The poetry bus is running on Monday, and I've decided to jump on early with this poem that accidentally fits Padhraig Nolan's prompt. We were to choose a particular picture (see here for directions) and write a poem to accompany it. This picture just fits my mood. I've been way too serious lately, so it's time to lighten up a bit!
I post this with apologies to all my trashy friends, but sometimes,
I want to be
one of those trashy girls
in the too tight jeans
and the too short tank tops
that I saw on the porch
of the biker bar
on Route 60.
I want to stand
with a beer in my hand.
I want my curls long and loose.
I want to wear high heeled shoes
or platforms.
I want my toes peeking out,
my nails painted blue.
I want a tatoo.
I want to go somewhere
with the wind in my hair.
I want to be full of sass.
I want to kick somebody's...
