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Tuesday, February 11, 2020

Wranglers, Whiskey and White Socks


The mustachioed cowboy
with grass stains
on his knees 
plays the slide guitar for me.

The barmaid fills shots,
the whiskey flows,
wranglers, white socks, 
a band of four.

Mustache in a Stetson
bends over the keys
feet work the pedals
smiles for me.


A Quadrille for dVerse, the pub where poets hang out.

10 comments:

De Jackson said...

Awww. I love this, from the title on. A personal serenade.

Anthony Duce said...

Imaging a great place to hang out and just be. Enjoyed.

Yvonne Osborne said...

De,
Thanks! And thanks for the challenge to say something in 44 words.

Tony,
Thanks! There are too few places like this in my neck of the woods.

sarah said...

Nice - the title has a proper "country" feel, and the night sounds great fun. We all need a serenade from time to time.

Yvonne Osborne said...

Sarah,
Agreed, even if it's make believe. Thanks for taking a minute.

Truedessa said...

It sounds like a nice little escape.

purplepeninportland.com said...

Feeling like a country escape to Wherever!

Frank Hubeny said...

I like the mention of grass stains and white socks.

brudberg said...

So many nice details and flow in this quadrille. I feel like this would be a great place to be

Yvonne Osborne said...

Truedessa,
Thank you?!

Purplepen,
Indeed it was.

Frank,
Details like that stuck in my mind. Thanks.

Brudberg,
Thank you so much!