Conversing in Rhyme?
by Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
Sunday, September 14, 2003
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“Did you see those serpentine cloud shadows flying high?” she asked.
“Just a glimpse of the shadow of that Silverado that drove by.” he replied.
“Did you remember to send a nice birthday card to my mom?” he asked.
“Yes, and penned a note asking on the health of her Tom,” she replied.
“Can you imagine to what heavens our spaceships will go?” she asked.
“Geez, look at how high that grass has grown, I have to mow.” he replied.
“Can you try to manage to wash my dirty work clothes today?” he asked.
“If I can remember between doing dishes and dreaming away,” she replied.
“Do you think I could go far penning poetry from my soul?" she asked.
“I don’t know, but I can’t eat cereal if I can’t find a clean bowl.” he replied.
“Don’t you balance the checkbook; I don’t know if we’re ahead?" he asked.
“But the chickens need observing, I keep the total in my head,” she replied.
“Will you read what I wrote and let me know if you like it?” she asked.
“No time, have to go to my corral and shovel out horse shit.” he replied.
“I don’t need his support, I have my self admiration...” she sighed.
“I don’t know why she doesn’t like things that bring me sedation.” he sighed.
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
© Copyright 9/14/03
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|Reviewed by Gwen Dickerson
|Erin! This is just great! I enjoyed it!|
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|Like it very much, Erin! A DAMN fine write! :D (((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Texas, Karen Lynn.|
|Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
|You are amazing you know that????
This is damn Good!!
|Reviewed by Katy Walsvik
|Who's tongue? WHICH CHEEK?! Ahhh, Erin.. you told us so brilliantly 'what poets see'.. I'd say, this, very recognizably, hits us smack dab where we feel. It's the 'lot in life' work that's very real when you're a poet.. a dreamer?.. we of the creative minds and the darner of socks salute you! In the end, it's all fodder for our writing, isn't it? sigh.. creative commentary.. inescapable truth. You're amazing! love, katy xox.|
|Reviewed by J. Murphy
|Quite clever indeed. J.|
|Reviewed by Jaclynn Huntington
|**chuckling in two part harmony with Julie** Very clever... a delight to read.
|Reviewed by Julie Donner Andersen
|*chuckle* Shame on you, Erin, eavesdropping on my conversations with Hubs! tee hee
This was just darlin', Darlin'. And I like the shameless plug for your "Chicken" poem. Touche!!
|Reviewed by T. Emilie Dybevik (Reader)
|LOL---this is really great! You made me laugh-- :) Love it! Men should not just wear the pants ;)
|Reviewed by Leland Waldrip
|Yeah, same as Jerry for me, Erin, only my wife's name is Linda. Maybe it's the poet thing that makes for a "benevolent disconnect." LOL
Great write that hits home.
|Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
|Switch the male and female roles here and you almost have my dear sweet wife Dottie and I. Great insight. Great write.|