Brazen

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Driving home steamed up in traffic people trapped dissatisfied change but no progress I slam on the brakes careen into silence and escape finding myself thinking about love under a Fourth of July sky like a romance novel smoke massing overhead hearts ready to fire synchronized with the finale of a thousand fireworks a mesmerizing entrancing moment of recovery after a frazzling day and I told myself I said don’t lose the softness of your heart don’t let your life become hardened stained under constant stress don’t lose your most sensuous expressive self no one can ever take that from you unless you let that happen and then the car in back of me flipped me off and I looked at them and I took a big bite out of a peach that I didn’t eat for lunch and let the juice just drip down my chin and no I didn’t have any napkins.

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33 thoughts on “Brazen

  1. Thank goodness for soft fruits.

  2. mmmmmm…peaches… great response Kelly! ❀
    Diana xo

  3. ha! perfect – p.s. my nickname is peaches

  4. Peach juice… even better than flipping the bird. Brava!!

  5. Lol…you could have gone through a whole little routine but only scratched the surface. Just imagine if you both caught the light and we’re stuck next to each other. But that’s a whole different post.🍊😊

    • Is that a suggestion, Blogfather?! I would have probably spit the pit at their car if they were next to me… road rage with fruit… ha!

      • Lol…you don’t seem like the kind of person who would spit a pit at someone. Well, maybe, if the right situation presented itself..:)

      • Nah… definitely not me! Although I can’t help it with Bing cherries… which I love! And watermelon seed-spitting contests with my kids… but that’s it!

  6. Cool reaction, Kelly! Why should you suffer from anger of another person’s inner conflict?!

  7. Loved it, especially the peach. @sheilamgood at Cow Pasture Chronicles

  8. “Do I dare to eat a peach?
    I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
    I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.”

    TS Eliot

  9. Oooh, I love this rambling stream of consciousness wandering through the loud busyness and heated traffic of life’s impatient aggravations and love’s tenderhearted tap for the soul’s attention and that one succulent fruit that reminds us of the sweetness of life. ❀

  10. What is it about this that’s so absolutely satisfying? Is it the juicy peach or what? I just feel satisfied reading it πŸ™‚

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