Plywood box on runners
trailing Grandpa’s truck,
speeding, jolting
around horse pasture -
Eye streaming,
nose-hair stiffening,
teeth chattering
ecstasy!
Author notes
20 words, prompt: sleigh
A contest entry
- sleigh by Melissa Gayle.
300 points, ended December 20, 2007, 6 entries
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This brought back memories for me.
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Thanks, Melissa Gayle, for taking the time to read and comment
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You make me really feel it, that's a g
Good luck in the contest
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Thanks, 2lullabyhaven, for your encouraging comment and clappies
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haha, I remember scenes like this very well...our's was an old hood off an Oldsmobile that was pulled, horsedrawn when the snows were so deep we couldn't get out with the truck/tractor to feed the cattle. It was so bad that winter that helicopters were used to fly in feed for the livestock in our area. Anyway, I enjoyed this look back, and can relate to it very well. Well done.
Rory
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Thanks, apoeticinjustice, for the beautiful memory you shared! Love the old car hood! Part of growing up then and there was the almost intuitive capacity to make/adapt whatever you had into what you needed. Yes, even poverty has its perks
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