I came .. I saw ... I conquered
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bragged
you had a plan
bragged
you had a plan
how life was going to be
well excuse me honey ~~
you
never
planned
planned
on
me
boasted
it would never happen
ditch that little black book
your claim to fame
well excuse me honey ~
you
never
planned
on
me
you. never. saw. me. coming!
I love the way you set this, Helen. Kick ass write.
ReplyDeletehah! :) ~
ReplyDeletegood one as always!!!
ReplyDeletewhat happens when the unstoppable force meets the immovable object?
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Like MZ, I also love the structure of this poem, as well as the repetition. Honey had better watch out!
ReplyDeleteHear me roar, purrrr. I love this!
ReplyDeleteLove! What a force!
ReplyDeleteExcellent!!!!
ReplyDeletethat ignored Plan B, awesome write
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping over at my blog Helen.
much love...
You conquered! Very Clever. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteI read this aloud while glaring at my screen, moving my hands and that silent-fighting-words-way my people has... And I love your voice, your tone, your way to come down hard on the one who was too full of him/herself to see you coming and conquering. Yum!
ReplyDeleteI often read poems aloud (the frustrated performer lurking inside) ... I am actually attempting to put this poem to music! Smiles!
Deletebragging and boasting - usually are "blinding" activities. I hear a bit of Gloria Gaynor here :)
ReplyDeleteIt never happens until it happens. Right? Yup, that's true enough.
ReplyDeleteBlessings and Bear hugs!
Honey is in deep trouble! Fun to read and your effect is grand~
ReplyDeleteThose bad boys better be careful with what they wish for. Great write. Marc Anthony got Egypt and then he met Cleopatra.
ReplyDeleteWicked flow here Helen ~ I love your response, smiles ~
ReplyDeleteAwesome, darling!
ReplyDeletexoxox,
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perfection! You poetess you!
ReplyDeleteOh, I love this. Wish I had read this when I was in my 20's!! So true if we had the confidence to say it!!
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping. I love the thongs, too. Gold is the new thing.
Jane xxx
I like it, Helen (of course it is written to a GUY). The repetition is adds a lot and will be very appropriate for your song.
ReplyDeleteTo help my appreciation, a part of it fit me, I never saw Mrs. Jim coming. She and my buddy's friend were waiting for me to come to a supper put on by our landlord. I wasn't supposed to be there that night but there was a late change. BUT, I wasn't like your fellow in the poem. I was naïve and carefree. I played with my motorcycle, took classes, worked, and was enjoying being single again with just a little bit of dating.
BTW, I had this disclaimer at the bottom of my Flash 55: "Today's poem is entirely fiction, not one iota relates to ME." So yes, of course I would have a drink with you.
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Great stuff. Never seen I came I saw I conquered from this perspective before. I like it.
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