The Fifty Cent Tour

Saturday, April 17, 2010

And then the girl in the pink sundress said,

I swear when that big beautiful sun came out...
I simply swooned!
Ohh, I just stared at it, with my eyes wide open...
like I was lookin' at some ol' ghost of a Saturday night seashore memory
I shrugged off my sweater,
tilted my head and whispered to the sky...
Are you for real?
And will you stay for a while and sit by my side?"

Peace ~ Rene

10 comments:

  1. I like those memories, and the moon is what often makes me whisper to the sky. :)

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  2. the moon would have made much more sense in this passage...but it was the sun ( and a lack thereof) that inspired this. One morning I watched the sun burn through the overcast...it looked almost ghostly, It was so perfect, clear and circular. I could view it without having to look away...but it was just for a moment.

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  3. Inspiration is one of the greatest gifts ever ~ nicely done!

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  4. heres to hoping spring sticks around a while...beautifully written...

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  5. First time visit! Loving the free verse poetry! I myself like haikus because I am super lazy and economical? No, just lazy.

    Your blog is awesome
    Free verse poetry = my fav
    I will be back soon

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  6. To tilt a pale face to be kissed by the sun.

    I'm freckling as we speak.

    Come on, Summer!!!

    Pearl

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  7. Love, love, love it, Rene! Short and very sweet. You are *good*, my friend.

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  8. This is incredible!! I love it! With such brevity and extraordinarily tight writing, you draw me into her world entirely! More, please! ~Janine XO

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  9. Thanks for the bit of sunshine on a rainy day :) Amazing what we find we have when we don't think we have much. And to think we're taught NOT to look at the sun... shame!

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  10. Short and sweet indeed. Adorable.

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