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Friday, January 7, 2011

Big Tent poetry prompt: Feet

Virgin Feet at a Hoe-Down
by Laurie Kolp

Hungry eyes followed
     hot pink Ropers,
        skin-tight Wranglers
           and a mid-riff shirt
with honks, grins and “How-DEE!”
   The crowd was a’roarin’and music a’blarin’
“Welcome to the barefoot hoedown”
    Sue’s heart began racing
her palms became sweaty

wiggling      dotted     red
         toes        in

feet
as
tender
as
a
newborn
babe
    
smarted at the stinging of the hay
          needles piercing silky pillows
each step of the way...

"Grab your padner, DO-Si-Do!" 

Sue          her      out      the
     danced      way       of       pain.


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18 comments:

  1. annell4January 7, 2011 at 9:20 AM

    I had a great time at the dance! Pink boots indeed!

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  2. mareymercyJanuary 7, 2011 at 9:22 AM

    Great job working with the shape of the poem. Loved the last line, too.

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  3. barbaraJanuary 7, 2011 at 9:46 AM

    Clever.
    At least she doesn't have to worry about boots landing on her toes.

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  4. RJ ClarkenJanuary 7, 2011 at 9:46 AM

    I've never heard of a barefoot hoedown. Have you ever been to one? I loved how you made the poem 'dance' around. Very creative!

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  5. flaubertJanuary 7, 2011 at 10:44 AM

    Laurie, a good description of a hoedown. I went to a few in my childhood.
    Pamela

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  6. Laurie KolpJanuary 7, 2011 at 11:02 AM

    Thank you all for your comments!

    My muse must have been to a barefoot hoedown once or twice, but not me.

    Good point- stepping on toes not quite as bad this way. Hmm...

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  7. christopherJanuary 7, 2011 at 11:16 AM

    The First Dance

    I can't believe
    I had the guts to ask you
    out, let alone dance
    with you as if I
    knew how, me faking my moves
    and dripping my sweat
    between my wide eyes
    as I stare at you, drink you
    in as you move like
    all that's beautiful.

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  8. AnonymousJanuary 7, 2011 at 12:51 PM

    More than the words i loved how you arranged them .. as id they too danced on their own tune ;)

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  9. Terri L. FrenchJanuary 7, 2011 at 2:08 PM

    Yee Ha--that was a fun one!!

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  10. JamesJanuary 7, 2011 at 5:43 PM

    What a great read. You capture that rowdy feeling and the way no amount of pain is going to stop the good times. Nice work.

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  11. AnonymousJanuary 7, 2011 at 7:06 PM

    The shape/line break work is clever.

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  12. Laurie KolpJanuary 7, 2011 at 8:57 PM

    Thanks for your comments!

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  13. Tilly BudJanuary 8, 2011 at 4:26 AM

    I love what you did with this - it's all over the place, back and forth like at the hoedown, but carefully constructed. And it was great fun ro read!

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  14. Tumblewords:January 8, 2011 at 4:17 PM

    Great form - love the way she dances her way out of the pain - very nice piece!

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  15. KellyJanuary 9, 2011 at 11:27 AM

    Ouch! Loved "needles piercing silky pillows," and the last line is perfect.

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  16. RobinJanuary 9, 2011 at 12:29 PM

    SO clever!

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  17. S.E.IngrahamJanuary 9, 2011 at 8:44 PM

    I agree with Robin - sooo clever! Such a very cool treatment of the prompt - dancing out of the pain not the least of it ...

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  18. Brenda ClewsJanuary 9, 2011 at 10:31 PM

    Hey, a dance! Lovely!

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