He stumbles into the tavern
glasses tinkling and the hum
of low cracking balls, saunters
up to the bar and orders a rum
He says hello to the gentleman
that stands next to him, then turns
to gaze around the bar, catching
a crowd gathered beyond decorative ferns
He steps in that direction with curiosity
and his drink in hand, whispers and laughter
has him slip between patrons, to see
the fuss, a poster leading to the rafter
He notices her legs, her attire,
the place, then looks upon her smiling face
When rage reaches its peak, he’s read
“At home is where you will find what you seek.”
A contest entry
- 24 Hr. Quickie - Image Prompt by Touchof1der.
600 points, ended September 12, 2008, 6 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Oh I love it! The ending was simply fabulous and the imagery divine. Best of luck to you in the contest. I appreciate your taking the time and making the effort to enter. I hope it proved to be an enjoyable experience and challenge for you.
♥ Touchof1der -
hahaha, a delight to read. Wish I had her at home with me. lol. oh well, just thinking our loud. very nice.
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What a great way to end this! I love it. The storyline is quite catchy and amusing and leaves one slightly spellbound, waiting for that final moment of closure. Well done poet!
Rusty Nail
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