Jan
31
Yes, Bob Dylan inspired this poegle
Filed Under Poegles
Marriage
At the beginning our minds are just blank slates.
You’re in my lost country now, attentive, as ever, to
my need, painfully genuine. Good at remembering
where we park. And quite cute and stylish
in that Montreal way.
We pass our days in a happy swoon, good at these
delicious mediocrities. Full of cliché plots, stock characters,
improbable coincidences. And it’s still only Wednesday.
Think of the world you carry within you. All the romance of Paris,
the showgirls of Montmartre, a cross-country road trip, down the
country lanes in England, wanderlust.
Only the oversized hats and wigs hint at a wild past.
Don’t you remember those who were free? The sense of living
too far at the edge. Bathing in the sweet scent of orchids.
Circling around the ancient tower.
Most of us have played it safe. Hip-slung with pleated aprons,
thinking of our own future. Keep working at it.
There’s no deep meaning or powerful statement here, just a fun time.
-Polly in the Blue Ridge (search phrase “short pants romance”)
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