Monday, January 28, 2013

Another Summer Storm


    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.

38 comments:

  1. ha...nice and lyrical mary....we spent plenty of time in the basement growing up...shooting pool listening to tunes....

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    1. Thanks Brian, I was going for song lyrics. We had a pool table in the house I grew up in too.

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  2. . . . or eben wonderin' which LP to play. Nice one, Mary.

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  3. Used to play pool and try to keep cool at our old place too. Very lyrical indeed from you.

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  4. I think we may need to organize a pool tourney! Thanks Pat.

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  5. A safe place described with style.

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  6. Safe, but not much of a view. Thank you Anthony.

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  7. Oh, the basement of yesteryear holds so many memories... Thank you for the book suggestion - i
    will 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!!!

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    1. You're very welcome Margaret. Besides being an outstanding writer you also have great timing!

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  8. lyrical indeed Mary....thanks for sharing this

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  9. Full of atmosphere - even without the flash of lightening! Great response to the prompt. :)

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    1. Thank you Jinksy. When I was a kid we didn't have A/C, so had to go to the basement to cool off.

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  10. Deft and skillful, not to mention smart.

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  11. Angry screamin’ and lonely dreamin’
    by folks who got nothin’ to lose

    just loved this.

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  12. Hope you're satisfied ... 'Thunder Road' is going to cycle in my brain all day!!!

    Great poem, Mary.

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    1. Oh, I hope that's not a bad thing ...at least not too bad! Thank you, as always Helen.

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  13. Oh! Lyrical...this ones needs some music, too! You're on a roll...

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    1. Thanks Tess...I'm actually working on that. :o)

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  14. Gettin down to the music down in the basement through life's storms....great response to the prompt Mary! :-)

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  15. I like the lilt in your poem, Mary. :-)

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    1. Thanks Imelda. It surprised me how much I drop my 'g's when I tried to make this sound like actual speech, lol.

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  16. Wonderful - great place where this went.

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    1. Thank you Buddah :o) Sometimes it's good to go to the basement.

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  17. Clever - couldn't stop reading after the opening line. You create a great atmosphere.

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  18. I know a "G" that I do NOT want you a droppin!!!

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  19. You'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.

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    1. They can be cool or scary...or sometimes both! Thanks for reading Nell.

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  20. This is great! Warm, safe haven from the storms raging outside!

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  21. Mary, 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 !

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  22. Heehee - shhh...I'm trying to keep a low profile.

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