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Contest Entry Decade Dash January 2017 |
Prompt Three We know the woman had her faults She sang the old Tennessee Waltz Oh how heart breaking it must be To see the things she had to see. Cigarettes rolled up in sleeves Chevy’s racing on the summer’s eves High school sweaters around one’s neck Getting slapped for just a peck. Old Glory waving in the squares The Ten Commandments on the stairs The DJ spinning forty-fives Everybody helping the other lives. Doors were never locked back then Oh if it were those days again! Prompt Three Sonnet 14 lines eight syllables each no iambic meter intended |