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Sunday, January 16, 2011

COMING OF AGE


Poetry Potluck










Her name was Connie
and I thought I might be able to
steal my first real kiss
when one summer afternoon at Jake's house
she allowed his horny poodle named Charlie
to hump her leg

With words of encouragement like
COME ON CHARLIE...
YOU CAN DO IT...
THAT'S A GOOOOD BOY !
she urged him on
to the climactic moment of his life

When he threw in the towel
she called for one

That night in the back seat of Jake's car
I placed my mouth upon hers
awkwardly
not fitting exactly the way I figured it should
but our tongues made contact
the Eagle had landed

She must have known I'd never frenched before
but a guy's gotta start somewhere
and where better than a sixteen-year old woman of the world
who had kissed lots of guys
and fulfilled the fondest desire
of at least one poodle

29 comments:

  1. No offense, Tim...but that's just wierd.

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  2. LINDA,
    Truth is often stranger than fiction.

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  3. Wow - most people shake humping dogs OFF their legs!

    Your description of the awkwardness of the first kiss is priceless.

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  4. If ever I've seen a clear case of a girl asking for the French kiss, this is it! ...a little demented in a strangely fascinating look-at-a-car-wreck kinda way...

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  5. Well, now I feel guilty about pushing my friend's dog off my leg!

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  6. TALON,
    I was shy, but SOMETHING told me she was THAT kind of girl !

    LORRAINE,
    French poodle, French kiss...romance was in the air!

    KOBICO,
    And well you should...think about it from the dog's perspective !

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  7. Your odds were better after the poodle romp,
    if you were prompt,
    all that excitement in the air,
    and everywhere,
    and definitely more memorable than worse, because now it is in verse.

    Your poem definitely got my attention, it had a poetic flow, great imagery, but I tend to agree with the weird train-wreck theory.

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  8. very funny name and witty words...


    beautiful delivery of your sentiments.
    Happy Potluck!
    A++

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  9. nice timoteo.. thank you for sharing! here's my potluck.. http://fiveloaf.wordpress.com/2010/06/19/my-whole-world/

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  10. You have to appreciate the attitude of a girl like that. Talk about tolerance and compassion....or something. Great and actually rather tender piece.

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  11. LOL that made me laugh! Well written with a wry sense of humour.

    http://jessicasjapes.wordpress.com/2011/01/17/rain/

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  12. How wonderfully funny! This is such a great poetic memory.

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  13. Hey Agnes.. come get this chaw again.. gotta another giggle coming..

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  14. She sounded like a pretty wild gal, Timoteo!

    (Got her number still? LOL!)

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  15. ha. a little action is a little action...too many bad thoughts...resisting terrible jokes...fun one shot

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  16. Oh, my. I'm strangely fascinated... Must be the train wreck syndrome.

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  17. Hilarious... Lmao over the clean up towel call. Anwesome

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  18. Oh my god. I cracked up. Great stuff but wow, well...strange senses of humor. Kudos to that odd, odd girl.

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  19. that was unexpected! I kept reading thinking, "no way, no she is not, omg..." Unlike for the dog, the clean up towel was the climactic point for me - too funny!

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  20. Something very similar happened to me once upon a time ... Very witty Timoteo!

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  21. but poodles aren't really French...just sayin'

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  22. hahaha... I actually snorted on reading this, Tim! She allowed the dog to hump her leg... I am beginning to wonder if she really kissed all those guys you say she did! ;-)

    A superbly witty one, my friend!! hehe

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  23. Thanks EVERYONE for stopping by!

    SHEWRITING,
    Yep, just an old fashioned gal, she was. They don't make 'em like that any more!

    ERIC,
    Don't know that you'd want her number after all this time...I know I wouldn't kiss her again==no telling where that mouth has been!

    KAVITA,
    I knew she had kissed a lot of guys before me--but some of them were dogs.

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  24. This is fantastic. Brought a smile to my very tired face today!

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