1952

Trifextra: Week Sixty

This weekend, we are revisiting a prompt we’ve done before.  We are giving you three words and asking that you add another 33 to them to make a complete 36-word response.  You may use the words in any order you choose.

Our three words are:

remember
rain
rebellion

You and me, Singin’ in the Rain

after the picture show –

remember?

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Walking My Baby Back Home’

the Espresso Bar,

jukebox,

Johnnie, sobbing.

The gang;

all duck’s arse and flick-knife rebellion.

RUN!

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In Fifty-Two, we could.

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References:

Oh, and I wasn’t yet born in Fifty-Two

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29 Comments

    • March 23, 2013
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      Thanks for stopping by, Renee, pleased you enjoyed it

  1. March 22, 2013
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    “flick-knife rebellion” Love it. You captured it all so well.

    • March 23, 2013
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      Thank you very much, Megan

  2. March 22, 2013
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    I really love that first stanza – it totally sets the tone and the background. The whole thing has some great drama to it. One small thing – I almost missed the last line, the way you have it placed between the picture and the references.

    • March 23, 2013
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      Thanks, Christine. I had wanted to achieve some visual separation but WP these days strips non-breaking spaces out. I have made a transparent spacer image now, and moved the coffee cup out of the way.

    • March 23, 2013
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      Thank you, mairzeebp (Mairzydoats and dozeydoates?) – wish my dad had a bit more of the yoof-ful rebellion in him, to be honest. He was always very… rigorous. Comes of National Service, I suppose. The Teds were freed of that responsibility and many folks thought that a good dose of square-bashing was what they needed to put them right.

  3. March 22, 2013
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    I was 2, but “duck’s arse” was still a style when I was dating in the 60s 🙂 Nicely done, this.

    • March 23, 2013
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      Thank you very much, Barbara

  4. March 23, 2013
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    You got my vote. This is my favorite one so far. Its stuck with me. I’ve remembered it.

    • March 23, 2013
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      Thank you, that is a great compliment, Scriptor Obscura

  5. March 23, 2013
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    This is in lovely gritty style, a real acknowledgement of the past, and how life was.

    • March 23, 2013
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      Thanks, Euan

    • March 23, 2013
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      Thanks, Sam

  6. March 23, 2013
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    Vintage flavored pieces are right up my (bowling) alley! You handles this piece well-it felt like 1952! Well done!

  7. March 23, 2013
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    Wow… I wasn’t born yet in ’52 either but this made me feel like I was right there with them. Great job!!

  8. March 23, 2013
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    I wasn’t born yet either in 52 but it seems to me you’ve got it good.

  9. kymminbarcelona
    March 23, 2013
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    See you at the sock hop?

  10. March 24, 2013
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    Loved the mood and then the quick turn of rebellion.

  11. March 24, 2013
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    Flick-knife rebellion is such an awesome bit (: I love this whole thing!

  12. March 24, 2013
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    Wonderfully written,loved the touch of nostalgia & fond memories & the last line made me laugh-oh to be young again:-)

  13. March 25, 2013
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    LOVE it! So different than what was expected with these words =) Beautiful!

  14. March 25, 2013
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    I just love this. You caught the spirit of the moment so well. Who cares if you were born yet 🙂

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