Through the looking glass
onto the stage
mic in hand
belting out the
Connie Francis song
age fourteen
pretending nineteen
lusting for life
naivete
without a parachute
who's sorry now
"ellecee"
For
imaginary garden with real toads
Time Warp - 1958
Hopefully not too sorry for the life and daring of a youth long gone.
ReplyDeleteLove it! I am singing Who's Sorry Now..brings back such memories. :)
ReplyDeleteLOVE this!!
ReplyDeleteOops. Longlasting sorrow?
ReplyDeleteTightly written.
BTW, One of these days I'm going to find out what these samll stones are.
I remember that song! My mom used to play it on the record player. I was her second child, born in '59 when she was just nineteen. A child, still, she danced and sang and listened to music a lot when I was very little.
ReplyDeleteI did love Connie Francis and 'Who's Sorry Now' ... I remember my boyfriend's father had a HUGE crush on her which at the time I thought was 'gross.'
ReplyDeleteOh my gosh, Connie would love this.
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness, you so totally nailed this!!!!!! "naivete without a parachute".
ReplyDeletewell done indeed. I was happy to see you had linked! I think this piece is simple and confident. Viva la
ReplyDeleteYou packed a lot in this short piece, and made it more compelling by doing so. Excellent!
ReplyDeletedon't be sorry for what happened, celebrate every moment
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