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
Reaching Wings
I can see her golden hair
The fire in her amber eyes
Hidden ’hind the spit-clean windows
Of your father’s ’57 Chevy
I don’t got no balls of steel
And my blurry vision
Leaves but dried-up tears
Yet I long to say my vows with her
Before the pillars of Heaven
The sight of her burns like fire and ice
Melts me into a puddle of sweat
Drowns me in my faded blue jeans
Till’ there’s nothing left but my soul to see
The rolling thunder beckons me forth
Tellin’ me it’s the devil’s last chance
I slide out from my hiding place
And run like a bat out of Hell
Torn leather jacket flapping like wings
Wings that chase after her
Wings that will take her from you
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