19 Tuesday Feb 2013
Posted in daily prompt, DPchallenge, weekly photo challenge
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Last Kiss in Cedartown, Georgia
She was a small woman
says the size of her shoes
on the broken glass of the deserted lot.
A young one, too.
The flush of the motel sign gilds
the pointy toes and spiked heels.
A man lived with her, they say,
All charm and fast talk,
drove a two-tone old farm truck.
But something went wrong
and now her shoes lay on the ground
like spit on a tavern floor.
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Toni 2/19/13
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This is probably the most thought-provoking response I’ve seen yet to the “Kiss” challenge. Way to go, Toni!
Sometimes ideas come from a darker place, it isn’t all Disneyland…too bad, isn’t it?
Toni
“Upon thy cheek I lay this zealous kiss, as seal to the indenture of my love” of this piece (way to go Waylon) and the spit on the tavern floor.
Patty
Patty, the guy’s a deadly good storyteller!
I got a gal in Cedartown, Georgia
I used to have to walk nearly three miles to court her
She never had much, just a sharecropper’s daughter
But I married her and took her down to New Orleans
She got a little house in the South French Quarter
Got a job tookin’ bales load them on steamboat
I give a seven days pay, next day I’m broke
When she ain’t a sleepin’ all day she’s a primpin’
Every evenin’ when the sun goes down
She starts a swarmin’ on Orleans town
Walkin’ into work this mornin’ at daybreak
I caught her with the tall long dandy from Canebrake
She walked right by me and she looked right through me
I made up my mind what I’m a gonna do
Eased in the pawnshop and bought a 22
I watched as the room clerk gave them a room key
A standin’ right outside I could read Room 23
Tonight I’ll put her on a train for Georgia
Gonna be a lotta kin folks squallin’ and a grieving
‘Cause that Cedartown gal ain’t breathing
“But something went wrong,” and like so many young women’s dreams, hers were worth no more than spit. What a story, Toni.
Oh Toni, you have captured a perfectly tragic moment.
Just right
Funny, I live about 20 min from there and I never knew there was a song…