Thursday, December 22, 2016

Dancing to Brook Benton


                                              ... at a bar just off the strip / we danced to brook benton                          

                 ... tenuous life couldn't reach us

                                                                                        ... if I ever get a moment back ... I want that one


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10 comments:

  1. AnonymousDecember 22, 2016 at 5:26 PM

    I also have such memories, and they are priceless!

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  2. shoreacresDecember 23, 2016 at 7:10 AM

    I couldn't remember "Brook Benton." Then, with only a few bars of the music, it all came flooding back. Poetry and music is a powerful combination.

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    1. Teresa EvangelineDecember 23, 2016 at 8:05 AM

      And music makes powerful memories ....

      So good to see you ...

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  3. Geo.December 24, 2016 at 1:21 PM

    Beautiful poem. Beautiful.

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    1. Teresa EvangelineDecember 24, 2016 at 1:31 PM

      Thank you so much, Geo., for reading and commenting. It's good to hear from you.

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  4. Penny O'NeillDecember 27, 2016 at 10:33 AM

    A magical moment in time, it seems, and an evocative poem. I hope your season has been merry and bright, and wish you the happiest of New Years.

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    1. Teresa EvangelineDecember 27, 2016 at 3:51 PM

      Thank you, Penny. It was a good Christmas ... I hope it was for you, as well. Happy New Year!

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  5. ToolieFebruary 5, 2017 at 9:28 AM

    I'm enjoying these fragments and moments in your blog. Beautiful words, the images flood in as a result.

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    1. Teresa EvangelineFebruary 5, 2017 at 9:47 AM

      Thank you for visiting. I appreciate your comment. :)

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