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Rusty Nails and Bottomless Pails
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Rusty Nails and Bottomless Pails |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas 
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Rusty Nails and Bottomless Pails Reason surfaces between writing your name on the blood red cloth – corner table back of the bar – Jim Beam Black-bottom Beer Rusty Nails and bottomless pails of saltwater peanuts thrown to the floor. I try not to remember the good the love the tangle of arms and legs lips and hearts – it interferes with the hate I’m fostering – but reason surfaces and I still don’t know any more than I did lifetimes ago – Of writing your name on blood red cloth in the back of a bar drowning in Jim Beam Black-bottom Beer Rusty Nails and bottomless pails of saltwater peanuts Wishing longing for the good the love the tangle of arms and legs lips and hearts Reason surfaces and I still don’t know any more than I did lifetimes ago – Oh my oh God – Why w. james beard, jr. © june 2004 note: had this title for months and months - couldn't figure how to use it - finally a month or so back came up with the first stanza - nothing more until tonight, just now...hope you like it. j. |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
Age doesn't really bring wisdom -- only a kind of reluctance that we call wisdom out of embarrassment! ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
I've served a few customers like you, j. they "doodle" in their minds, half there, always remembering the elusive "her." smiling. Love this. |
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miscellanea Member Elite
since 2004-06-24
Posts 4060OH |
enjoyed this! salt water peanuts, good word choice! miscellanea |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Excellent write Jimmy...much enjoyed the view from your eyes. Hugs~ Something tugs at me, I've no doubt of that. |
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Bonnie j Senior Member
since 2003-06-27
Posts 1588Ohio |
The picture that comes to mind when I read this was.........Maybe a sea faring man coming to shore going to the bar near the wharf. Going in.. smoke curling in a smoky haze, the smell of stale beer and crushed peanuts upon the floor. He sits down...maybe lighting his old pipe.. swills a pint of beer and waves his glass high for more as he sits and ponders his past...his life and wonders if he had made a wrong turn as he thinks of the woman lost to him. Good one BonBon  |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
It was a passionate affair with a bitter breakup. Yes, the pain of simply remembering. The good times keep surfacing for some reason. Gawd I hate that feeling .... pass me a brew will ya?  Great write Jimmy. |
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
"I try not to remember the good the love the tangle of arms and legs lips and hearts – it interferes with the hate I’m fostering – but reason surfaces and I still don’t know any more than I did lifetimes ago – " This reads like a song....it's fantastic...  |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Jim, I do believe this could make one fine country hurtin' song!  Linda |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I try not to remember the good the love the tangle of arms and legs lips and hearts – it interferes with the hate I’m fostering – yeppers...I understand |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
"Of writing your name on blood red cloth in the back of a bar drowning in Jim Beam Black-bottom Beer Rusty Nails and bottomless pails of saltwater peanuts" Jimmy, I did like it! I could just see this scene, really. Great imagery and expression. ......jo |
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