Image: Charolett Gainsboroug AnOther
Another hot and sticky summer night,
and the thunder storms are rollin’ in
so I head down to the basement
with my coffee cup full ‘a gin
I’ve got all my favorite records
Rock ‘n roll and them ol’ time blues:
Angry screamin’ and lonely dreamin’
by folks who got nothin’ to lose
It’s cool and it’s safe in the basement
while the storm outside gets more frightenin'
I still hear the threat of the thunder
But can’t see the flash of the lightenin’
Written for The Mag creative writing group. Check it out.
ha...nice and lyrical mary....we spent plenty of time in the basement growing up...shooting pool listening to tunes....
ReplyDeleteThanks Brian, I was going for song lyrics. We had a pool table in the house I grew up in too.
Delete. . . or eben wonderin' which LP to play. Nice one, Mary.
ReplyDeleteThanks Doctor :o)
ReplyDeleteUsed to play pool and try to keep cool at our old place too. Very lyrical indeed from you.
ReplyDeleteI think we may need to organize a pool tourney! Thanks Pat.
ReplyDeleteA safe place described with style.
ReplyDeleteSafe, but not much of a view. Thank you Anthony.
ReplyDeleteOh, the basement of yesteryear holds so many memories... Thank you for the book suggestion - i
ReplyDeletewill be buying it. I also found the real life memories of the lady who had been born a slave, bought her freedom and came the dressmaker. Can't thank you enough for thinking of me!!!
You're very welcome Margaret. Besides being an outstanding writer you also have great timing!
Deletelyrical indeed Mary....thanks for sharing this
ReplyDeleteThank you Wayne.
DeleteFull of atmosphere - even without the flash of lightening! Great response to the prompt. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you Jinksy. When I was a kid we didn't have A/C, so had to go to the basement to cool off.
DeleteDeft and skillful, not to mention smart.
ReplyDeleteThank you Breowne. :o)
DeleteAngry screamin’ and lonely dreamin’
ReplyDeleteby folks who got nothin’ to lose
just loved this.
Thank you Dave!
DeleteHope you're satisfied ... 'Thunder Road' is going to cycle in my brain all day!!!
ReplyDeleteGreat poem, Mary.
Oh, I hope that's not a bad thing ...at least not too bad! Thank you, as always Helen.
DeleteOh! Lyrical...this ones needs some music, too! You're on a roll...
ReplyDeleteThanks Tess...I'm actually working on that. :o)
DeleteGettin down to the music down in the basement through life's storms....great response to the prompt Mary! :-)
ReplyDeleteThank you Carrie :o)
DeleteI like the lilt in your poem, Mary. :-)
ReplyDeleteThanks Imelda. It surprised me how much I drop my 'g's when I tried to make this sound like actual speech, lol.
DeleteWonderful - great place where this went.
ReplyDeleteThank you Buddah :o) Sometimes it's good to go to the basement.
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ReplyDeleteClever - couldn't stop reading after the opening line. You create a great atmosphere.
Aww, thanks Bee :o)
DeleteI know a "G" that I do NOT want you a droppin!!!
ReplyDeleteNaw, I wouldn't drop that G! lol
DeleteYou've created a place ro shelter from the storms of life here. I never lived in a house with a basement but I would have loved to.
ReplyDeleteThey can be cool or scary...or sometimes both! Thanks for reading Nell.
DeleteThis is great! Warm, safe haven from the storms raging outside!
ReplyDeleteTHank you so much Az faran!
ReplyDeleteMary, i had no idea you and the thrash metal band you lead would practice in the cellar in the middle of the night, but it makes sense if your cover is not to be blown !
ReplyDeleteHeehee - shhh...I'm trying to keep a low profile.
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