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Blinded by the Luck

written by: Gerry Stefanson

 

being cheap / being fashion / being hunter
opportunity grinding to gain C’moi a buck
affiliated with charities, church foundation, goodwill store
of course, they can help underwrite / my monetized efficiencies
so much less, for so much more.

down the street around a corner /
gray-haired grannies volunteer
deep creaks in the floorboards / racks/stacks always more to fold
aisle three by clothing tree / coat rack / cashmere coat
full length / slight charcoal hue / belt to tie / double-breasted
silk scarf in sleeve / kid gloves inside pocket

asking fifty-five – offer thirty even.

granny claims brand new / never worn
fifty or walk / without this / I cannot survive
forty-two tall my size / perfect fit / not surprised
slight scent of moth balls.
Svelte, I stray out the door
scarf on neck / hand in gloves / goes to pocket
folded paper / official note

“Lt. Johnny not marching home again.”

 

NOTE:

Based on the Prompt – The Last Letter

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10 Responses

    1. phyllis, thank you for your kind response (I use lower case for my sir name as well).
      Life and art interact so quietly in partnership of us mortals, ten years back I was involved with a Not for profit on our Island and came across a virtually new Cashmere Coat with a white silk scarf? Of course I purchased it (paid full price and a tip), I wanted one for years, circa late forties, like new. I then checked the pockets!
      no note, ah! Then Dagmara offered this prompt – wrote and submitted. it ASAP only took ten years?
      That for your thoughtfulness, I’m a big fan of yours.

  2. Hi Gerry: What an interesting piece… How sad to find that note in a jacket, “Lt Johnny Not Marching Home Again”. My take on this, is there must be a soldier’s story behind that one – and a grieving family who forgot to check the pockets. I once worked in a neighborhood “Thrift Shop” when I was fifteen years old, for $5.00 and free lunch every Saturday – 8 hours each week lol…I would place price tags on donated clothing items and put them on hangers and racks, always wondering about the “Story” behind the person who once wore those clothes. Reading your piece, “Blinded by the Luck”, took me back there; “creaky floor boards”, “smell of moth balls”, “gray-haired grannies”. Great imagery, very thought-provoking, and a very poignant story. Wonderful writing, as always Gerry. Write on my friend. All the Best. – Phyllis

  3. Hi Phyllis, thrills me to reach you via poetry & story. It’s the common tie that binds and they are so many. Careful not to spill the beans or crack the egg, but enough rope to hang the story and not the author is a balance. I envision that later “40’s single man based out of family home – time passes as do people the coat carries a story then becomes the story. It’s a small world after all. Thanks for your support, Happy Trails & tales you tell – gerry

    1. Again, many thanks, happy you enjoy the stories. I enjoyed writing to this prompt – Spillwords hit my tale on the preverbal nail head, I did a double check of all the pockets, but found a related idea from an old friend instead, his title “A pocket full of Holes” a tip of the hat to John Wort Hannan, Alberta singer songwriter, lots of talent (shhh, I’m stealing this title). Happy spreading of words. – gerry

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