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100 word song

Sorry?

once again proving I have eclectic tastes . . . following up on my Easter haiku, here is a piece for Lance’s 100 Word song. The song of the week is Dead Sara’s Sorry for It All.

Cold wind cut through my jacket. Standing on a street corner at 5 below isn’t pleasant, especially not dressed as I was. Alfonzo picked out tonight’s outfit: pink mini with yellow tights, white go-go boots, topped by fuchsia jean jacket and black bustier. He chose the blonde wig, too. Says the johns like long curls.

“Damn, Stacey, it’s coldern’ a witches teat out here tonight. Ain’t ‘lonzo got any sense ‘tall?” Margot ground out a cigarette, shivered and walked to a waiting car.

“I don’t care what this guy offers, Stace. If he’s got a workin’ heater I’m getting’ in.”

Experience Hendryx

He leaned over
and whispered
sang her name
She nodded in time
Experienced? Yes
She was
He was

The sun rose over them
They greeted it with joy
They experienced each
Other
Again
And again

Making love to the
Guitar strings of her soul
Psychedelic peace
Pieces of their minds

She was
He was
Again
And
Again

Out in the open
Hidden in plain sight
Freely together
Until the end

They said it wasn’t acid
It was simply their time
Mixed metaphor of life
And death

Time to go
Time to say goodbye

She was
He was
Again and
again
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written for Lance’s 100 Word Song. This week LeeRoy and Lance chose Are you experienced by Jimmy Hendryx. The above words are my reaction to the song.

I’m Getting Older – Too

Stevie Nicks’ voice filled the car as I drove away. What was I thinking? There is no escaping getting older. I could trowel on the makeup and exercise away the pounds, but there was no way I could get back the lost years.

I drove on and wiped the tears as I sang along. There is little left here now. Now that you are gone and I am alone. I can’t even balance a checkbook. I was that subservient to you. What is there for me now?

Death is hard. Divorce is harder. 45 wasted years.

Time to grow up!
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Lance’s 100 WordSong challenge this week is Fleetwood Mac’s Landslide. I love Stevie Nicks’ voice and the way she sings this song. Note: the above is NOT autobiographical, just a reaction to the song. Thanks for reading.

Exit Polls

The pollsters gathered ‘round mini-screens, fingers hovering over touchpads, waiting (im)patiently for the right moment. Jason sat near the window watching birds wheel against the blue skies.

“Jas! Get over here. We need your help with these calculations. The polls close in an hour. We need to be ready to close ‘em down with our latest, up-to-date exit polls. The major affiliates are on hold waiting for the numbers. Who do we say won? R’s or D’s?”

Shaking his head and muttering, he walked over to join the huddle. “I remember when we talked about the PEOPLE being the winners.”

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Just in time for Election Day Lance chose a new song for the 100 Word Song project. This time it is The Replacements’ Election Day. Go on over, check it out and give it a go – give us your 100.
:)

Shelter in the time of storm

The Lord’s my rock. In Him I hide. A shelter in the time of storm.

Jenna’s throaty alto contrasted with the younger, higher sopranos at First Raptured Assembly Church. She rocked back on her heels, lifted her face, and raised her hands in praise.

Glorys were shouted and Hallelujahs rang. Pastor Jamieson danced on the altar and clutched his hanky, dabbing at his lips.

“Praise God, sisters and brothers, praise God-a! We are in the presence-a of the Father today-a. Let the Holy Ghost-a lift you up-a to the Throne. The storms assail, but we prevail. Hallelelujah!”

Outside thunder rolled.
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Our country has had a wild few days weather-wise. People place their faith in many things. I imagine that many sang this hymn and clung to the hope that their Shelter would hold fast.

Written for Lance’s 100 Word Song wherein he chose Bob Dylan’s Shelter from the Storm.