She is a moon-faced daughter in a gravel-pit
bar crowd open to God for
a second chance or a bed
of coals. She is a stand-in, pleading
fire for a loud so furious, so crashing,
lightning balls jump right up to
show you how it’s done.
Writing prompt courtesy of Collier Nogues via Found Poetry Review for National Poetry Month. My sources were one of my favorite poems, “Pearl”, by Dorianne Laux and a magazine advertisement for Otezla.
4 thoughts on “Bar Girl”
Nicely done, loved the first lines especially. Thanks for commenting on my poem btw. I dropped in and out of the found poems to have a read and on occasion I’m left slightly stumped.
Thanks, Steph! Glad to know I’m not the only stumped one. I’m glad you stopped by. 🙂
Kudos on the the use of your inspiration and your form. Great piece.
Thank you, Dale!