Cocktail dress

by Richard Trotter

The sight of its black
is a crystal on a dreaming string
supersonic thoughts of the fabric
have arrived before the light.

Pearls in the gloom of morning
impossibly near me and healing
you dance in every spotlight
seduce me with amulet limbs.

Now weak, I am captive
touching a void of silk
our bleak lips shiver,
crying as the snow falls.


Posted on 12/14/2003
Copyright © 2020 Richard Trotter

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Jolie Jordan on 12/14/03 at 03:35 PM

You were a member a while back, I think? I read this in the member applications and I was blown away. this is so awesome. Welcome to Pathetic.. or I should say, welcome back to Pathetic;)

Posted by Alison McKenzie on 12/14/03 at 11:58 PM

Well, I don't have a "before" with pathetic, so all your work will be a first for me. I love this!

Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 12/16/03 at 03:34 AM

Highly innovative and tangy word combos make for an exciting construction and read here Richard.

Posted by Ginette T Belle on 12/16/03 at 10:08 PM

so happy you have this imagery in this's beautiful...

Posted by Stephanie Kent on 12/17/03 at 06:02 AM

Your imagery in this is captivating...:)

Posted by Wendy Geal on 03/05/04 at 05:05 AM

i LOVE this. amazing job! xxo

Posted by Anne Howe on 04/20/04 at 09:03 AM

emotions are as warm as the snow is cold .... a lovely read

Posted by Trisha De Gracia on 02/02/07 at 10:15 PM

such a sumptuous piece, nice work!

Posted by Jared Fladeland on 08/21/09 at 04:42 PM

That last stanza really hits me. Congrats

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