My Friend

sorenbarrett

 

She smoked cigarette butts she found on the ground

Kept company with a three legged hound

Had an old sewing machine in her car's back seat

Tied faded ribbons around the toes of her feet

Her hair long and grey was tangled in a knot

Cooked all her food in one rusty pot

Her smile was a stained picket fence

Burnt coffee grounds in place of incense

Told the weather by the ants, talked to the plants

Grinned as she sang with the wind, naked in the rain danced

I think her name was Kris but I just called her sis

Drank her beer warm as piss, gave me my first French kiss

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  • David Wakeling

    This is a great description of an excentric partner.Very well constructed and excellent cadence.It read very well.Sadly it didn't last.Great fun poem

    • sorenbarrett

      Thanks so much David for the review and support it is deeply appreciated and valued.

    • Poetic Licence

      This reminded me, I once new a woman who for a while actually did live in her car, and this description would fit her quite well, enjoyed the read

      • sorenbarrett

        Thank you Tobani your words mean a great deal to me.

        • Poetic Licence

          You are very welcome

        • arqios

          It is good when we recognise friendships in unlikely places and even inanimate faces; much like Poetry has been a friend faithful and true.🙏🏻🕊

          • sorenbarrett

            Thank you so much Cryptic for the read and understanding comment it is always most important and appreciated by me

            • arqios

              Most welcome Soren🙏🏻🕊

            • Doggerel Dave

              A life unencumbered by convention but rich in generosity. And your first French..... life tuition can come from unlikely people sometimes

              • sorenbarrett

                Thanks so much Dave Yes life is strange and you have to embrace it. Thanks for the read and comment

              • Jerry Reynolds

                Good write, SB. I know her. Another time and place. But I know her.

                • sorenbarrett

                  Thank you Jerry yes she is a familiar soul that some pay no attention to and others scorn but to some of us a friend. Appreciate your read and comment

                • orchidee

                  Ahh, some lies relating to KP?! lol.

                  • sorenbarrett

                    Swear I don't know her Orchi. Thanks for the read its appreciated

                    • orchidee

                      Oops, I mean 'lines', not 'lies'. They are not lies, cos it's all true - what I feed her, etc. lol.

                    • Lorenz

                      I met her in the faces of my road...Her name was chris and she was french !

                      • sorenbarrett

                        Thanks so much Lorenz I appreciate your read and comment. You never know.

                      • Mottakeenur Rehman

                        Your poem paints her wild soul so bright—
                        a beautiful, broken, wandering light

                        • sorenbarrett

                          Thanks Mottakeenur so true and the feel I too hold. Your words are most appreciated.

                        • Teddy.15

                          Oh I just love this so much. Wow. Imagery rich and a suprise at the end. 🌹 💋

                          • sorenbarrett

                            Thank you so much Teddy for your review and kind words they are always most appreciated.

                          • Tristan Robert Lange

                            "Her smile was a stained picket fence." Your descriptions are second to none. This is a most tender and wonderful poem about a quirky, unique person who had an impact on you. I felt I knew her too by the end of it. Powerful, my friend. 🌹👏

                            • sorenbarrett

                              Thanks Tristan for the review and kind words of support they are most valued and appreciated my friend.

                              • Tristan Robert Lange

                                You are most welcome, my friend!

                              • Tony36

                                BRAVO

                                • sorenbarrett

                                  Thank you Tony it means a lot

                                  • Tony36

                                    You're welcome

                                  • Goldfinch60

                                    Some people who are seemingly odd can become great friends soren.

                                    Andy

                                    • sorenbarrett

                                      Indeed it is true Andy thank you for the read and comment it is always most appreciated



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