Surprise Me!

Ross Lakes - Chalk Lady

2014-11-07 3 Dailymotion

A pink burnoose, or <br />Peach perhaps, but always matching <br />Chiffon slacks and tops and shoes. <br />She wears them on her morning walks; <br />And spinning, skirting her profile, <br />The same, pink parasol <br />To block the glare. <br /> <br />Pastels? To go, I guess, with <br />The white of her skin, <br />The canyon folds now filled and troweled <br />Smooth—cosmetic concrete that <br />Thickens every year. <br /> <br />In her sexy days, white was in. <br /> <br />“I’ll bet she was hot! ” some neighbor notes. <br />He’s right, of course. That <br />Alabaster skin back then was tight and fit <br />Every arc and curve and dip and bend. <br />Searing yellows, seductive blues <br />caressing every move; those <br />Satins must have come alive! <br /> <br />When that fanny took the boardwalk <br />Eyeballs clicked, every Johnson at attention. <br /> <br />And painted glossy, <br />Bloody red on that white face, <br />The launching pad of a million <br />Feverish fantasies. <br /> <br />She was hot! And she still <br />Sees herself that way <br />Through dead men’s eyes.<br /><br />Ross Lakes<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/chalk-lady/

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