the girl with the Golden Ass



she was old
but so am I
she asked for a quarter

her blond hair ragged
her clothes tattered
her eyes defeated

she seemed familiar
maybe someone from the past
I searched my mind

a memory returned
blue eyes and blond hair
come, dance with me, I said

it's already taken
the smoke drifting
from her nose

disappointed I watched
as she laughed
in another's arms

I asked the bartender
who she might be
a girl with a golden ass

was his reply
an answer that confused me
but I was to shy to inquire as to why

I doubt that she remembers
me or the night at the bar
but over the years

I watched from afar
first one man to enjoy her smile
and then another after awhile

over the years
she had disappeared
from my mind

but now there she was
broke, homeless and alone
I gave her the quarter and reached for more

but she turned and hurried away
 the girl with the golden ass
that had passed me by

a tear washed my cheek
for the blond with the blues eyes
that once had stolen my heart
                                                  gs batty



19 comments:

  1. Very bittersweet. I wasn't sure what to expect from the provocative title!

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    1. Thanks T...I couldn't think of any other title that would say what I wanted to say...not sure if the true meaning of this poem is clear.

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  2. This really is quite beautiful. Clearly her golden ass was not so productive any more. I doubt that I would recognise many of the belles that caught my eye but I myself could not catch.

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    1. No Mr egg, it had lost it's value...there is deep consequences for the way we live our lives

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  3. Simply beautiful. It got me thinking and wondering about past encounters, and what might have been.

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    1. thanks Keith
      it's a successful week when you drop by...haven't seen anything from the boy...hope he isn't discouraged.

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  4. This is truly beautiful, deeply affecting as well though I haven't had such an experience I could really feel it

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    1. thanks m
      praise from you pen makes my day

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  5. Lovely, but I'd hoped for a happy ending!

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    1. thanks v
      sometimes life is does provide that which we would like

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  6. I really enjoyed this! The "what if's" and "what ever happened to...." in life come to mind. Beautifully written.

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  7. So sad. Just one different decision and someone's life could have taken a totally different turn - for better or for worse.

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    1. maybe but that decision had better be a good one

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  8. How gold can leave you..time..life..it can erode all magic and colour..i wonder if she can't afford to remember too..

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  9. This is poignant despite the title.

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    1. I meant the title to be the story. To many people get caught up in there physical beauty and popularity only to wake up and realize they forgot to create a human being with a mind

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  10. I think I was expecting something funny!

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    1. I can understand that. Not a normal title for this type of poem

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  11. like Belva said, thought I will be reading a comedy.. but was a little tragic.. lovely though..

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