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blood and lipstick
by Mary Frances Spencerblack in those films
where fog swirls down alleys
white fingers clutch dramatic
guns cigarettes reflect silver
light
silhouettes beckon
die again
love
forever
05/17/2009 Author's Note: O.K. I do enjoy how we inspire each other here...so giving some credit for this to a recent post "She was worth a stare. She was trouble."
by Leopold Jones....enjoy! MFS
Posted on 05/18/2009
Copyright © 2024 Mary Frances Spencer
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 05/18/09 at 12:58 PM Very obviously noir, but that doesn't make it any less awesome. You nailed the image. |
| Posted by Joan Serratelli on 05/18/09 at 04:20 PM I did enjoy this write. Gabe said you nailed the image and he was right. Loved the last stanza! |
| Posted by Kris Mara on 05/18/09 at 04:22 PM ah, you know, as I was reading this, I was thinking of the piece you were inspired by! So well done! I love the images in it -- like watching at the edge of my seat in grainy film |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 05/18/09 at 04:46 PM I especially like the phrase "die again" - nice treatment of the photo I thought of while reading this that accompanies LJones' poem. |
| Posted by Anita Mac on 05/28/09 at 04:59 AM This is perfectly striking! I love it... |
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