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dark ride

Image via Magpie Tales


your breath
bated

 toothsome

a rainbow chorus
of seventy six
velvet draped

anvils
dropped gently
swiftly 
on itsy bitsy toes

2015-Rene

Comments

  1. Brian MillerFebruary 22, 2015 at 3:53 PM

    you are making my toes ache rene...
    boom boom boom...

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  2. MaryFebruary 22, 2015 at 4:08 PM

    Ouch...the toes will never be the same!!

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  3. GabriellaFebruary 22, 2015 at 4:11 PM

    Great ending! A dark ride indeed if toes are left squashed.

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  4. brudbergFebruary 22, 2015 at 4:32 PM

    Ouch I actually pulled in my toes at the menace of the velvet covered anvil.. great and painful imagery.

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  5. RommyFebruary 22, 2015 at 5:22 PM

    I love the words you've chosen. And of course going with the number 76 made me think of the Music Man, though I think this clown's treachery goes beyond a simple con.

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  6. Sherry Blue SkyFebruary 22, 2015 at 6:07 PM

    Ouch! My toes shrivel in sympathy!

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  7. ZQFebruary 22, 2015 at 7:08 PM

    I agree with everyones pain :-) Nice write!
    ZQ

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  8. Silent Otto February 23, 2015 at 12:07 AM

    Ha ha I'm ve heard of "an ironic fist pump n a velvet glove " before but dont you think this is just taking things a little too far ??

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  9. Jae RoseFebruary 23, 2015 at 8:14 AM

    I always thought fun fairs had the propensity to be dark..nicely captured!

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  10. HelenFebruary 23, 2015 at 10:18 AM

    Velvet draped anvils ~ what a visual! I enjoyed this, Rene!

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  11. Gen Giggles February 23, 2015 at 1:09 PM

    This made me cringe, well written.

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  12. Brother OllieFebruary 23, 2015 at 4:11 PM

    fun style! Totally dig the vivid imagery!

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  13. 21 WitsFebruary 23, 2015 at 5:14 PM

    Oh no not the toes!

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  14. WayneFebruary 24, 2015 at 12:41 AM

    I like this Rene....well done

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  15. Maria MaineroFebruary 24, 2015 at 9:34 AM

    I like that. . . .sometimes a crowd starts to feel like a violent cartoon.

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  16. Tess KincaidFebruary 25, 2015 at 12:02 PM

    Quirky and delightful...as always...

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  17. Optimistic ExistentialistFebruary 25, 2015 at 12:07 PM

    OUCH - painful but an awesome job :)

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