Open Poetry #32 |
Hootchy Mamas |
dingusjr Member
since 2003-09-24
Posts 415Missouri |
Here's to all the hootchy mamas standing on the street corner broad hips beckoning men to their side. In stiletto heels short skirts or thigh high boots they try to earn their way to the next meal, bed, needle. Red lips like wounds across their faces, their long finger nails are lethal weapons. Hootchy mamas, hootchy mamas on the street corner in their short skirts, trying to survive. |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
And through your words, we see them vividly... Excellent write! |
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Susan Member Ascendant
since 2004-03-27
Posts 5104walking the surreal |
Actually, I find this sad. Sad that anyone should have to survive in such a manner. I agree, it is a very vivid depiction. Susan The whole of the Universe resides within each individual heart. |
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Bonnie j Senior Member
since 2003-06-27
Posts 1588Ohio |
In many a case Hot Hootchy Mamas are stil just young babies trying to survive in this generation of to busy to care. Sad poem but a good write. BonBon |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
This makes me think of a photograph, taken at night by streetlight....you caught them perfectly, both the predatory mask and the desperation behind it. ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Great write, unfortunate story. |
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