Black. I’ve always liked black. Black is the colour of the mysteries after all. Gothic architecture, Gothic music, Gothic clothes – who wouldn’t? Plus it’s getting close to Halloween – and I have to work when I should be partying! However, I do LOVE colour – bright colours! Turquise and pinks – bright colours uplift and make you feel happy, they can really raise your spirit and make you feel glad to be alive. I wrote this poem last year. I don’t know why I’ve never published it on my blog until now.
Ara by the way is a meeting of Goths for an evening of Gothic metal. it is held in a church and is not a religious meeting – just people listening to music and having a good time. As you can imagine, being dressed in pink doesn’t really qualify for membership in this instance:-)
Unenchanted Evening
In town,
Going down
To the vodka bar,
Bar nothing
Two for one
We go on
to an evening
Leading to nowhere.
An invite comes
For an ara
Our pink tinged clothes
Can not compete
Bring your own ale
Pink or be pale
Been there – and jaded
not easily persuaded
Not me!
A dark scented hiss
Which God doesn’t miss
As they hide
Where the sun don’t shine.
Lynda M Roberts ©2010
Gothic Wedding dress image from here
PS My last Poetry Challenge is ‘Weeping Woman why do you Weep’
PLUS
What the Dickens? poetry challenge has just started on my page here
For details about how to enter (and see the contributions so far, please click The Weeping Woman) Don’t forget to mention Bookstains with a back to link to me when you enter:)
PS There’s a lovely Memorial Haiku page over on the HAIKUDOODLE blog. Please remember loved ones and contribute a Haiku 🙂
