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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
Seller’s ridge is a hogback Formed millions of years ago When tectonic plates shifted And what was lying down Was forced to stand upright. Today it runs for about 3 miles Along hwy 53 as you head south Along the east side of Oklahoma And divides narrow valleys Into different worlds. I crossed it on county road K Winding up the sides in a series Of miniature mountain switchbacks Until at the top Between two giant teeth of stone One could stop and peer down. I met her there of all places As she had stopped to take pictures Spending time with tripod and lenses Trying to capture a perfect shot That blended light and shadow To show the true depths Of what she saw. I’d stopped in her field of view And was stretching my legs When she walked over and asked me In a firm but polite way If I would mind moving my eyesore Of an old truck to someplace Less photogenic. If she hadn’t smiled and laughed at me I might have been alright, But the way her eyes took me in And her disarming smile Told me moving the truck Was the least of my worries. I pulled up a few hundred feet , Hiked back to where she was working Found a stone sit down And watched. Lithe in form She filled out the jeans nicely And the faded checkered flannel Couldn’t hide the swell of her. Shaking my head and mumbling I took my eyes to the view Wondering to myself how many Indians and hunters has looked down Thinking this is mine… I heard the click and a crunch of gravel As I turned “Damn you.” she shouted , “Turn around and be still!” “you ruined my picture!” Flustered I turned back to the view But felt my face getting red Half in anger and half embarrassed “You done?” I asked “For now.” She replied. “Where you staying?” she continued “I’ll show you the pictures later if you want to see them.” “I’m not sure I am staying.” I replied She looked at me, tore a cardboard film box Scribbled something on it and handed it to me. “Be there around 8 tonight, I’ll have the pictures” for some reason, I couldn’t find any words so I just nodded and headed for truck On the way down the other side of Seller’s I remembered how to speak And all I could say was “Damn.” ……………………………………………………….. Along the verdant valley far below the ridge Along the winding highway, lies old Bowly’s bridge I used to go there swimming in the summers sun Had me one or two there when we were both too young Can you meet me there at midnight on warm summer eve Were the words promises or are they things we now must grieve You told me that you’d love me and we would find a way To make old Bowly’s our private place to play …………………………………………………………. [This message has been edited by Cpat Hair (02-18-2003 10:52 AM).] |
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Ericc Member Elite
since 2003-01-31
Posts 4178 |
I love poems that transport the reader to a far away place. This one does. Eric |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn |
Yes....Damn. Ed |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Sounds like me after reading you Captain... damn... ~ Trace my body with your words.. |
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scorpio Member Ascendant
since 2002-10-02
Posts 5178right...there |
More than a geology lesson here...I have a feeling things are going to get more interesting... believe in what your heart feels... |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
I remembered how to speak and all I could say was "damn"... got that right. |
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garysgirl 
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
Sounded like he got a different view than she did...LOL  |
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regards2you Member Elite
since 2002-10-01
Posts 3940California |
Of course, like all the others enjoyed the romantic story line. But, also the imagery is so terrific. Especially in the first stanza. Enjoyed much, Pat  ..without surrender, be on good terms with all persons.. |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
Damn, I left this writing wanting so badly to be her. *sigh* Your words move me to another world. Susan |
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1slick_lady Member Ascendant
since 2000-12-22
Posts 6088standing on a shadow's lace |
nice |
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Duncan Member Ascendant
since 2001-08-07
Posts 5455 |
'“Be there around 8 tonight, I’ll have the pictures” for some reason, I couldn’t find any words so I just nodded and headed for truck On the way down the other side of Seller’s I remembered how to speak And all I could say was “Damn.”' Yeah damn...and I'm stuck in a truck with Jake! |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (smiles) This sure ain't your ordinary geography lesson, dearest friend, this would make the Deluxe Rand McNally edition, I love this, you should publish all of these wonderful snapshots and make soe kind of photo album-esque poetry book, yay, what a marvelous scene, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Ron, thank you for sharing!  May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..." |
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GG Member Elite
since 2002-12-03
Posts 3532Lost in thought |
oh my! I could see the whole scene and ..wow yea.. this is good ..plus the fact that, it mentions Oklahoma, which means I'm already in love with it... Always, Alyssa - And so it was that time stood still - |
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