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That Heavy Feeling

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                  My
     the heavy feeling of 
          that screech 

    And her slam ‘pon me
            collectively
                 as in
       her best friend too
          came suddenly

         Their press was
         to say the least
                stirring
          as myself now
                prone
             will attest

The conductor of that train
         disconcertingly 
           slammed on
               those
              brakes

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Laura Breidenthal

Date: 11/20/2011 1:59:00 AM

This one was interesting and awesome!! Always, Laura

Elizabeth Wesley

Date: 11/14/2011 7:50:00 PM

I would say you were lucky to have such a press and they were happy to have such an amazing landing place! Sounds like fun James.

M.I.A .

Date: 11/11/2011 10:33:00 PM

you present a tingling image here, wonderful!

John Loving Iii

Date: 11/10/2011 5:14:00 PM

they must have been very convincing. john

Carol Sunshine Brown

Date: 11/10/2011 5:39:00 AM

I have enjoyed reading your poetry and wish you the best in your writing endeavors whatever they may be James. May inspiration come into your soul each and every day. I will stop in at the Soup and see how you are doing from time to time. Love and best wishes always, Carol

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 11/9/2011 5:45:00 PM

gosh, I hope it was just a slam and that was all! INteresting poem topic, James! Loved that last part of how the conductor slammed on those brakes.

Daver Austin

Date: 11/9/2011 1:47:00 PM

A very nice way to hit the floor. Hope nobody was hurt. Love, daver

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 11/9/2011 12:35:00 PM

Thanks for your comments, James. Now don't forget to send seafaress8 your home address. At the post office the other day there was a long line. A darling little boy named Noah and a man who looked like Santa kept everyone entertained. I thought of your Noah, of course, and what a joy it must be to spend the holidays with him. Love, Carolyn

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 11/9/2011 12:01:00 PM

Very thought-provoking poem, James. Hearing disparaging words from a friend certainly can feel like a train wreck. I hope you'll email me your address so I can send you a Christmas card. Love you, Carolyn

James Peranteau
Date: 11/9/2011 12:09:00 PM

Hey Carolyn, *smiles*...you've seemingly came up with another analogy of mine write ! I'll have to read it over and look for your thoughts on this write. It's just a lil' wittiness about two girlies who fell on me when the train conductor hit the brakes unexpectedly! lol...love ya girlie for reading ! Much love, james