The red gown by Jude kyrie

poem by: Jude Kyrie
Written on Sep 24, 2017

The red gown

No longer
Clinging to the curves
Of a beautiful lady.
Dressed for the party.
Or
Catching the cascading lights
From a glitter ball at the dance.
Or 
Hanging in a special place 
Inside her closet.
Just waiting 
for the next time.

The red gown

Now lay on top 
of the open dumpster.
Catching moonlight
on the red sequins.
The only splash of color
in the monochrome
back alley.

The red gown.

Left unwanted
And forgotten.
On a snowy winters night.
Turning from red to white.
Absorbing all that once was.
A single snowflake 
At a time

Tags: Sad, Deep,

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Christopher Russon commented on Sep 25, 2017 at 8:31am

Lovely poem Jude.

Christopher Russon commented on Sep 25, 2017 at 8:31am

Lovely poem Jude.

Cecilia Crasto commented on Sep 25, 2017 at 11:30pm

What an elegant write Jude, I thoroughly enjoyed the read.

Frank Hornby . commented on Sep 26, 2017 at 2:43pm

Nice poem....but a sad story...

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