Thursday, June 21, 2012

Done Until Dusk

Dawn brought weeding, dungarees, and t-shirt,
flip-flopped feet, head to toe gnats, green shavings and dirt.
Mid-morning showers revived and refreshed
to a bouncy, kicky neon green hippy dress.
Mountain folks’ eyes blared the wonder,
“Is she a koo-koo?”
Other hill fellas seemed dazzled by stardom,
“Well, hello darlin’.”
A toss of coconut-shampooed hair said,
“Who cares” and then again,
“Oo-la-la to you too honey,” with a wink.
Fun, tantalizing, and thrilling little loop.
Dusk settled on dungarees, dirt and chicken poop. 

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