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you should stand out
from the crowd but
you gotta hold back
ju-u-st enough
pick your place and
your moment
wisely
otherwise folks'll be
skeptical
and that diamond tiara
may as well be
a tin-foil hat
it's like i'm always sayin'
to my girl Frankie,
honey, don't matter
if you're wearing
the right red dress if
it's the wrong damn time
people can smell
trying-too-hard
from a mile away

Rene ~ November 2011

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  1. PearlNovember 27, 2011 at 6:32 PM

    Ain't that the truth?

    Love it.

    Pearl

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  2. Tess KincaidNovember 27, 2011 at 6:40 PM

    Tryin' too hard, indeed...love it!

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  3. Brian MillerNovember 27, 2011 at 8:09 PM

    great close on this rene...and yeah they can...

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  4. Steve BaileyNovember 27, 2011 at 8:16 PM

    very nice.... and simple..... makes for a good read!

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  5. NeoNovember 27, 2011 at 8:53 PM

    Pirate was here :)

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  6. Carrie Van HornNovember 27, 2011 at 9:03 PM

    This is perfectly brilliant Rene!!
    Love it!!!!

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  7. Kathy B.November 27, 2011 at 10:27 PM

    I like how you bounce your poem off the wall of the prompt -- by era, by couch-conversation-ness, by the colour of the couch and maybe the mustiness of the smell of trying too hard.

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  8. Doctor FTSENovember 28, 2011 at 4:22 AM

    Great interpretation of Tess's picture, well expressed.

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  9. SuzNovember 28, 2011 at 10:58 AM

    that was terrific
    really terrific

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  10. BerowneNovember 28, 2011 at 1:41 PM

    Greetings from the world of trying-too-hard. :-)

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  11. Brandee ShaferNovember 28, 2011 at 3:05 PM

    Ack! Such wisdom! Love it!

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  12. HelenNovember 28, 2011 at 3:23 PM

    'ju-u-st enough' ... I can hear it!

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  13. KathNovember 28, 2011 at 3:25 PM

    Great blog!

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  14. JJ Roa RodriguezNovember 28, 2011 at 3:27 PM

    Awesome write!

    JJRod'z

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  15. Michelle My BellNovember 28, 2011 at 4:15 PM

    Loved it Rene!(((hugs)))

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  16. Susie ClevengerNovember 28, 2011 at 5:17 PM

    Love it!! Gotta know when it is the "right time"

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  17. JinksyNovember 28, 2011 at 6:42 PM

    Clever take on the prompt.

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  18. FireblossomNovember 28, 2011 at 9:19 PM

    Oh, isn't that the truth? Girl, what have you been sprinkling on your corn flakes lately? Your poems have been kicking ass and taking names.

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  19. Joanna JenkinsNovember 28, 2011 at 11:50 PM

    So true, so true! Nice job, I like your take on this.
    Happy holidays, jj

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  20. Crystal PistolNovember 29, 2011 at 1:40 AM

    So true. So true. I am trying to teach this concept to my girls. I hope it sticks. Well done. :)

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  21. TrellissimoNovember 29, 2011 at 2:12 AM

    I enjoyed reading your poem here, thank you.

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  22. joel w. clackumNovember 29, 2011 at 6:05 PM

    "It's the wrong damn time." I love this line. It was perfectly placed and impact filled.

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  23. Jotter GirlNovember 29, 2011 at 6:31 PM

    You have created such a scene in my head! Tell your girl Frankie, I love it!

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  24. AnonymousNovember 29, 2011 at 7:12 PM

    This is a great voice, so distinct and I love the dry humor and raw wisdom of it all.

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  25. Mark KerstetterNovember 29, 2011 at 7:21 PM

    Really nice poem, love how it works with the image.

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  26. Coloring Outside the LinesNovember 29, 2011 at 9:31 PM

    Smack on the prompt- that was fabulous!

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  27. hyperCRYPTICalDecember 1, 2011 at 9:46 AM

    Excellent take on the Mag.

    Anna :o]

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