Sunday, January 25, 2015

Girl of the Roadside Stand



She imagines her name is Juliet,
Brown-haired girl of the Spanish plaza,
She wears the sun like a sombrero,
Dancing her beating heels across
The cobblestones of an outdoor café,
Toppling a drunken laugh onto
The splintered wooden tables,
Pock-marked of the pedestrians
Cigarette burns.
She muses the city is a scar.

She spends her mornings
Sewing squares and lacing
Second-hand sequins
Into braided centerpieces for men
By American names of Jack and Sam.
Men of pale skin who love her
On Saturday nights, kissing
The sweat from her caramel neck
As if the odor of her skin
Were some succulent, foreign fruit.
She willingly obliges their frozen drinks
And pricey cabana daiquiris,
Then returns them to their wives
Like spent fortunes.

She vows one day to leave
The fields of dust, the tumbleweeds
And blistering strings
Of the bracelets she makes for
Her overbearing Madre, arthritic wrists
Twisted of ten kids and the
Saltwater back-streets of Cancun.
For now she marries the frozen forms
Of isolated mountains,
The seaside fury of brown toes
And sunburned shoulders.
She tosses a smile towards the sea;
wears the noise of the city
Like a satin slip as she pushes
The color of night across her left breast
Like a bra-strap, mis-sewn.


Written for a 'Postcard Poetry' prompt at Pink.Girl.Ink.  

16 comments:

  1. So many brilliant phrases here in the sad tale of how wrong it can be in a world where money can be used for the wrong things... I hope she make it away from a life like this. You are a very good poet.

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  2. This is a stellar write ~ Love the character & specially these lines:

    She muses the city is a scar.
    &
    The seaside fury of brown toes
    And sunburned shoulders.
    She tosses a smile towards the sea;
    wears the noise of the city
    Like a satin slip as she pushes
    The color of night across her left breast
    Like a bra-strap, mis-sewn.

    Cheers~

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  3. dang...excellent character development through verse...she is complex...as we all are...and she is taking life as it comes...even with the challenges...some great lines in this...pushing the noise of the city across her breast like a bra strap...after calling it a scar earlier...marrying the frozen forms of mountains...well done stacy...

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  4. WOW! This is a spectacular write! So vivid, your descriptions. I love "she wears the sun like a sombrero", and that she returns the men to their wives "like spent fortunes". Brilliant! Your closing lines are perfection.

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  5. Vivid, vivid picture. You have written a wonderful character sketch, and I want to know more!

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  6. You did an excellent job conveying her story. I could feel the angst of her journey so many wonderful descriptive lines.

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  7. Another great character description ~ you're so good at creating atmosphere and mood. Excellent write! :)

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  8. very well described scenery... and I love the part where she wears the sun like a sombrero :)

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  9. I like the character you create with chock-full of vivid imagery, makes the poem heavy to read but not to the extent the readers would get lost. Well done!

    - ksm

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  10. Heaven said it all for me. I hope thsi dreamer, caught forever in this poem, can leave and thrive.

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  11. What a captivating last line...

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  12. this took me into twists and turns stealthly and seductively. this was a very nice write.

    gracias for sharing

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  13. Love the progression in this Stacy. You have created a character that one can see standing before their eyes.

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  14. Wow, what a powerful picture you have created, and a moving story.

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  15. So many vivid images! This is an amazing piece, Stacy. I would love to see you tighten up the inferences, leave only the essential words intact. This is a masterpiece waiting to happen.

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  16. She willingly obliges their frozen drinks
    And pricey cabana daiquiris,
    Then returns them to their wives
    Like spent fortunes.

    Yes, the men-folks are known to provide good companionships just to make others happy. They seem to have the same philosophy around te globe! Good observation Stacy!

    Hank

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