Pitchers

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Surreal Woman

I could’ve been in pictures.

I could’ve worn nice clothes.

I could’ve been somebody –

Somebody special.

Up on the big screen,

admired and seen.

They would’ve listened

when my name was mentioned.

They would’ve known my face

from the big screen.

fashion portrait of girl with faceart and red lips. Picture taken in the studio on a black background.

Nobody would’ve been mean.

Love pouring in,

gold pouring out.

I could’ve married tall.

I could’ve had it all.

I could’ve been somebody –

Somebody special.

Instead of nobody.

Roaming a dusty ranch,

kickin’ the dirt

to fill my days.

cracked mud texture or pattern on face with green eye

Nobody to listen.

Loneliness pouring in,

bitterness pouring out.

They call me a tart,

thinkin’ they’re smart.

I could’ve been in pictures.

I could’ve worn nice clothes.

I could’ve been somebody –

Somebody special.

Woman running free in a desolate land

© 2016 Brenda baker

I was inspired to write this poem after reading the novel ‘Of Mice and Men’ in which the only female character says that she could have been in pictures and could have worn nice clothes. She pronounces it as “pitchers” which struck me as I read. I also realized at the end of the novel that we are never told her name. The men on the ranch describe her as a tart that needs to avoided.

4 comments on “Pitchers”

    1. Thank you Sue 💜 I think you’re right. After I finished writing this, I realized that it could also apply to a character from another poem that I wrote or anyone with lost dreams. I hope you’re having a beautiful Sunday!

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