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Reluctance To Invite And Rust (Some Journeys Must Wait)
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Reluctance To Invite And Rust (Some Journeys Must Wait) |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
As old as the hinges are They sometimes protest Both the opening and closing But the latches still work And once caught Moving the metal again is rare Until I get to where I’m heading Or need by needs of age To stop and stretch legs that ache With the arthritic dullness one learns Comes from sitting too long Or sleeping anytime When the old truck was younger And long before that When I was The doors opened easier than they do now Letting in and out the intentions and hopes The dusty search for someone else To use the far window to sun an arm Along the twisted curves of sun and shade That never seemed so sweet as when The heat began to build with sly smiles And bolder eyes and hands. I saw it in your eyes The can’t The too late While my own shook negatives lose before a spark could jump too far and burn So this time I smiled and gave small wave of hand Wondering as I pulled out How far it was to the next town And would I ever again be warm enough To roll my own window down or could it be enough Still knowing it was just as well those old doors and I have a lot in common sometimes we are simply too hard to open up |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Hey lovie! and I felt the arthritis by the fourth line. (But I'm still waiting for that "squeaky wheel" adage to prove true.)  Hugs and smoochies, Cap. Now let's go get a shot or two of rustoleum...  |
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RMW Senior Member
since 2001-03-21
Posts 1424 |
"But the latches still work.." Nicely done, Capt. I'll enjoy this again, several times. Bob |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
...Dang! He's baaack and I'm lovin' it!! Drive on up here into the northern sun Captain.. and I'll fetch you a bottle of scary smooth. Hugs YOU!!  ~ Lost in you, I found myself. ~ |
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Duncan Member Ascendant
since 2001-08-07
Posts 5455 |
"The doors opened easier than they do now Letting in and out the intentions and hopes The dusty search for someone else To use the far window to sun an arm Along the twisted curves of sun and shade" Very cool lines Bud... |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Prime the poet's pump, sir... get us all moving again... and oil the hinges... |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
Cpat, I tried to find a favourite line but I love every single one and I love how each one just flows into the other. Fantastic! keeping it  Maree. What are you my god? You touch me like you are my god |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
The doors opened easier than they do now Letting in and out the intentions and hopes The dusty search for someone else To use the far window to sun an arm Along the twisted curves of sun and shade That never seemed so sweet as when The heat began to build with sly smiles And bolder eyes and hands. I saw it in your eyes The can’t The too late While my own shook negatives lose before a spark could jump too far and burn So this time I smiled and gave small wave of hand Wondering as I pulled out How far it was to the next town And would I ever again be warm enough To roll my own window down or could it be enough Still knowing it was just as well those old doors and I have a lot in common sometimes we are simply too hard to open up ====================================== you rock and it rolls me.... awesome employ of metaphor here Ron.... Now about the truck....... I know a mechanic that wears perfume with those overalls and little else.  The ink bleeds through cuz you're paper thin |
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Martie
Moderator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Ron Great metaphor, as JM noted...and so like life, the way you told it, I could see it actually happening. Well done scene, my friend!  |
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Local Rebel Member Ascendant
since 1999-12-21
Posts 5767Southern Abstentia |
I wasn't sure where we were going but I wasn't really concerned because it was a pleasant ride -- but then you took the right exit young man. |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn |
Sounds too, too much like my old jeep and too, too much like my creaking hip... Sheesh! |
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Kaoru
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
Cpat, I always think if the door's still there, there's still a way out and in..but it'd be easier if there were no doors at all.. extract the squeaking, the rust, and the imprisonment they sometimes make us feel.. |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
a great write, this... indeed ... regards sudhir |
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scorpio Member Ascendant
since 2002-10-02
Posts 5178right...there |
Your words flow into a great read. I enjoyed this, Ron. believe in what your heart feels... |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
sheessh, sometimes I know the feeling, when I get up, those darn old knees crack in stereo! LOL... Good write! |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
So which was it, too late or too hard to open up? Had a gate once that we never used, latch rusted and no longer worked..  "cast me gently into the morning, for the night has been unkind" |
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