Bar Room Brawl.

Bar Room Brawl.

"Hey baby." He whispers into her ear,
Bodies close, too close for her liking,
Her heart begins to race with fear,
You remember how she said that felt.

Pressed up against a strange man.
Doesn't it bring back memories?
Watching her and wishing she ran?
You make up your worrried mind.

So you step up and call her name,
She looks up at you and smiles.
You saved her a lifetime of shame.
He snarls at you and begins again.

You stopped your friend from being hurt,
Making up for all your past mistakes,
Dragging her opinion of you out the dirt,
"Thank you." she mutters. "So much.

~

"Hey." She grins at you, relaxed,
Her smile and her hair are perfect,
Her eyebrows neatly, newly waxed,
Her lips are a perfect rouge,

Asking you to hold her bright blue drink,
She rumages in her little pink purse,
She pauses slightly, as though to think.
Out she pulls a black sharpie pen.

The tip draws numbers on your arm,
"Call me soon." she giggles as you watch,
Completely unaware of the deadly harm,
Sneaking up behind you, fast as a knife.

"Babe, who is this?" Your girlfriend asks,
Watching this new girl write on you,
Her real emotions hidden behind masks,
You're fucked mate, says your brain.

~

Your boyfriend's over with his "best mate",
They're laughing together about a silly joke
You're standing with his friend's date,
In awkward not silent female silence,

The chatting continues between you two,
But nothing of any real interest is said,
So you look for something else to do,
Your eyes lazily scan the jam-packed room,

Someone very familiar catches your eye,
You wave her over to you and the date,
Your best friend drags along a strange guy,
"Hello, darling!" You laugh at her greeting,

"How is..." the conversation drones on,
You notice the date and the guy talking,
You turn around and suddenly they're gone.
That was unexpected, urm... whoops?

Reviews

[R J Askew]

Ach, the fickleness of life. Getting the number written on an arm wld be a heady moment in any guy's life. But NOT when girlfriend No.1 is homing in. That is an exquisitely awkward moment.

[Aly]

I love your writing style. You are very talented ^^

[Team_Jaward_Gale]

its a picurleuiar sitiation but nice write and word choices

[Lina Grey]

I've never been in this type of situation, but the imagery you used and the way you split it up into separate sections made it seem very realistic. The whole poem flowed nicely and is well penned. Thank you.

[Victoria Iankova]

Love this poem. The words float. Good work.

[Amata Luna]

This is one of the poem's that I've read supporting time frames. I like the way how you did it with each passage. I'm not much into bar rooms (never been there actually!) but your poem is enough to see what's in there. You did a great job with this one. Thanks for sharing it.