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Saturday, September 1, 2012

Shift Ten








Shift Ten 

Shift nine
Not sure when
she started counting 
Just knew that when she got
To ten
She would drop her white apron
On the greasy floor, bare her teeth 
Half grin and half howling growl
And right then,
On that final, on that last day

After Shift Ten
Jump in her gassed up
fresh washed waxed waiting car 
And hit Refresh on it all
Kicking her shoes into the back seat
And goosing that baby 
Leaning hard into
The curves out of this town

Shifting into high gear
Leaving everything behind 
Taking not a fiber optic strand of evidence
That life had been anything but as 
smooth as it was right now
wind in her clean hair 
Singing loud


22 comments:

  1. Hi- Before calling it a night - it occurred to me that perhaps a lighter offering would be in order ...Hope you enjoy...

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  2. To write one good Wordle poem is praiseworthy. To write two is positively triumphal! Your second is a real breath of fresh air!

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    1. Aw thank you Viv - it has been pointed out to me by those near and dear that my poetry as of late (especially wordle inspired) has been... ahem...rather macabre or even grim... and so just as I was about to call it a night - I decided to try to rectify that situation...Until I re-read I didn't even realize that my sleepy unconscious was at work and it is a little holiday Labor/Labour (or should I say UnLabour/Holiday Day offering).
      And now sleep shouts. :)

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    2. WOW VIv--- Triumphal... I'll have sweet dreams on that one :) Thank you again :)

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  3. This was quite... I guess happy is the right word, uplifting. I love the last stanza the most. Lovely imagery here. Good work on your second piece, I might have liked this one more! =)
    http://diamondsmadeofglass.blogspot.fi/2012/09/refresh.html

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  4. Wow, two great Wordles! This was fun. Nice work!

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  5. This feels like total liberation. Love the kicking off the shoes and the wind in the hair!

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    1. Many thanks - came quickly and left me with a smile :)

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  6. Loved this one, Pearl. This is my favorite poem of yours (of those I have read). I could just picture this woman, her spunkiness, and her carefree delight as she drove off singing LOUD. I say, Go Girl!!

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    1. This came quickly in response to my usual rather chilly offerings! Delighted you enjoyed!

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  7. I like this lighter take on the wordle words too, but also liked the unexpected darkness of the first one. There is great feeling of liberation in this one--perhaps the doc in the first taking off after his murderous shirft. LOL

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    1. Thsnks Peggy - haha / much appreciate your stopping by / will visit soon :)

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  8. This reminds me of my '79 cherry red, Monte Carlo and all those teenage boys who would rev their engines at the stoplights, laughing because they were so sure they could take the middle-aged broad. They were so wrong and I, like your character, absolutely enjoyed showing them that. The wind in my hair and the looks on their faces were priceless. Thank you,

    Elizabeth
    http://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/2012/09/02/unknowing-flight/

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    1. To the road and the wind in our hair :) Thank you !

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  9. Enjoyed this as much as the first keep on writing

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    1. Aw thanks Chris... Will head over to you now ... Appreciate your stopping by :)

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    2. By the way ... Welcome aboard ... so very much appreciated :)

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  10. letting loose.....wonderful tale!

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    1. Thank you Joanne .... So appreciate you stopping by and enjoying the ride!

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