Sunday, September 4, 2011

Magpie Tales Photo Prompt 81: Lovers' Lane

Photo courtesy of Tess Kincaid


parking 


remember how 
we kissed in 
dingy lanes,

summer heat to 
soak our breathing, 
curling between
window cracks, 

engines at idle
for the unexpected 
escape from 
unplanned harried
intrusions; 

the sins of our youth
and playground fervor
waited patiently 

to bind us to a road 
we never considered
as winding. 

Poem ©2011 R. Burnett Baker 
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23 comments:

  1. AizaSeptember 4, 2011 at 6:57 AM

    Haha. I never thought of that picture that way. :) I like your interpretation. I saw sorrow when I looked at it. And you saw, well joy in some sort. Haha.

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  2. MartinSeptember 4, 2011 at 7:11 AM

    That summer heat, curling between window cracks, took me back.

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  3. MargaretSeptember 4, 2011 at 7:22 AM

    This is full of memories for most of us... Loved it.

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  4. Tess KincaidSeptember 4, 2011 at 7:27 AM

    Delicious memories...god, this makes me want to park and make out...

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  5. MaggieSeptember 4, 2011 at 8:13 AM

    The last three lines are glorious. : )

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  6. Brian MillerSeptember 4, 2011 at 10:36 AM

    nice...i like the close...places/roads we never considered winding...yep got some memories there...

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  7. Maxwell Mead Williams Robinson BarrySeptember 4, 2011 at 11:34 AM

    this is brilliant.
    stunning magpie.

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  8. Kay L. DaviesSeptember 4, 2011 at 12:24 PM

    Memories. Oh, yes. And we all thought we were the only ones.
    — K

    Kay, Alberta, Canada
    An Unfittie's Guide to Adventurous Travel

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  9. Rinkly RimesSeptember 4, 2011 at 1:47 PM

    The phrase about the 'winding road' is spell-binding. It somehow echoes the spirit of my offering.

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  10. UnknownSeptember 4, 2011 at 2:54 PM

    foggy memories of fogged up glass and feverish fumbling and fondling :)

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  11. ReflectionsSeptember 4, 2011 at 6:14 PM

    Especially like the final lines. Love your take on this one.

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  12. Maude LynnSeptember 4, 2011 at 6:36 PM

    Gorgeous!

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  13. robkistnerSeptember 5, 2011 at 2:24 AM

    inspired wonderfully seductive memories...

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  14. Désolé BoySeptember 5, 2011 at 4:50 AM

    Never had the chance to walk that lane.
    .
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    Love the poem;D

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  15. HelenSeptember 5, 2011 at 1:36 PM

    Oh yes, memories that still make be blush!

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  16. Erratic ThoughtsSeptember 5, 2011 at 8:47 PM

    Good old memories!
    Sometimes I laugh at them and er myself!:)

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  17. Tumblewords:September 6, 2011 at 7:45 PM

    The last stanza is the perfect finish to a wonderful read.

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  18. Arian TejanoSeptember 7, 2011 at 6:49 AM

    you had me at playground fervor. very suggestive. i like it when moral looseness holds a poem :)

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  19. Chronicles of IllusionsSeptember 7, 2011 at 3:39 PM

    I love this - reminded me of my youth - the 2nd stanza is beautiful - just beautiful

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  20. JinksySeptember 8, 2011 at 1:03 AM

    A winding road is less boring than a straight one...

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  21. hyperCRYPTICalSeptember 8, 2011 at 1:25 PM

    Wonderful stuff!

    Anna :o]

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  22. AnonymousSeptember 9, 2011 at 8:50 AM

    Great finish on this visual write. I like it!
    My entry: http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2011/09/09/he-was-a-ford-man-2/

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  23. AnonymousSeptember 9, 2011 at 9:10 AM

    Wonderfully done. I enjoyed it from start to finish, but the finish was a work of art. :-)

    "to bind us to a road
    we never considered
    as winding. "

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