I was going to write for the second set of prompts. It got away from me and this somehow appeared on the page. I guess I ignored those prompts
Written for OLWG #21
I met her in the dance hall where she worked
‘Dime a dance’
I introduced myself, “Sam,” said I, extending my hand
“Joy,” she said in kind as she stands.
She’s not like the other girls who have drawn my attention
she’s taller than I; red corkscrews frame her face.
She has milky white skin, heavy breasts and hips.
A dusting of freckles decorates her nose and cheek bones.
“What brings you to The Five Boroughs?” she asks;
light accent lending music to her words.
“Sailor on shore leave,” I explain,
“you?”
“I live here,” she says.
She leans in close and we dance.
At ten cents per, I buy her entire card for a song.
We spend the evening together.
She won’t let me steal a kiss when the ball room closes,
but she gives me her address and permission to write.
I write, I write daily.
She writes back.
This week there are two sets of prompts. I ignored both for this post:
- I’m gonna be late for work
- Hippopotamus
- Wait till your father gets home
- They had one greedy son
- King of clubs
- I do
Good on you, Thom, for following your inclination 🙂
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Hello, Tish, good to see you!
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Cheers, Thom. Happy weekend!
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Unfinished story…This is interesting.
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(looking up synonyms for “sweet”…) What an endearing post. I’m sure war brides and grooms the world over can relate to it. And I love the free association to the prompt (as in, no association, but only to write!)
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Great pictures – her red corkscrews. I think this could fit with the ‘I do’ prompt. At least your story could definitely be a precursor to them both saying it.
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Yes it could. It could indeed. Thanks
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Excellent! 😎😎😎🥀🥀🥀
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Brilliant piece. Prompts, or no prompts.I was there.
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