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!
Sounds like dreams I've had!
ReplyDeleteHope you have a great time!
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
ReplyDeletewow...crazy dreams...i will take the twentys and you can keep counting pennies...lol
ReplyDeleteSlightly eerie and mysterious - like most good dreams are!
ReplyDeleteLike the hope and mystery here; and the restlessness too :)
ReplyDeleteI like anything with a juke box in it. Makes me want to go back to the 60s.
ReplyDeleteI 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!
ReplyDeleteClever job!
ReplyDeleteExcellent...I so admire writing in prose or poetry !!!
ReplyDeleteThat'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!
ReplyDeleteHahaha! I love this! Now if only that dream became a reality!!
ReplyDeleteI 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!
ReplyDeleteVery clever, as usual.
ReplyDeletenice one sue ... dreams are so ... well real ... until we wake up!
ReplyDeleteDifferent and really good....poetic too the strange dreams you managed to weave together.
ReplyDeleteGreat job! Clever and a bit spooky! :) I kind of wish an ATM would just start dispensing 20s for me!;)
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday to your daughter! I hope she has a lovely day!
Nice take! Great job, very creative Sue :))
ReplyDeleteHe 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
ReplyDeleteSqueal! 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.
ReplyDeleteI loved this one...now if you had been out walking, instead of counting pennies, you'd have hit the mother lode!
ReplyDeleteLove the name of the poem!
Wow. I loved this Sue. This was really, really neat writing...different!
ReplyDeleteAnd Happy belated Birthday to your sweet child. It's hard to believe that so much time has passed, isn't it?