Challenge
A Challenge of Inspiration II
Using the phrases below in a unique story or poem, inspire other Prosers to respond to your genius in kind. Responses need not be entered into the challenge--feel free to compose your response as a regular post, then put a link to your post in the comments of the original piece so we can all find it. One winning original entry and one winning response entry will take home a glorious $10 prize! I know--try to contain yourself. Here are your challenge phrases: _______________ '57 Chevy, faded blue jeans, rolling thunder, balls of steel, fire and ice, pillars of Heaven, the devil's last chance, torn leather jacket, dried-up tears, bat out of Hell
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Burn Away the Tears
I like to think we were in love,
I and the girl so different than me--
Torn leather jacket, one fingerless glove.
My babydoll dress to her faded blue jeans.
She cared too much, it dragged her under,
Played with fire and ice to mask her fears.
Her wishes drowned out by rolling thunder,
Only I could see her dried-up tears.
I believe we were in love, once,
Before she was blinded by a world of weapons.
But her cautious love was the devil's last chance
To steal her away from the pillars of Heaven.
It seemed that she was gone already
As I shut my eyes and wished her well.
And I heard the engine in her '57 Chevy
As she ran from love like a bat out of Hell.