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How I Met Iambe
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How I Met Iambe |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
Tired and sore, The Honky Tonk was At least warm and the stool, Softer that the old saddle I kept swearing I would replace But didn’t, Mainly because I had ridden in it Too long to think about breaking in A new one… Not much crowd, The snow seemed to have kept All the part time wannabe’s at home, So only the hard-core swillers, And those, who like me had No reason to care about the snow, Were there Looking around it was easy to see That I probably should have Just jumped into bed, After I showered. She walked in about 9:30 And gave the room a quick glance Before settling on a stool About 4 over from me. Lord, That bed looked better All the time… Sometimes waking up alone Is the best thing That can ever happen Too bad I don’t listen To my own advice She came over and introduced herself. Iambe is my name and do you dance? Taking another look at her, I knew I was in trouble, but all I could do was answer "No." She laughed When I woke up this morning She was there... We didn't dance to music but she swore she could teach me. Teach me she did, But I still Don't dance. |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
So THAT is how you met this creature! MORE, please.... |
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sodpossom Senior Member
since 2001-06-15
Posts 723N.C |
Very enjoyable read!Loved the ending! |
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Titia Geertman Member Ascendant
since 2001-05-07
Posts 5182Netherlands |
Well you always can get to the dancing some other time, isn't it  Titia A rose is a rose is a rose...I guess... |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
...and so what DID you learn? That's okay, don't answer that. |
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Mother_Earth Senior Member
since 2000-11-20
Posts 13701/2 year Texas & 1/2 year Michigan |
Cpat, that VAS is asking some PERSONAL questions, but I'm all ears and am waiting for the answers too. Love your lambe, ME |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
What Iambe Taught me Iambe’s Lesson Iambe had tried On many occasions To teach me to dance. I never could master The idea Of the music moving Me the way it did her. All I ever got out of it Was sore shins from Her kicking me When I would step On a foot Or stumble And knock into her I did learn from her though. She taught me that night If abandon was embraced Was for more than sleeping, That lace, Was just as seductive Under overalls As a dress. And most of all She taught me that hearts Are both Tough as old leather And as fragile as eggshells Just depends on how you Handle them |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Oh, BTTT.... |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
And this is how I'm meeting her, too. Awesome, Ron. The poem underneath too. Sheesh, I've got some readin' to do!  |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
Two for one. "too bad ignorance isn't painful" |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Ahem. Should you ever come back to see if she still lives... she does. Because I've introduced her to others, just to see how the "family" grew... we miss you. A lot. |
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