Tuesday, June 28, 2011

cryk

there ain't no other place like you to roam.

where I dug in my heels and said "No, I won't come home!"

Dancing in the warbling "cryk" out back-

way out back behind the shanty shack-

and in that shadow grove they danced with me,

the muses -I counted three.

First buzzed revenge, a stinger she left in my side
and then windy rebellion my blue ears she did chide


and then fluttering slowly growth she finally came
and asserted that all three are one in the same.
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30 comments:

  1. AnonymousJune 28, 2011 at 9:50 AM

    I really like this one. So vivid. I'm going to return here often.

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  2. bttrflyscarJune 28, 2011 at 10:06 AM

    thanks!!

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  3. Chronicles of IllusionsJune 28, 2011 at 1:41 PM

    This has such an etheral feeling - really beautiful. :)

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  4. Buddah MoskowitzJune 28, 2011 at 4:27 PM

    Casually bril as usual. Loved it - loved it loved it!

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  5. AnonymousJune 28, 2011 at 6:30 PM

    cryk..cryk...
    very unique poem! a new style of writing for me,, :)
    thanks for sharing am :)
    sincerely, Citra

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  6. bttrflyscarJune 29, 2011 at 6:45 AM

    :)

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  7. Linda Bob Grifins Korbetis HallJune 29, 2011 at 2:12 PM

    love the ending, a perfect build up.
    lovely entry.

    Happy Rally.

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  8. Jack Edwards PoetryJune 29, 2011 at 3:37 PM

    Brilliantly written.

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  9. AnonymousJune 29, 2011 at 3:40 PM

    nice! i enjoyed this alot!

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  10. AnonymousJune 29, 2011 at 3:56 PM

    Wonderful. I could see the cryk and a little girl frollicking in the water. Nice!

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  11. UnknownJune 29, 2011 at 5:32 PM

    A romp and a wander... and those muses? All three the same? I guess that is true!

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  12. UnknownJune 30, 2011 at 5:02 AM

    Whimsical imagery, loved the symbolism of 'threes' and the evolving development of this piece. Lovely write ~ Rose

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  13. bttrflyscarJune 30, 2011 at 6:31 AM

    thanks all!!

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  14. AnonymousJune 30, 2011 at 11:12 AM

    a very accomplished poem, impeccably written

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  15. AnonymousJune 30, 2011 at 4:20 PM

    Short Story Slam Week 4 is still open for submission,
    Come on in,
    We love your creativity/talent…
    Happy Thursday!
    Love & hugs.
    xoxox

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  16. indiwriterJuly 1, 2011 at 12:27 AM

    Sweet. May they all stay with you!

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  17. Isabel DoyleJuly 1, 2011 at 2:22 AM

    those tricky Muses - beautiful poem

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  18. JinksyJuly 1, 2011 at 3:15 AM

    Windy rebellion? Smacks of tummy rumbling! LOL :)

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  19. SusannahJuly 1, 2011 at 4:18 AM

    I enjoyed the 'rhyme' in this. :-)

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  20. bttrflyscarJuly 1, 2011 at 7:47 AM

    Bluebell! You've closed your collection already!

    Thanks everyone!

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  21. EllaJuly 1, 2011 at 11:10 AM

    This was lovely; I loved how you tied the 3 muses together! I loved the way it flowed~ I loved the ending, "and then fluttering slowly growth she finally came
    and asserted that all three are one in the same"
    Well Done~

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  22. AnonymousJuly 1, 2011 at 1:11 PM

    yikes! I really enjoyed reading that! Thanks for thoughts.

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  23. Classic NYerJuly 1, 2011 at 2:29 PM

    this is so chill and yet so genious...

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  24. Sober on the Way to SaneJuly 2, 2011 at 5:20 AM

    I know those three, know them well, you've captured them for sure!

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  25. AnonymousJuly 4, 2011 at 6:58 AM

    Feelings we've all had. really emotional, love it!

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  26. Uneven StephenJuly 4, 2011 at 7:30 AM

    Revenge, rebellion and growth - I love it! I love the flow of "way out back behind the shanty shack". Nice read!

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  27. AnonymousJuly 4, 2011 at 12:55 PM

    I love your style because there is none to compare it too, its in a league all its own. Beautifully done =)

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  28. bttrflyscarJuly 5, 2011 at 7:28 AM

    ^what a great comment. thank you. :)

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  29. bttrflyscarJuly 8, 2011 at 10:42 AM

    all lovely comments, much appreciated!!

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  30. AnonymousJuly 10, 2011 at 9:12 AM

    This is alive and beautiful, Thank you, much appreciated, WS

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