applications
for childhood memories
experience necessary
your Sunday best
grass stains a plus
2014-Rene
she's still not over the fact that she is under the ground she speaks in rattly, clattery hissing voices whenever they come around "I'll reach right up and turn your ankles you unforgivable gits, for burying me, prematurely, over a spell of the coughing fits" so angry with her new residence and bored a deeper shade of blue she's knocked over her marble marker and broken it clean in two. Boo! ~ Rene 2010 To join Magpie Tales click HERE For another take on this magpie please check out "The Song Of The Stone Healer"
Where do the memories go? I've found that as I've aged, even the happy ones have a haze of tears over them.
ReplyDeleteMy bit is a character study rather than a poem.
This is clever, Rene.
ReplyDeleteHahaha
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Oh, I really enjoyed reading this. Lovely.
ReplyDeleteI love the need for grass stains .. Dealing in memories not easy
ReplyDeleteOh yes, grass stains makes it all the better! Very cute, magpie.
ReplyDeleteA skillful and witty post...
ReplyDeleteOh, you aced this. Love it, Rene.
ReplyDeleteYes , your right ! .. Who was it said that "childhood is what we spend the rest of our lives trying to recover from "
ReplyDelete"Grass stains a plus" oh, I like that! Well put!!
ReplyDeleteLove this!
ReplyDeleteOh, yeah. This works.
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I like the way grass stains plays a mind game with Sunday...stained glass...
ReplyDeletethis rocks. And my own application?
ReplyDelete"The ball glove worn..
folding like a soft leather glove.
The knees are bruised and
scarred
from valiant efforts
and long glorious
summer nights.....
"Not The Rockefellers" has been included in the A Sunday Drive for this week. Be assured that I hope this helps to point even more new visitors in your direction.
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