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She liked driving fast The number plate in the dust Read DOT.OZ.LimaLimaBrava Their destination was Wichita Foot to the Floor Off Route 66 Silver Lady purred Some Kansas backwater Galena sped by in a blur He kind of liked it that she wore hardly a stitch and scowled like Sylvia Plath Short skirt, Long Jacket, he did the math They were in Steinbeck country “Grapes of Wrath” “Cake, you know how it is - Let them eat Cake!” he said, as he grinned She was smokin’ hot, brunette not blonde, hair free, blowing in the wind, red lips pouting, ripe for kissing The Devil was taking Hell for a spin The book rights were due for copyrite, the big screen and a Pullitzer Prize of a prestigous win He couldn’t stop laughing Didn’t know where to begin He considered a lemon peel and green Olive in his gin She was delivering all of his vespers Rare pearls she threw with delight, holding the wheel just right, long legs, a veritable heaven-sent sin Dior delivered the goods with Violet-scented Uber Vixen Dom Pérignon sparkling wit and chagrin Toot-toot! she liked to win playing Euchre was her thing … “Where’s the Bird?” she fluttered her eyes flirtatiously at him Flying fast foot to the floor hand switches up the gear shift, the wheels spin, engines roar “Going to Hell-in-a-handbasket to Lucifer”, she thought Destination Wichita off Route 66 In the wake of Silver Lady’s spinning wheels A murder of crows perched on the passing telegraph poles caw-cawed caw-cawed their beaks covered in dust above them a flock of old buzzards soared balding, their tale feathers falling off in fast spiralling tufts... (LadyLabyrinth/2019)
https://youtu.be/JAzTnsSgs2s DONOVAN
“There ain't no sin and there ain't no virtue. There's just stuff people do.” John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath
https://youtu.be/u7aDstrDMf0 CAKE
“You're bound to get ideas if you go thinkin' about stuff” John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath “She's touring the facility and picking up slack”. Cake “She's mad, but she's magic. There's no lie in her fire.” Bukowski
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Date: 4/3/2019 2:37:00 AM
This, my friend is on my FAV list; I fell in love with the characters immediately! She is a story, and a poem, and a delight!
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Date: 4/3/2019 5:18:00 AM
Thanks Krutisinger. Knew you would. Made a slight edit to the story. I got a thing for Steinbeck, Grapes of Wrath and all that jazz.
Date: 4/2/2019 10:44:00 PM
“Before I knowed it, I was sayin' out loud, 'The hell with it! There ain't no sin and there ain't no virtue. There's just stuff people do. It's all part of the same thing.' . . . . I says, 'What's this call, this sperit?' An' I says, 'It's love. I love people so much I'm fit to bust, sometimes...'
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Date: 4/2/2019 10:45:00 PM
' . . . . I figgered, 'Why do we got to hang it on God or Jesus? Maybe,' I figgered, 'maybe it's all men an' all women we love; maybe that's the Holy Sperit-the human sperit-the whole shebang. Maybe all men got one big soul ever'body's a part of.'
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Date: 4/2/2019 10:45:00 PM
Now I sat there thinkin' it, an' all of a suddent-I knew it. I knew it so deep down that it was true, and I still know it.” John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath
Date: 4/2/2019 10:42:00 PM
“Ain't you thinkin' what's it gonna be like when we get there? Ain't you scared it won't be nice like we thought?
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Date: 4/2/2019 10:43:00 PM
No, she said quickly. No, I ain't. You can't do that. I can't do that. It's too much - livin' too many lives. Up ahead they's a thousan' lives we might live, but when it comes, it'll on'y be one.” John Steinbeck,The Grapes of Wrath
Date: 4/2/2019 10:41:00 PM
“And her joy was nearly like sorrow.” John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath
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Date: 4/2/2019 10:41:00 PM
“Women can change better’n a man,” Ma said soothingly. “Woman got all her life in her arms. Man got it all in his head.” “Man, he lives in jerks-baby born an’ a man dies, an’ that’s a jerk-gets a farm and looses his farm, an’ that’s a jerk. Woman, its all one flow, like a stream, little eddies, little waterfalls, but the river, it goes right on. Woman looks at it like that. We ain’t gonna die out. People is goin’ on-changin’ a little, maybe, but goin’ right on.”
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Date: 4/2/2019 10:40:00 PM
“I nearly always write just as I nearly always breathe.” John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath
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Date: 4/2/2019 10:39:00 PM
“I've done my damndest to rip a reader's nerves to rags, I don't want him satisfied.” John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath
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Date: 4/2/2019 10:38:00 PM
“Two are better than one,because they have a good reward for their labor. For if they fall, the one will lif' up his fellow, but woe to him that is alone when he falleth, for he hath not another to help him up.” John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath
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Date: 4/2/2019 10:37:00 PM
“The clouds appeared and went away, and in a while they did not try anymore.” John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath
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Date: 4/2/2019 10:37:00 PM
“Gonna cuss an' swear an' here the poetry of folks talkin'.” John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath
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Date: 4/2/2019 10:36:00 PM
John Steinbeck https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Steinbeck
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Date: 4/2/2019 10:36:00 PM
EBOOK Grapes of Wrath http://www.gutenberg.us/wplbn0000354499-the-grapes-of-wrath-by-steinbeck-john.aspx
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Date: 4/2/2019 10:35:00 PM
Charles Bukowski, Bluebird https://medium.com/poem-of-the-day/charles-bukowski-bluebird-f4e80e5000ef
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Date: 4/2/2019 10:34:00 PM
Charles Bukowski https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charles_Bukowski
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Date: 4/2/2019 10:33:00 PM
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cutting_on_action
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