Chris from Enchanted Oak has stirred the pot and these words surfaced: laugh laundry ghost edges beer. She told us to write a poem using those five words. It brought to mind an incident from my college days. Go here to see how other folks respond to the prompt.
Ghost
I remember that night
On the edges of my memory
Laundry would have been safer
But since when does nineteen
Do the safe thing?
I can still hear your laugh
Cynical and you warned
Me that you were a little bit drunk
You kissed me in the back seat
With an apology, but I said I didn’t mind.
It was the first time that I tasted beer.
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so true...I probably could say the same that innocent leaving Belfast for ever! Great.
ReplyDeletethere a certain depth to this...
ReplyDeletelaundry would have been safer is funny. how sudsy would it have to get NOT to be safe anymore?
I have been struggling with the prompt ... you didn't ~~ the result is stellar!
ReplyDeleteWho would want to do safe laundry when back seats and kisses are calling?!! What kind of poem would that have made?
ReplyDeleteThat is SO good, Dana! Congratz!
ReplyDeleteI love it!
ReplyDeleteVery thought provoking. I can remember the day, but your poem brought home just how old I am and how far I've traveled since the innocence of nineteen.
ReplyDeleteHow wonderful what memory can do, filed away and sleeping until a few words boot it up and call it into action. You took it and crafted it well.
ReplyDeleteLove it, Dana. A little peek into the past.
ReplyDeleteOh, this is excellent!
ReplyDeleteThis poem conjures memories for me! That first taste of beer, from another's lips.
ReplyDeleteWhen are you going to tell me about the dream?
:-)
Very nice way of reminiscing. Lovely poem. I am visiting from the Goddess.
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ReplyDeletelovely job.
Very clever use of the words and a fun story as well! Visiting from BPOW.
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Elise
Dear The Bug: Loves how you incorporate memory as a "line" along with the laundry. Very nostalgic feel here! Lovely!
ReplyDeleteMust have been a fun and crazy night... enjoyed this ~
ReplyDeleteThis is a lovely memory. I would have done the same. Great write.
ReplyDeleteMelanie
Trying to work out if its the man or the alcohol!!
ReplyDeleteLaundry is great but...
I would probably have not minded either.
ReplyDeleteVery nicely drawn sketch, bug!
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