Magpie Tales is a blog “dedicated to the enjoyment of poets and writers, for the purpose of honing their craft, sharing it with like-minded bloggers, and keeping their muses alive and well.” Each week, it offers an image as a writing prompt.
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Wild Women wear
tight jeans, western boots,
dance in bars
’til bras melt to skin
and wolves howl the hillsides.
Wild Women step hard
enough to warp the wood,
set the blues on fire —
all the better to
eye the eyes,
rope one or not,
sing full-moon songs
until dawn.
One of the finest poems this week ~ Wild Woman .. I’d like to think I’ve been her a few times in my almost 73 years! Oh yes.
Ah, a kindred spirit!!! Wish I could meet you.
I’ve met a few in my time but never been lassoed . . . . lol
Loved the poem
Cheers ~ Eddie
Clouds and Silvery Linings
Oh yeah, and they really know how to live!
Wild for sure. 🙂
This is the most comments I’ve gotten from any poem that I’ve linked to Magpie Tales. I guess everyone is fascinated by wild women. But you wouldn’t want to marry one. 🙂
absolutely loved it!!