PUT YOUR RED DRESS ON
She was wearing a noir velvet coat
Of a dubious nature
Passed on from its now vanished previous owner
The cold beauty of winter was dying
The girl with the coat was in the corner crying
Drawing her long cigarette to her swelling lips
In a kind of slow motion enunciation
Her demeanor was shouting out
What about emancipation!
She is a vision to be imagined
Wrestling with snow-white sheets
With sad music permanently on repeat
Wailing a song of love
About her lover not long since gone
Then she casts her coat aside
And shouts to the throng
I’m going to put my red dress on
5 thoughts on “PUT YOUR RED DRESS ON”
A amazing poem.
Glad you like it, John
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I did and you are welcome.
Thanks. That ‘Something in Red’ is pretty decent song too.
Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
RED DRESS POETRY—ADDRESSED!!!!