Open Poetry #25 |
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Boston Mountains |
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Cpat Hair![]()
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
I watched her work Until the night of driving caught me And I dozed off Stretched on the grass Behind her “Get up, let’s go.” She said as she was packing her gear cameras into nylon bags padded well tripods into ripcord It was almost dark Just a faint glow of red Lay on the western hills And off to the south One could see flashes of light From a yet unseen storm “I want to head north.” She said “we can be in the Boston Mountains in couple of hours.” I loaded her bags into the truck Pulled the tarp up over them And tied it carefully She crawled into the passenger’s seat And sat looking straight ahead With a half pouting purse to her lips. “Something bugging you?” I asked her as I turned the key And the old truck fired. “No.” was her answer “Sure looks like it on your face.” I offered and turned the truck around Heading its nose back the way we had come. “Go down here and hit 278.” Was her only reply. Later as we drove The clouds caught us and lightning Streaked from one side of the sky To the other in jagged limb like forms. We made Cass around 9 And found the only place to stay Had one room and no place to eat. I gave her the room key Grabbed my sleeping bag out of the back Just as the rain began “You can sleep on the floor.” She offered. “I’ll be fine here in the cab.” I replied. Sometime around 3 AM She was pecking on the window. “Let’s go,” she whispered “I have someplace to show you.” “I need coffee.” Was about all I could mumble “Up the road.” She said I got my sleeping bag stowed The tarp retied and most of the sleep Rubbed out of my eyes Before she was tapping her foot Urging me to hurry. I got in and closed my door, Turned the key And noticed her staring again Same pouting lips pursed As if she had just chewed something bitter. “Who’s Iambe?” she finally asked. “A ghost.” I said “just a ghost” |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
OH YES!!! ![]() ~ Trace my body with your words.. |
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Mistletoe Angel![]() ![]() ![]()
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
![]() (gasps) Oh dear, oh my gosh, what a waker for the next part of this saga, who knows how these visions will stir up the story from here! (big hugggssssss) This is marvelous, sweet friend, I love this sudden twist, 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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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
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“Who’s Iambe?” she finally asked. “A ghost.” I said “just a ghost” =========================== and I do so enjoy the way she haunts your pen. if one must be haunted...at least some damn fine poetry will come of it. ![]() " ... And think not, that you can direct the course of love ... |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Cpat, Nice write, enjoyed the read. |
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Robert Frazier Senior Member
since 2003-02-06
Posts 1014 |
I believe in ghosts. ![]() Rf |
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regards2you Member Elite
since 2002-10-01
Posts 3940California |
Grinning here..... Pat ![]() ..without surrender, be on good terms with all persons.. |
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scorpio Member Ascendant
since 2002-10-02
Posts 5178right...there |
This is series is building beautifully, Ron...the images and characters are spellbinding.. believe in what your heart feels... |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
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KristieSue![]() ![]() ![]() ![]()
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Posts 1460PA, US |
ahhh!!!! *jumping up and down with the excitement of a 4 yr old!!!!* |
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