The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!

[Scott6373]

Wrap yourself
                   oh wild one!
Betwixt the spaces
                   in my soul.
Refuse in your endeavor,
                   to carry the salt,
Of craven days long past
                   into our present.


Twist as the wind
                   off a mountain,
Makes it's way
                   around the words,
Be-spelled, and bespoken,
                   that do not fall,
From your pursed lips
                   yet are loudly echoed.


Reach my heart
                   with your calloused hand.
Make the journey
                   in manner only,
That you can know
                   by the tearing
Of skin as soft
                   as that of a babe.


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[mariez]

So great to see new drabblers!

Goadra, loved the political drabble - Congressman Aguirre?  Shudder.

Wow, Janice - loved how you moved time forward -you gave us three drabbles-in-one!

November 2, 1985

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"Yep...real good......real good bud.....Just glad your here...Jack"

"Me too....me too." Jack leaning into Ennis.

"Hey Ennis....you...you wanna...you know go in the house...."

"Guess it's gettin' close ta lunch, huh?...Just wanna stay like this a while longer fer just a bit."

"C'n stay like this all day if ya want....all day cowboy." Jack smiled, eyes closed.

Oh, this was wonderful!

My first ever drabble:

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November 1985
Dozy E Ranch
Ten Sleep, Wyoming

“Never liked them damn purple chairs, Jack,” Ennis said, putting the last of the Thanksgiving dishes into the cupboard.  “I know you got ‘em in the divorce an’ all, but, they just ain’t me.”

“We can’t afford new ones, En.  You know that.  Maybe next year the ranch’ll do better and we can get those oak ladder-back ones you like.  It’s not like we have folks over that often, anyway.”  Jack finished wiping the glasses dry and handed two to Ennis.  “We may not have much, but we got each other,” said Jack, snapping the dishtowel and connecting with its intended target, Ennis’s ass.

“Goddammit!” Ennis squealed, almost dropping the glasses.

“C’mon, cowboy, tell me where it hurts.” Jack grabbed him from behind and tried to subdue the squirming Ennis.  “Let’s hit the hay, I’m beat.”

“You’re beat?”  Ennis laughed.

Gravel kicked up and sprayed the trailer, coming off a passing semi and Ennis awoke with a gasp.  Tonight, the pillow was wet.

Sure hope you write more drabbles - that was great!

Here is a poem I wrote a while back ..
(I wish Ennis kept a journal, might've released some of the demons ..)

E. Del Mar Journal
Entry number 10, dated April 1974

Love getting inside Ennis's mind - beautiful as always!

I know this is an old one, but I chose bitter cold.

Until the cold, cold night when Jack had grabbed a sleeping Ennis’s hand and put it on his burning, yearning cock, Ennis hadn’t known what a touch could be.  He hadn’t felt a kind hand on him since the time his mama died and Alma had found him, and he hadn’t known how much he missed it.  Ennis would have settled for just a little affection, but Jack Twist had given him love in all its forms.  Not that Ennis thought of it that way; all he knew was he had never felt warmth like that which Jack gave him. 

100 words

That was superb - you expressed so much with such an economy of words!

Reach my heart
                   with your calloused hand.
Make the journey
                   in manner only,
That you can know
                   by the tearing
Of skin as soft
                   as that of a babe.

84 words

Scott, your writing always leaves me speechless.

Great prompts, Leslile!  Thanks, everyone!

Marie

[ifyoucantfixit]

     Ennis is wonderin, and wanderin, it is  very near the lite of day.

he feel the cold harsh wind falling off the mountain.

     He has the warmth of a friendship felt.  He seeks the dawning.

He is perusing the heart of his life.  He feels a stir.

     Never did i understand afor, how people have a sunny face.

But that damned Jack,,he knows that he has warmth in a way?

When he laid his hand on my wrecked head.  It was soft as as the skin of

newborn babe.  How can that be?  He kinda purrs.

     Jack sees Ennis's face, he sees the mountain, and he sees Bobby.

Just before he closes his eyes.  He feels as comforted as wearing,

his old worn slippers.  He stills...He stays that way.

    



    

    

[Scott6373]

So great to see new drabblers!

I don't know about anyone else who writes drabbles, but I so look forward to you coming to the thread each day Marie...you give me (and I'm sure a lot of others) a real boost!  Thanks!!!!!!!!

[Lumière]

I don't know about anyone else who writes drabbles, but I so look forward to you coming to the thread each day Marie...you give me (and I'm sure a lot of others) a real boost!  Thanks!!!!!!!!

You aint alone on that score Scott. 
Cheers Marie .. 

[ifyoucantfixit]

     Ditto; she is one of our drabble stars...

                                                                Janice

[jpwagoneer1964]

I agree!!!!! Fisrt thing I check on the computer in the west coast morning.

[Brokeback_Dev]

I love drabblefest!  Its so much fun.  The best thing to come along since Jake Jake Jake.  hehehehe

[mariez]

Aww, shucks - you guys are getting me all choked up here!  All your drabbles are bright little peeks of sunshine in my stress-filled days   

Janice, I think today's drabble may be my favorite of all you've written so far - Jack and his sunny face!!! Love that.

Lynne is right - Leslie had a terrific idea.  Love the drabbles and love you guys!

Thanks,

Marie

[MaineWriter]

I started the drabblefest on January 31, 2007 so tomorrow will be our two week anniversary...seems fitting to have it fall on Valentine's Day, doesn't it? I will dream up some extra special prompts.

Actually, I was supposed to go to Salt Lake City but my trip got cancelled because of weather! The weather is not here yet, which is sort of funny, but I am happy to be home and not stranded in some horrible motel near JFK airport, or, worse yet, sleeping on the floor of the airport. Right now I am saying, life is good.

I went through the two weeks of drabblefest, re-read all the prompts and drabbles...really great stuff here. I am trying to figure out the right way to archive it all, while keeping the thread lively. That's tomorrow's job, when I am home in a blizzard.

lI will also start drabble-writing again, I promise, now that this albatross of a business trip is off my neck!

L