Barfly: Woman In A Bar Poem by Cj Heck
Barfly: Woman In A Bar
a broken neon sign flashed Mel’s
atop a small darkened bar
on the edge of town
the air heavy with stale smoke and beer
blended faintly with the odor
of dried spit on unclean bodies
she sat at a small table alone
pondering the world’s problems,
two drinks past seeing
beyond the unkempt nails
on the chipped Formica in front of her
the lines in her face
were knit as if by a palsied hand
dropping stitches
where a pox scar decided to roost
for her this was home,
at least until tonight’s john
with an empty glass
and full libido swaggered up
and invited her to the nearest no-tell motel
life sucks
but it was her life
and feeling in control,
a spider in her web,
she threw back another drink
and waited
As always CJ, your poems get to the gut of it. A multi-talented poet your are Rusty
Sad this is the way it is at times in bars across the land. Always wonder about the stories behind those women and the men, too. Good poem. Sincerely, Connie Webb
a bit of a departure from your children's poems, but well rendered. it's refreshing to see you branch out. Jake
Sharply observed, well told, non-judgmental..and spiders too! Unbeatable, CJ!
Thanks for this glimpse of darkness, well-written with good images.
CJ: A tight, well constructed poem. Vivid description and atmosphere. I enjoyed this journey, though it seems dark compared to some of the other work of yours I have read on this site. I like the multidimensionality! (10 from me.) Hugh
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 10:34:53 AM # 1.0.0.1119
yes i'v met women like this in bars a great profile of my first wife well done ohhhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhhh