“you wear pink”

Written for:  The Twiglets #261 - you wear pink

When you wear pink
your face lights up
like the first blush 
of a rose.

For her bridesmaid
dresses, she asks us
to wear bubblegum-pink.

sits on high rock
waits for first hints of sundown
when sky wears pink

              a man who came from Mozambique 
             felt drawn to women who wore pink.
                  He met such a woman
                  but in conversation
     learned she had beau with dough to buy pink Lalique.


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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3 Responses to “you wear pink”

  1. Misky says:

    Oh no! Bubble gum pink dresses. For a while there, that’s what we all wore as bridesmaids.


  2. Jules says:

    I remember my father (He should rest) pulled off wearing a pink shirt. I think it was very acceptable in the 1960’s. Fell out of favor for a bit, but now anyone can wear anything. And one keeps their opinions to themselves.

    I got married in the fall. I had my gals wear a russet color. I made sure they could use that dress again if they wanted to. Don’t know though if that ever happened.

    Fun limerick I looked up the artist and company.


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