down by the trailer . . .
By ruthless48
{media interactive work
~ meant to be read while listening to inspiring artist’s song
at this link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BoA5cqDSasM
Neil Young ~ Down By The River}
pregnancy sobers 20 year old skin
when Neil Young guitar riffs come pouring in
baby’s father sways with his hand on my unborn child
wraps me in his arms, sings how madness is sorrow, eyes wild
lyrics ‘shot her dead’ drip leaving
my skin crawling as with hips he entwines
a dependent body shivers, and as always my mind
he guides into hippie blue eyes
reprograms schema to another color of sense
do I relax?
baby tumbles
guitar screams , no defense
I settle in
down by the trailer
give up warnings in my head
I'm not listening to Mama
kissing his neck
he’ll shoot your baby dead
Author's Note:
some songs trigger thingsAwards
Comments on "down by the trailer . . . "
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On Saturday, November 10, 2012, Invisible Girl
(134) wrote:
Sounds like a rough life.. with no choices... desperation even..your words take this reader right there..well done
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On Sunday, November 11, 2012, ruthless48
(172) wrote:
thank you ~ funny how songs can recreate a moment felt, like ice cubes melting down your back, even if that moment was almost three decades ago . . . thank you for the read and input
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On Monday, September 10, 2012, FadedBlues
(2096) wrote:
...quite a remorseful scene. we can feel the lack of security & hope...
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On Monday, September 10, 2012, ruthless48
(172) wrote:
FadedBlues! the ice in our glass is always melting. at the time, it was my iceberg. wouldn't trade my daughters for any global warming climate change. i guess you just bundle the babies and wait for a thaw, and as Dwells said: "Cheers!" spot on insight. thank you so much for the read and the comment. Nice to be back.
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On Monday, September 10, 2012, dwells
(4177) wrote:
Not quite sure what to think about the baby daddy here, something more than meets the eye and it sounds like Momma knows him best, cheers!
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On Monday, September 10, 2012, ruthless48
(172) wrote:
Dwells! Life is always a mixed bag, & damn if Mama doesn't know every recipe! Peace Bro! thanx for the read & the comment, good to be back