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Poem 56: There was no starlight in her eyes

There was no starlight in her eyes
when I asked her for a dance,
but she was the only wallflower left, and
beggars can’t be choosers.

There was no starlight in her eyes.
She cavorted to the beat like a waddling duck;
her arms flayed like a windmill. Yeah,
beggars can’t be choosers.

There was no starlight in her eyes.
Her clothes didn’t match her hair;
they looked like hand-me-downs. See,
beggars can’t be choosers.

There was no starlight in her eyes.
I guess that goes with being blind.

To hear the poem read aloud click HERE.

628. Wallflower

© Bruce Goodman 30 June 2015

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Anyway, Doreen of Room 13 was hoping that Wayne would invite her to the school dance. As far as she knew, Wayne hadn’t invited anyone. And then suddenly James invited Doreen.

Doreen said she had to think about it (because she was still hoping Wayne would ask), so James waited. And when he got sick of waiting he invited Pauline to go to the school dance. And then Wayne asked Ailsa, and Ailsa said yes.

So then Doreen didn’t have anyone to go to the school dance with, so her father phoned up this guy he knew from Doreen’s school and offered him one hundred and fifty bucks if he took Doreen to the school dance. But he was not to tell Doreen. And the guy’s name was Noel. So Noel took Doreen to the school dance and got the money.

All that was ages ago. One thing had led to another, and then three months ago they’d been going out for five years, and Noel thought he’d tell Doreen about the one hundred and fifty bucks. Doreen packed up and left in a huff (more of a tantrum), and now she won’t speak to her father. Or to Noel.

Doreen was hoping this morning that Mike at work would ask her out. As far as she knows, Mike’s not attached. And then Mike went and asked Judy.