Monday, February 29, 2016

Bar Princess Comments

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"I don't go out anymore, " she said, matter-of-factly,
When quizzed by the new boys on the other side of the bar.
She's got the look; got that well put-together appeal…
They just had to ask.
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Bill Galvin
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Brian Mayo 09 March 2016

I like your poem. It's really good. I found the 4th paragraph especially interesting. Nice ending, too.

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Bill Galvin 09 March 2016

Thanks, Brian. Much appreciated.

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Mike Smith 29 February 2016

Has a sincerity to it. Guessing this was a true life occurance, not just some interesting bit of fiction you imagined. If never much understood hitting on the bartender. In my experience they want to tend bar, not boys. And even if you do land her you've gotta put up with her getting hit on all night. Ehh. Nice poem Bill. I think I'll look at a few more from you

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Bill Galvin 29 February 2016

True story, Mike... we all gotta learn sometime, somewhere, eh? Thanks.

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Pamela Sinicrope 29 February 2016

Well written observation / characterization of not only the bar princess, but also the other patrons in the bar. When I was in college, I worked in a Honky Tonk as a cocktail waitress. I was the only non-professional working there. I get the vibe. WIth a husband and three sons at home, I couldn't help but love the line, Testosterone sealed into jars of disappointment. I enjoyed this well written piece of work. Thanks!

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Bill Galvin 29 February 2016

Thanks, Pamela... an amusing night it was (of course, I could identify with the boys as I saw myself back 40 years) .

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