of five card stud "jokers and one-eyed jacks are wild" a dealer cracks carney style ladies chatter babies cry small feet patter passing by as the crowd swells oh, the smells of home-cooked food still puts me in an eating mood longer and longer we stay until sleep pulls us away breathing on the break of day winter’s grip seemed less intense after such a "gathering" experience whenever I become a ghost I think I'll haunt "freeze outs" the most. "I hate quotes, they suck!" I.G. Norance [This message has been edited by coyote (edited 04-18-2001).] |
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Krawdad Member Elite
since 2001-01-03
Posts 2597 |
Fun read, coyote! Reminds me a bit of some college dorm card games that went on and on and on . . . Krawdad |
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coyote Senior Member
since 2001-03-17
Posts 1077 |
Hey, Thanks Kraw. When I was a kid our small community used to get together for Poker/Bingo "freeze outs", one or two times during the winter months. Nobody does it anymore, but I've been remembering those times and people a lot lately. I would always sit at the poker tables watching my grampa, uncle and dad. The term "freeze out" comes from those days when wood & coal was used for heat, and they literally froze out eventually. lol Anyway, thanks for reading and relating to something that has meaning to a sentimental old fool. "I hate quotes, they suck!" |
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Member Patricius
since 2000-08-30
Posts 11132San Juan, Puerto Rico |
I enjoyed the read and your explanation of what a freeze out was interesting. It lets me peek into your life and how it used to be. Very dif. from my city slickin life here in good ol' tropical paradise San Juan Great poem as usual! I was born myself, raised myself, and will continue to be myself. The world will just have to adjust. |
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coyote Senior Member
since 2001-03-17
Posts 1077 |
Thanks for reading, Javier. The town where I now live, is also the town where I grew up. It has a present population of 78. lol Much has changed since the freeze out days. Most of the old timers are gone. But not forgotten. "I hate quotes, they suck!" |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
A most enjoyable read Billy A great poem read well. Maree |
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Swamp¤Faeryie Member
since 2000-12-04
Posts 393fairyland....of course;) |
hehe this was purdy ged pardner!! oop sorry,just made me think of somethin western,dontcha know. Well anyhow,wow i haven't come into the pub for a long while ad lo and behold,one of y favorite poets,bravo i do love your style!! much madness is divinest sense,and much sense the starkest madness~Emily Dickinson |
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Packratmike Senior Member
since 2001-02-25
Posts 632California, USA |
Excellent job coyote. I loved the poem and explanation. Made me wish that I could have been there. Mike |
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Lady In White
since 2001-02-12
Posts 2799USA |
Brings back memories of winter games of euchre, every Saturday night, with the same faces, friendly bets, who could whip out the cards fast enough... and in the distance, the sound of the train would rumble over the iced terrain... thank you. |
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coyote Senior Member
since 2001-03-17
Posts 1077 |
Gees everybody. Thanks for reading. Maree, Sammi, PackratMike & Lady in White. I really appreciate the comments. "The rose, like the cactus flower, protects herself with thorns. We however, impale ourselves on their beauty." |
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laryalee Member
since 2000-06-19
Posts 352Alberta, Canada |
coyote, This is filled with such atmosphere, and your explanation following really tipped the scales. (When I first read it I thought you were one of the players and wasn't quite sure about the pumpkin pie!) Just a super write - your nostalgia came across great! Lary |
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coyote Senior Member
since 2001-03-17
Posts 1077 |
Thanks,Lary. People smoked, laughed, gossiped and thoroughly enjoyed one another's food and company. I believe it was a "holdover" from the homestead era, when neighbors were truly friends who helped, and people actually had time for the living of their lives. Something of a tribal observation I suppose? In the river of history, it is just another raindrop of humanity lost in the blend, but a story I thought worth telling nonetheless. "The rose, like the cactus flower, protects herself with thorns. We however, impale ourselves on their beauty." |
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~DreamChild~ Senior Member
since 2001-04-23
Posts 544in your dreams |
this was fun to read .Thanks for sharing. |
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coyote Senior Member
since 2001-03-17
Posts 1077 |
Thanks for reading, Dream_Child. Your comment is appreciated. "The rose, like the cactus flower, protects herself with thorns. We however, impale ourselves on their beauty." |
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