Worn

Somewhere between here and there

 

She was at a coinflip crossroads

burning cheap gas on a daydream  

she was running to somewhere -

away.

she was seeing double and she had to pee

down to two cigarettes and she was dying for a beer  

it was 2 A.M.

she looked for a sign, a light , a falling star

just something to guide her . 

so she stopped -

and got out.

she had never felt a night so dark

the wind was fierce and she still had to go 

so she did it right there in the middle of the road   

and she laughed out loud with only God and the coyotes to hear.

and stood there with the wind messing her hair

and caught herself ...

hoping

for just a star , a sign , a light to guide her

and she went back to her worn-out car

and found a look-away quarter and turned to the east

a tear in her eye .  

it was all she could do

because all she had to do - 

was get through this night  

Reviews

[Poetic Beauty]

This poem makes me wonder what kind of hell she had walked through. The imagery is spot on and I love that she peed right in the middle of the road. People really do that so I love this poem for it capturing true human nature on its bleakest hour. I can't picture this woman running from something or someone. Great write.

[Christie Moses]

like a fascinating snapshot that makes you wonder where shes been and where she ended up....
something tells me the story is worth reading.

[John Jackson (El Juero)]

I really dig this story. I could see the darkness, and the hope for a guiding Star.
Push on, push on...

[emmajoy]

nights like that teach lessons sad but wise people learn from, remember - and write about .. a golden silence here, poet

[MuSe Ampoule]

Very good! the language and font are reminiscent of those dusty manuscripts from the typewriter days. (Not that this piece feels old or dusty)...there's so much more here, leading us to wonder...where's the before, where's the after? Nice little glimpse in the darkness.

[Amy Craig Beasley]

I like the prose in your poetry and the poetry in your prose ~ the dark night of the soul - the third person watching - I like your patterns of threes

[Blessed_Angel]

wow nice poem you got here. It has great imagery in it it makes me wonder great job.

[Chris]

I needed this one...

good ones let you think of you - afterwards... and you frame things in your own mind as relates to your life and your moment of now. Good ones let NOW become about THEIR life... this was a very, very 'good' one - for my 4 AM now.

Thanks,
Chris

[paul]

ahh, to pee. in the middle of the road. like a shooting star. or and anarchist, who's gotten their way.

ahh, the night, against us. i'd much rather fight, a day, but winning against time...
either way, is some win.

this poewm has the feeling of infinity, star night, magic in the universe. plus the slightly dark edge, that sad me, loves so.

i hope she made it 'through this night'

plus, the title is f'riggin perfect.

[Nimbus Thread]

A nice combination of tragedy and strength. The imagery kept the interest up and filled in the emotional state of mind. A winner! But cheap gas is gone with the dinosaurs! And that's a good thing.

[Chariline]

I love how you've used imagery to capture the moment of this girl's life. My favorite line was "She had never felt a night so dark." I feel that that really captured her feeling of being trapped and oppressed as well as telling the reader that it was really freaking dark outside. :)