she plays guitar...

enough about me, this is my friend goldy

she feeds her son

chicken strips

mac and cheese

a sippy cup of milk

she reads her text book

while he eats

she highlights 4 paragraphs

commits them to memory

and then cuts up an orange

for her son of 4

he finishes and it's time to go

she bundles him up

and drops him off

at the neighbor’s in 314

she arrives at Finnegan's

a place she waitresses at

40 plus hours a week

but not tonight

tonight she's a star

she climbs the small rickety steps

and unloads her Gibson

she sits uncomfortably on the stool

tuning her instrument

a flock of butterflies

dances in her gut

she pulls the mic up

clicks it on

test 1-2 test 1-2

it whistles and she adjusts

she may work part-time

at the book store in the mall

full time at the bar

goes to night school part-time

and raises a son on her own

but tonight

selfishly

righteously

she strums her first D chord

and sings a song

she wrote while figuring out her bills

written on an electric bill envelope

her heart is free

and it reverberates across the crowded lounge

tonite...

it's about her

her heart

and her soul...

 

Author's Note

goldy was a musician friend of mine i met when we were playing the bar scene in minneapolis...it was just her and a guitar...first met her at a coffee house and asked her if she would open for my band...and we remained friends thereafter...

Reviews

[JelliFyshKissUs]

What an in-depth look into her strenuous life, and the one thing that frees her from the bonds for just a few hours. Your writings about others are written with so much love, honor and appreciation. The evidence of a truly humble soul. Now we must get you to see the honor we see in you.

[Brad]

thank you, she's livin it up in beverly hills now, been on tv a few times...and i'm working in a factory in rural mn...hmmm...who made the wrong turn?

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

entrancing beautiful pouring of passion HER into the strings of soul sounds~

[Matthews Reggie]

yes, most of ur works were abt urself, ur experiences, so this one is special... It is a beautiful poem Goldy can surely be proud of... it was just like reading a story... poetic words keep flowing... good work...

[.]

what a wonderful ode to a friend and what a remarkable woman..