Open Poetry #34 |
saturday evening post morning |
Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
gravel haired road with dirty shoes I remember the curves from kid man and his posse some saturday ago when morning had one eye and cornflakes I shot the rooster with my bow and arrow and cut out the feathers for my war bonnet but susie laughed and pulled the duct tape and my hair and pushed me down and kissed me I remember her smell like pretty soap and pancake syrup _______ Dark (satin & glass) |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
AHA! So it was you who was hogging the floor for the B&W toons of Saturday... move over, will ya? |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
LOL, a nice picture you've painted for Monday morning read....clever as usual with a hint of humor....enjoyed! Especially enjoyed the ending |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
yeah.... that smell of soap..and pancake syrup, gets me every time.. |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Ya made me smile with this one Dark. Much enjoyed. Hugs~E Now while the leaves still dance on the wind While the moon and the clouds come spinning Will you whisper my name again? Again..and again. |
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Susan Member Ascendant
since 2004-03-27
Posts 5104walking the surreal |
Mmmm - pancakes and Saturday mornings - could life get any better? Loved this view D- Susan Happiness isn't something that happens to you, it's created from within you. Joy is a state of mind. |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
giggle, delightful, love the images, one eye open, cornflakes, syrup smell the only thing missing, but I can hear it now...the blades of the push mower whirring from the neighbor's yard Whether on the shoal or on the shore, |
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inkedgoddess Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-19
Posts 7392Ohio |
only a special gal could get under that tough skin i am sure... may you be blessed as you still inhale her in your afterthoughts |
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Martie
Moderator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
DS "and kissed me I remember her smell like pretty soap and pancake syrup" Sweet! Really enjoyed this as it brought a few memories back of my own. Thanks! |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Our sense of smell is the last to go! May yours be always keen ~ literally and figuratively! EA |
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