poetry jam
on a sunny afternoon
she pegged the washing out
when a bitter wind blew up from the south
and ripped her clothes about
she stood in shock without her frock
all naked to the world
and then she thought
i don't give a stuff
that's me and ferme ta gueule
what an imagination...great thinking...in different perspective!
ReplyDeleteThank you . Great imagination perhaps...but unfortunately not so great at the grass roots level e.g. character assessment.
ReplyDeleteReally great take on the prompt and this is a great picture of the unexpected.
ReplyDeleteHa...yes I like that pic too!
DeleteNo-one I’ve shown the text exchange to can figure out what lead to your rudeness. You have a bloody cheek to round on me the vicious way you did and then play the poor little victim card.
ReplyDeleteNo-one I've shown the text exchange to can understand your response i.e.publishing private text messages on your FB and blog without even an attempt at seeking an explanation.
DeleteVa te faire foutre is not vicious in either French or in English.I think you do know that unless you have been living under a rock for some decades.A normal guy would have laughed. It was an appropriate response to your initial 2 rude messages. I can only think you are avid for scandal, otherwise why are you putting this in the public domain as an anonymous commenter when you can contact me privately.
Well, Happy Jack, if invited, would gladly kiss you arse - metaphorically speaking, of course, as he is a married man and this could be construed as infidelity.
Delete*chuckle*
Jack you are a very bad boy. Now I shall throw a tantrum, throw my toys out of the pram write vile things about you on my blog and FB and take a poll, drumming up support for my effete sensibilities LOL
DeleteYou made me smile, Rallentenda, including your unexpected use of French in such circumstances.
ReplyDeleteI only ever use French in such unexpected circumstances.Not everyone smiles when I do:)
ReplyDeleteha. had to look up the expression...
ReplyDeletehey, sounds like she is comfortable in who she is
and that is all that matters.
Yes, she is comfortable in who she is ,and she is most discomforted, to realise that she has been unwittingly associating with an unscrupulous person who publishes confidential text messages on FB and a blog. Grandpa is not what he seems!
ReplyDeleteaww...the treacherous south wind on a sunny afternoon....she didn't have any other option than saying those...ha.. :) great take on the prompt..
ReplyDeleteI live in Australia. Saying "those...ha" is not a hanging offense here, particularly if it is said in private correspondence, which is generally treated as private by decent people, and therefore not for general publication.l!
ReplyDeleteWell, it seems that she was comfortable with who she was & was not lacking in self esteem.
ReplyDelete◕‿◕｡) what a gal, Have a nice Wednesday
ReplyDeleteMuch Love…
that's one best example for accepting the situation as is and be comfortable ...very nice Rallentanda:)
ReplyDeleteRallentanda, your wit takes the day again! Fun and very well written :-)
ReplyDeleteUnexpected for sure! Nicely done.
ReplyDeleteJack wants to know who this 'Grandpa' person is. As we cultured and refined people say: "ad urinam pedum longe placet."
ReplyDelete" Grandpa " person was someone I regarded as a friend and felt comfortable enough with to trust.!
DeleteI don't recall that Latin phrase in Caesar's Gallic Wars. Perhaps it is in a later edition :)
ReplyDeleteHahaha... Such a funny little poem.. Can be rather embarressing but really cute...
ReplyDeleteFunny! This was certainly unexpected. Very nice one, Rallentanda!
ReplyDeleteShe is being herself, that's what made her what she is! That's different take on the prompt rather interesting to go through. Like the usage of expression at the end!
ReplyDeleteSounds like lots of turmoil, but she's taking it better than the Emperor when he discovered his lack of clothes.
ReplyDeleteI had to laugh when I read this, Rall. Excellent take on the prompt and J'ai vraiment aimé les mots français inattendus
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