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A Barn's Bridge -

A girl gleams in her ink dreams sittin against barn wall sqeakin like a soul freakin, voices from an unpopulated country dancin and rockin on her soul's farmland stage, lyrics and long hair wavin one day in "big city lights" , famous without frontin, rebellious without shoutin, grafetti on those nails like she's writin forbidden Art, gotta Bible in her back pocket and a tongue like a rocket, climbin trees catchin river breeze square stompin around daisies and dust, magazines, studios, clamoured for contracts, the sunrise came with pay checks, jealousy raged from people rivited in righteousness, tickets got ripped, a kid got gipped but that peacock quill never left her hip - J.A.B.

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Timothy Hicks

Date: 11/25/2014 3:26:00 PM

Very different from others that I've read form you - the girl you describe sounds like no one else I've heard of. "gotta Bible in her back pocket and a tongue like a rocket." Almost sounds like a nun with a sharp and daring tongue - though "tongue" could mean other things as well. From what I gather, a girl of religious upbringing is daring to push the envelope, with her poetry - which in turn challenges the townsfolk complacency and self-righteousness?

Justin Bordner
Date: 12/1/2014 6:56:00 PM

The woman who inspired my heart, and this poem is a marvel of womanhood and a bona fide genius Timothy. Your assessment is accurate, and would make her proud I'm sure. At a young age she taught herself how to bridle this wild world to suit her intellectual and physical beauty. She is beyond definition. Shes an independent soul and nobody's fool...J.A.B.

Timothy Hicks
Date: 11/25/2014 3:27:00 PM

This could go a lot of ways, but it seems each direction is enjoyable. I hope she continues weaving tales with that peacock quill :)

Sara Kendrick

Date: 9/24/2014 3:36:00 PM

Cute one..Interesting lady of whom you speak.."climbin trees catchin river breeze" I especially like this line..Thanks for the many visits to my page..Sara

Justin Bordner
Date: 9/25/2014 8:22:00 PM

She's never surrendered here passion to please the doubt or greed of others Sara. Cute, interesting, rebellious, that's the way her sweet song goes. J.A.B.

Eileen Manassian

Date: 3/10/2014 1:19:00 PM

That's some ride you took us on, Justin! Love how this piece weaves the tale....That last line...takes it all home just fine! Second in the top 100...See you got other poems here. Way to go!!!

Justin Bordner
Date: 3/12/2014 12:28:00 PM

Thanks for the love Eileen. Yeah, she's born with a real hip note. J.A.B.

Justin Bordner

Date: 3/10/2014 12:20:00 PM

Thanks Shadow, she's the maximum of my vision. J.A.B.

Shadow Hamilton

Date: 3/8/2014 4:30:00 PM

superb you capture her well J.A,B brilliant pen hugs

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 3/8/2014 11:08:00 AM

Love the mood of this one, makes me think of the freedom of the 70s.

Justin Bordner
Date: 3/8/2014 4:14:00 PM

An American girl just doin whats shes gotta do Richard, her type of spirit transcends generations. Thanks. J.A.B.

Heather Secrest

Date: 3/4/2014 7:17:00 PM

I wish I knew this girl. She seems amazing. anyone who is "dancin and rockin on her soul's farmland stage," is amazing. I love the picture you paint with your words! Great wrtie!!

Justin Bordner
Date: 3/5/2014 12:20:00 AM

She's everything a good girl should be Heather. Thanks for honoring her. J.A.B.

Skat A

Date: 2/21/2014 7:17:00 PM

beautiful and true. Skat

Justin Bordner
Date: 2/22/2014 1:12:00 PM

Yeah she is, thanks SKAT. J.A.B.

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 2/14/2014 12:16:00 PM

Hope you are enjoying Valentine's Day.. Wishing you the best.. PS... Love everything about this write. ((I popped in with a little venting flop, wishing all a good one. It's over on my page, take a look at it if you like. Take Care :) Always & forever* LINDA

Justin Bordner
Date: 2/15/2014 1:22:00 PM

Thanks Linda, my Valentine's Day brought amazing extremes.J.A.B.

Laura Breidenthal

Date: 2/13/2014 4:27:00 PM

Really cool one here!! Loved this. There's a lot of memorable and unique lines here. As all of your poems have many memorable lines and effective ways of gripping the reader. I really like the line: "famous without frontin, rebellious without shoutin" and "but that peacock quill never left her hip". That's what writing is all about! You don't have to be loud to be LOUD(through writing. : ) ) . Also liked the rhyming and your great use of alliteration, not only for this poem but for many others.

Justin Bordner
Date: 2/15/2014 10:35:00 AM

You said it Laura, 'loud without being loud...'this write is all about natural talent, havin fun, and survivin the ups and downs. Thanks so much for being around. J.A.B.

Laura Breidenthal
Date: 2/13/2014 4:28:00 PM

Always,Laura

Skat A

Date: 2/11/2014 7:41:00 PM

You can take a gal out of the country, but you can never take the country out from her heart. :) Nice one JAB. I like the comment Donna Posted, about liking PD's comment lmfao ~ Love ~ SKAT

Justin Bordner
Date: 2/12/2014 6:25:00 PM

Thanks for the luv SKAT. Someday I'd like to paint a scene on canvas about this young firecracker, doin her thing in that country dream. J.A.B.

Skat A
Date: 2/11/2014 7:43:00 PM

a fav :)

Donna Jones

Date: 2/9/2014 6:15:00 PM

This is one of the best poems I've read in a long time...so glad I stopped by....great title..it'd make a great song....I see PD loved it too....that's a compliment all its own..:-) :-) :-) I love her..she's great..

Justin Bordner
Date: 2/10/2014 12:24:00 PM

So do I Donna! Yeah , she does make a great song, lots of tempo, harmony and unpredictability. I was thinkin music from the start too. Thanks so much for visiting! J.A.B.

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 2/8/2014 11:21:00 PM

Boo! Hello and I could not resist... I like this girl already. Almost like the wild side of Pocahontas, Climbing trees, listening to the breeze. Oh, my! I am breaking my don't drop by the soup rule. Oh, well, it's for a very, very, Good reason. A friend recommended this poem. Now here you find me stopping by to read this poem. I also got Leonora my BFF, online, I'm going to surprise her with a hello as well. Thank you POEM for drawing me in. Better yet, thank you for painting the best picture of dust in the wind. Justin, this kind of ink shines above the surface. However, it's also found in the best part of the core. Loving this, picking daisies and wildflowers. I wonder if the inner country child still sits on that side of the barnyard saying.. "If Only!".... xox~ Linda

Justin Bordner
Date: 2/10/2014 12:28:00 PM

It is easy to understand how you could relate to the innocence, freedom, tragedy and triumph of this girl's gift Linda, a blessing that she can't refuse, a talent from God that she must use, a steadfast muse. Nice to have you around again PD. J.A.B.