Sunday, February 27, 2011

Sheethead


Sorry my Saturday Centus didn't show up till Sunday, but the road to Palm Desert beckoned before I could get it done (at which time I accidentally clicked "publish" instead of "save" and had to delete the unfinished product yesterday morning.) At any rate, all systems are go now, and I have added slightly fewer than the usual 100 words to Jenny's intriguing prompt. As always, that prompt is in red.

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Sheethead

A shadow passed across the moon at midnight.
The light turned green; no car was there to see.
One drive-through window whispered, “May I help you?”
The air rippled with hope and mystery.

A coke can whirred and fell, coin uninserted.
One jukebox sang to cheer a crowd that was.
The tollgate opened wide, no quarters offered.
Unbidden doors creaked welcomes, just because.

How oft I'd walked the night, restless and seeking.
I never even found a faucet leaking.
...The ATM machine started dispensing twenties...
Abed, sheet over head, I counted pennies.

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PS. Happy birthday to my darling daughter, Karin, who made my dreams come true 33 years ago. Love you, Beebs!

21 comments:

Dixie Mom said...

Sounds like dreams I've had!
Hope you have a great time!

Kat said...

I wondered what happened. I clicked on this when it came up on my reader, but there was no post. I hate when I hit the publish button too soon! I loved this poem. I love the feeling of being out and about when no one else is awake, there is a sense of mystery and possibility and you captured it beautifully. Sleepyhead needs to get up and experience it! Kat

Brian Miller said...

wow...crazy dreams...i will take the twentys and you can keep counting pennies...lol

karen said...

Slightly eerie and mysterious - like most good dreams are!

nimaruichi said...

Like the hope and mystery here; and the restlessness too :)

Grandma Honey said...

I like anything with a juke box in it. Makes me want to go back to the 60s.

Gems said...

I love night time when it is all still and quiet...what does happen when no one os there to see it? Reminds me of late night times..long ago! Never got the twenties though!

Bookie said...

Clever job!

Nonna Beach said...

Excellent...I so admire writing in prose or poetry !!!

Donna said...

That's the kind of dream my head likes when I hit the sheets...one that dispenses money so life become carefree. It would, indeed, be a quiet night in most places as all other folks would be at the machine!

Judie said...

Hahaha! I love this! Now if only that dream became a reality!!

yaya said...

I want to live in your head just for a bit to see how you come up with such clever lines! Good job with the prompt..now I'm heading to bed to see what dreams I can come up with!

Darlene said...

Very clever, as usual.

Jo said...

nice one sue ... dreams are so ... well real ... until we wake up!

Rekha said...

Different and really good....poetic too the strange dreams you managed to weave together.

Caroline of Salsa Pie said...

Great job! Clever and a bit spooky! :) I kind of wish an ATM would just start dispensing 20s for me!;)
Happy Birthday to your daughter! I hope she has a lovely day!

Poetic Justice said...

Nice take! Great job, very creative Sue :))

Jess said...

He or She must have my same kind of brain- one that makes strange and vivid dreams. I like this one, Sue- it's a goodun

Amy said...

Squeal! I love it! Love love love it. So mysterious and quiet and full of promise. I want you to finish it. I want to write a story using it. I love it that much. You truly have a gift, Sue.

June Freaking Cleaver said...

I loved this one...now if you had been out walking, instead of counting pennies, you'd have hit the mother lode!

Love the name of the poem!

Jenny said...

Wow. I loved this Sue. This was really, really neat writing...different!

And Happy belated Birthday to your sweet child. It's hard to believe that so much time has passed, isn't it?

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