Topeo Julie.

Topeo Julie, she shows you what to do
She'll take your hand and see you through
Never asking questions whats your name
Its all the same its in the game
Topeo Julie stranded without grace
Fifty dollars in any place
Forcing a smile to please the guy
A gala performance amidst the sighs
Remembers a time not long ago
A younger girl upon the road
Seeking excitement and things to do
Left for the city to see them through
Topeo Julie cries with shame
Reads the letter with her mothers name
We're doing fine how are you
Your friends are asking for you too
A busy night in a town of doom
Faraway scream from an empty room
People in a hurry to get on by
Nobody rushes to reason why
Topeo Julie cries in vain
The final words of her mothers name
Topeo Julie stranded without grace
Fifty dollars left in place.

Reviews

[barleygirl]

I started out googling "Topeo" but that long numerical + astrological explanation just scrambled my brain! I'll just take your poem at face value, sounds like an exotic dancer, off to see the world, ditch the family drudgery & live an exciting life . . . yeah, right! Your storyline is fairly simple & straightforward, but the powerful part is the way you balance the telling of eagerness with the melancholy description of her life. And then there's the very sad ending, which feels almost like an afterthought we all expected (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Paul Bell]

I needed something in front of Julie.
Topeo did the trick.

[CD Campbell]

That's a good poem. Almost like lyrics to a song without music. Yeah it's a sad one but your rhymes didn't feel forced. I really liked it. CD

[Paul Bell]

Sadly it happens to much.

[Coyote Poetry]

Real life story feel. You gave Topeo Julie life and purpose. I liked the honest tone of the words allowing the reader to feel the lonely place and ending for her. Thank you Paul for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Paul Bell]

Thanks, Coyote. Sad one.

[Coyote Poetry]

You did well with this one and you are welcome Paul.

[Ardra]

Fifty dollar in any place.... and such a sad story of the lady who's cries die in the crowd...
almost like these days the plight of human souls... when we do anything just to feel .. to survive
then the cries and wails just die ..no one noticing the pain of other...mmmm it spoke to me about a whole lot of different things... must be my brain ;) still high ...

[Paul Bell]

Pain is pain. Doesn't matter how you word it.
Lot of unheard voices out there.

[Ardra]

mmmmmm :) yes pain is pain....
no pain killer helps ... these days..

[Paul Bell]

Afraid not. You be good.

[Mrudula Rani]

I sense empathy in the narration for an young lady who is full of love and emotions! You paint such a touching pictures with your writing I can't get them out of my mind easily. For days I will be thinking about them . Only way to put them out off my thought is to write( sounds like a piggyback ridding isn't it)!

[Paul Bell]

Topeo Jack on the way. lol

[Mrudula Rani]

Thank you T.J!

[ZakLeonRamsey]

I like this poem because it describes a story and it’s featuring a character. Interesting.

[Paul Bell]

Very short life for the main charactor.

[ZakLeonRamsey]

Yep. Short life indeed.