Saturday, November 1, 2008

Scandalous for Sunday Scribblings

Just a light-hearted memory that I'm sure was scandalous to my parents.
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You Hear a Siren

And your heart flip-flops.
You’re going 115 mph
in a Chevy Impala
with your boyfriend.
You’re going parking
after a school dance.

Your best friends
are in the car behind you
and that’s why you are flying.
Put two guys together
in their parents’ cars
and they just have to race.

You’re sitting up close
next to your boyfriend
and you don’t bother to move
over when he slows to a stop
and the cop swaggers
up to the window.

What the hell. You’re in trouble
anyway.

And thus began the ending
of that relationship:
with a siren
and an idiot.
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18 comments:

  1. AnonymousNovember 1, 2008 at 5:56 PM

    Takes me back! Highly original take and I love it.

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  2. RoanNovember 1, 2008 at 7:46 PM

    I knew a guy like that. Great post. BJ

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  3. danniNovember 1, 2008 at 9:03 PM

    what a very neat piece --- amazing how the parents always tried to own the behaviours years ago, and so bore the consequences, too, as if their own - how bizarre was that???

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  4. AnonymousNovember 1, 2008 at 9:06 PM

    Great take! Loved it.

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  5. AnonymousNovember 1, 2008 at 9:20 PM

    And that was Scandalous! in those days.

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  6. Stan SkiNovember 1, 2008 at 11:46 PM

    Bad reputations; often the result of an overworked will to impress.

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  7. linda mayNovember 2, 2008 at 12:27 AM

    Sounds to me like they were lucky they were caught out. There are so many horrible conclusions for teens to a night like that.

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  8. annoNovember 2, 2008 at 5:52 AM

    Times change, guys don't. Not really. I loved this poem, and those closing lines are just perfect.

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  9. anthonynorthNovember 2, 2008 at 5:56 AM

    The silliness of youth. Eternal, I think.
    Nicely described, though.

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  10. paisleyNovember 2, 2008 at 7:36 AM

    oh that was great.. so fast paced and then a dull thud in the ending..... loved it!!!

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  11. Susan Helene GottfriedNovember 2, 2008 at 8:54 AM

    Hmm. Makes me wonder which of the three is the idiot...

    I think we've all been in this situation, to some degree. The nostalgia here is incredibly wonderful.

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  12. Jennifer HicksNovember 2, 2008 at 3:29 PM

    hmm...is the scandal over?
    great post...

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  13. AnonymousNovember 2, 2008 at 6:58 PM

    Yes Yes it's true. Back seat of a Chevy Impala and a girl named Mary Lou(no lie) My best friend owned the car and it was my job to hide the open booze and hand out the juicy fruit. Mary Lou was the most amazing French Kisser...I wasn't driving but I was an idiot...now I'm just an ass.

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  14. LucyNovember 2, 2008 at 11:50 PM

    I was so afraid it was going to be an accident. glad it was a ticket!
    nice piece!
    thanks for your comment.

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  15. AnonymousNovember 3, 2008 at 1:34 AM

    Love it!

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  16. lillyNovember 3, 2008 at 6:48 AM

    Nice one!

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  17. Tammy BrierlyNovember 3, 2008 at 12:47 PM

    The mom in me was wanting you to put your seatbelt on. LOL

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  18. AnonymousNovember 5, 2008 at 9:34 PM

    oh Linda, brought back memories of being young and not exactly brilliant.

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