Image via Magpie Tales i won't be leaving here with you nor will you be staying with me for any longer than you see fit that is just the way of it it is the silent refrain of my being i won't be leaving here with you but i will stay, until my time is done as your ceremonial chosen one no, this won't be my last tour though it is the first time i won't be leaving here with you shh, now, darling. this is what i do i see it in your eyes, our time's drawing to a close. please don't mind the tears they come, they go, it's true... i won't be leaving here with you Rene ~ December 8, 2012
gas station daisies...cool description that...must have been a wild one last night...smiles.
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Deleteand panda eyed
fresh as gas station daisies...still, what a description...ha...i remember this one....good to see you rene...smiles.
..panda eyed
ReplyDeletefresh as gas station daisies...oh my...sounds like quite the morning after the party..smiles
The attitude, you got it. Love the second and last stanzas especially.
ReplyDeleteYou got this down right and bright. Brassy and tight with a lovely, somewhat hidden, self-ironic smile. That wild thirst to walk that edge of misshapen dreams and throttle the experience till it begs you to let go, got me seeing the sashay and spin on a dime of stilletto heels.
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great ending
wild voice.. i like it specially these lines:
ReplyDeletewe've left hand prints
in the cement
just like Hollywood, baby
print that
Still love this on second reading ~
DeleteWild youth, like a hot rock band (The Runaways, maybe). This is beautifully written. 1 2 3 BOOM, for real.
ReplyDeleteGreat depiction of wild!
ReplyDeleteOn second read through this still leaves an impression. A great one to showcase.
DeleteOhmuhgaw...I am LOVIN this. Love the panda eyes, the gas station daisies, the sunstaring, the stilettoed squirrels, and just the whole in-your-face, up yours 'tude of the thing. Girls just wanna have fun, 2011 style.
ReplyDeleteCaptured well! Beautifully shared.
ReplyDeleteHa! Sounded like the girls had a great time! Great post!
ReplyDeletehaha..."gas station daisies" Sounds like quite a morning after stemming from quite the night before! :)
ReplyDeleteLike it very much. It moves like the day.
ReplyDeletelove everything about this one. Those were the days Rene!
ReplyDeleteLove it, Rene!
ReplyDeleteJesus you're good.....
ReplyDeleteI came back and downloaded it. It's brilliant. I think you should be world famous.
ReplyDeleteMy kind of night...once!
ReplyDeleteIt smells of a kerosene leak, and each stanza has a zippo at the ready
ReplyDelete"teeterin'
ReplyDeletelike stiletto'd squirrels"
love the descriptions--all of them. it definitely sounds as though there was plenty of fun!
Sharp and full of bite, poetry that's alive!
ReplyDeletesuper, luscious, un-repentant, splendid images...squirrels in stilletoes- very, very nice!
ReplyDeleteReminds me of Lush Life and the Ladies Who Lunch..well my mind turns to music and you made this musical - fresh as gas station daisies, stilleto'd squirrels, high wire and hands in cement. I think I've met one or two of these along the way! This was a hoot & a holler. Definitely one of the best of the year!!
ReplyDeleteGas station daisies. Wow, you snagged me with that image.
ReplyDeletefeisty imagery with rhythm
ReplyDeleteExcellent imagery in a fine exciting write - much enjoyed.
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Great to revisit this one (I'm Chromapoesy) and it is feisty and well written.
ReplyDelete"Ya lookin' at me?
ReplyDeleteYa talkin' to me?
Who d'ya think ya are?"
Rene, this poem has attitude - and it's great.
Party on, as they would say. Like your descriptive words on this write.
ReplyDeleteGreat style in this.
ReplyDeletePanty-twisted and panda eyed... danger know us... handprints at the bottom... you paint a clear picture of the vodka girls, Rene. The question for many? Save them or join them?
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