Day 28 -- NaPoWriMo 2019
Reimagined
Unidentified Woman ca. 1950's - Walter Silver Photographs
In the Box
At best for now she has a cat
She's always wanted a yellow one
But how it came about raises brows
Walking down the road hot sweaty
Blue blouse slung over her shoulder
Was wishing now she'd worn her bra
Blouse shouldered as the pickup slowed
She'd take a ride hope he would
Would keep roaming hands to himself
Wonders were blessing her that day
Old pickup the driver was slight
"It's a girl my Lord"** I'm okay
Long blond hair--would you like a ride
It's way to hot for you to walk
Panicky now no girl at all
Shy girl she wasn't good with men
No escape she found small talk come
Hottest day ever still April
Curiosity held in check
Didn't ask what was in the box
Sitting between them on the seat
Noises, the box soon came forefront
I'm taking my cat to the pound
Moved I can't keep him any more
He had to go there's no place else
Silence overcame them thinking
He seemed so nice and well behaved
Scheming woman she never been
But women have their subtle ways
Might it help if I would keep him
Yes yes would you please I'd much like
His things are packed and in back
Let's change numbers and keep in touch
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- Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2019, All Rights Reserved
- Photo copied from Margaret at the link below
- I am linked with Margaret in the Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2019/04/poems-in-april-photographic-images.html?m=1
- and with NaPoWriM 2019 Day 28 at http://www.napowrimo.net/day-twenty-eight-5/
- **Note: "It's a girl my Lord (in a flatbed Ford) " words from the song, "Eagles - Take It Easy" (link).
Labels: Cats, Fiction, NaPoWriMo 2019, Songs, Story, Syllabic Form, Toads
posted by Jim @ 4/28/2019 07:22:00 AM
10 comments
10 Comments:
Very vivid imagery.
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So sweet... and what a great way to meet... most people are actually nice.
Good for the cat (in the end). But disturbing how even before she meets this individual, she is expecting abuse... One must wonder about the sort of men in her world.
If they end up together - they have a lovely "how did you meet" story!
Your poem brought to mind the film 'Harry and Tonto' with Art Carney and Ellen Burstyn. But it's the old guy who has the cat.
Oh, the cat is perhaps playing cupid or is it his dark way of capturing the girl?
I am very happy for the cat. Pounds are horrible.
Sounds to me like the girl's sneaky way of capturing the guy. Mrs. Jim got a job offer in New Jersey so I'd propose then she would stay with me in Texas. Silent, no threats spoken to me.
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What a wonderful tale, Jim!
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