Amy Barlow Liberatore… stories of lost years, wild times, mental variety, faith, and lots of jazz

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Two, two, two prompts in one post!  Nifty. First is from Six Word Saturday, in which you sum up your life at that moment in… six words. Second, The Sunday Whirl: First, read the poem; then, I’ll give you the words we were given to craft our work. Also posted at the collective, Poets United. Peace, Amy

FOR SIX WORD SATURDAY, A NOD TO MADISON IN WINTER:
Rain, snow, Wisconsin – cold as charity!

© 2012 Amy Barlow Liberatore/Sharp Little Pencil

 

FOR THE SUNDAY WHIRL:

Making Her Way

Coatless in a sea of ermine and chinchilla.
Unaware of the shadow cast by multimillionaires
who bask in the fullness of their coffers.
She knows that, before this night ends…

  • Some facelift will admonish her through plump silicone lips,
    “See this meal? The veal is tough. Take it back to the kitchen.”
  • After Happy Hour, a sloppydroolingdrunk day trader will
    spill Merlot on her pristine white apron.
  • After nine, she will be summoned to a table by the wave of
    glistening metal – a prawn fork, most likely.

She herself is a daughter of Big Money,
but she prefers to make her own way in the world.
Waitressing pays for her classes and
postage-stamp-cramped room in Brooklyn.

End of shift, she pulls on jacket and wooly cap
to catch the subway home.

© 2012 Amy Barlow Liberatore/Sharp Little Pencil

The Sunday Whirl Wordle included these words:
White, Returned, Coatless, Shadow, Prefers, Wooly, Daughter, Admonish, Fullness, Metal, Unaware, and Kitchen.