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Wednesday, October 13, 2010

waiting for the boss



this is the story
of a girl

who lived
in the basement

of the girl next door


shelteredin the confines
of a 
suburban
tract house dungeon;

her punishment for runnin' wild


with dreams
half unlatched

she ran
like a spirit in the night

from those badlands


wind blowin'
through her hair

shielding her eyes
from the blinding light

she hugged onto a shoreline of hope


someday soon,
she's not sure when

her savior will rise up
from the streets

with
an armload
of rain soaked
roses
and second chances




Rene ~ 2010

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56 comments:

  1. yeah i think she will make it out of the basement...smiles. i got faith...

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  2. Yeh I'm with Brian ... there is always hope & the possibility of change! Nice Magpie

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  3. Thanks for your comment on my page :)
    This is amazing though: "thunder road lovers holding tight" I love it. I've bookmarked you for future reading. :)

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  4. oh, hells to the yeah! You'se the boss with the hot sauce, you know that? Mmm, mmm...run with the wolves, my dear...

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  5. And?

    "...rain soaked roses and second chances..."

    Is masterful.
    Word.

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  6. yeah, i got the soundtrack to this one in my head. oh oh oh oh oh. love it.

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  7. I love this poem. What a great angle you take here, Rene -- so clever.

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  8. hope is her salvation...and ours ---she will make it...bkm

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  9. JeffScape has a Harley and a spare leather jacket with a bottle of JB in the pocket... every girl's dream! Ha ha! Don't tell him, Rene!

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  10. I too am confident she will make it out of the basement. Where there's a will, there's a way!

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  11. carrying an armload of rain soaked roses and second chances

    Sounds like a good idea to me!

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  12. Well written poem. Hoping for a second, third, and even fourth chance until something takes!

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  13. "She believes this faith will save her..."

    I hope she never loses it.

    Such a beautiful piece, so few words creating such an expanse of experience.

    Pearl

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  14. Basement blues - I saw the same image. Nice one.

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  15. "An armload of rain-soaked roses and second chances." Good stuff!

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  16. how romantic! and a tad wistful?
    I liked it.

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  17. The inner life is the only reality anyway. Might as well live it.

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  18. Thanks everyone!

    With each of Willow's Magpies I go with my first thoughts on the photo.
    As soon as I saw this weeks photo I swear I heard the opening harmonica riff of Thunder Road...and so I ran with it.

    and Jeff?
    her number is 867-5309

    Thanks again everyone :)

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  19. Love that "shoreline of hope"!

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  20. I lost my comment, I like the first part very, very much! But I'm afraid she will have to find her own way out.....

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  21. Love "she believes this faith will save her" I feel that sometimes too. Very nice Rene

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  22. I hope that she makes it out of the basement and flies like a bird.

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  23. Mercy. What DON'T i love about this?

    girl who lives in the basement of the girl next door

    dreams half unlatched

    a savior...carrying an armload of rain soaked roses

    Stop it, Rene, this just taps into every nervous, restless, hopeful gorgeous dream a girl ever had. I fucking LOVE this.

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  24. PS--laffin at your answer to Jeff

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  25. "shoreline of hope"
    "Rain soaked roses and second chances"

    Beautiful lines.

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  26. Yup that's me! I was that girl. Great magpie.

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  28. I love it. It's almost music. I love it.
    "Someday soon, she's not sure when..." Wistful, hopeful, needy, strong. All at the same time. I love it. What you have done with words!

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  29. The first three lines are brilliant followed by even more brilliant lines! I loved it :o)

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  30. It was just like a story..loved it..nice magpie!

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  31. the hope, as a girl, that someone will swoop in and save you. the faith that you are worth in. the knowledge from experience, that you can save yourself.

    thanks rene,
    e

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  32. I can imagine her ... hope is a marvelous thing.

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  33. Lovely. :-) Optimism is a wonderful trait.

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  34. hey i love that Rene...and the pic is brilliant to go with it....missed you :)) xoxo

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  35. She needs 2 get up off her butt & save herself. Not gd 2 depend on smone else if u can do 4 urself.

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  36. running from the badlands. . . rain soaked roses and second chances. . .brilliant. love this.

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  37. if you have hope, hope knocks at your door...

    superb tale.
    masterful job.

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  38. wonderful story--- hope shines brightly-well done!

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  39. This is an amazing poem. I am full of admiration.

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  40. Wow. How sad. How hopeful.

    Bravo. I am a little heartbroken here on this one. I know her so well. Damned mirrors.

    (And thanks for the comment on mine.)

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  41. This is beautiful. I love "hugs onto a shoreline of hope"! Hope DOES spring eternal, doesn't it?
    And thanks for visiting my blog. Visitors and helpful, hopeful comments always appreciated.

    Kay, Alberta

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  42. "hugs onto a shoreline of hope",
    Wonderful ! She'll make it, yes she will.

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  43. Oooh, love the line...'hugs onto a shoreline of hope'... yes, I think she will make it out of this basement... or at least, let's hope.

    Thanks for stopping by my place. Truly appreciate the comments and input from my fellow writers.

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  44. definitely some great imagery

    wind blowin' through her hair
    she shields her eyes from the blinding light
    and hugs onto a shoreline of hope

    as we all aspire to

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  45. You know..I saw myself somewhere in her...I could very well relate to that emotion...
    Beautiful magpie...

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  46. Very well done Rene. Really, quite excellent!

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  47. This is my favourite entry so far.

    I, too, love the line 'carrying an armload of rain soaked roses and second chances'.

    What wonderful visionary.

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  48. Oh! Oh my god! Oh my! I loved this. I loved the hope. I loved the images "carrying an armload of rain soaked roses and second chances" wow. Like post-sex-lying-comfortably-type of wow.

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  49. What a wonderful magpie -- I love all the lines and way you twisted them to suit your purpose.

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  50. It's hard to know what to say after all these comments. I agree with them all. This is a lovely poem that flows beautifully across the tongue, past the ears and into the mind and heart.

    PG

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  51. I could see myself somewhere in this too -- I really loved it, both the way it was written and the subject. And I loved the title! Well done.

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  52. Just reading this again. Love that "edgy darkness" line. So grainy adn strong.

    BTW, dear Rene, you were so sweet to leave that verse. I had never heard it before and it was a good one to think on. thank you.

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  53. I totally appreciate the Thunder Road reference. This definitely reads like a song lyric. It would work so well set to music. Very cool!

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