“you wear black”

Written for:  The Twiglets #323 - you wear black

You wear black so well–
too many funerals

'Oh my dear
you should wear black
clothes only. After all,
you live in Manhattan now.'

black wide-brimmed hat
slants across her pale face
hides tears of sorrow

           A man, since the time of beatniks,
         sported goatee, and beret, looked slick.
            He dressed all in black
             in cafes, he slacked
      Fifty years later, he's simply a nudnik


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 black”

  1. Jules says:

    I can see the man in the Limerick!!
    Like a tat that has morphed.

    Wearing black – a sad tradtion of rememberance. I’d think if the person were well respected rainbow colors would be a better venue? So hard to not go to more funerals as one ‘ages’… Black isn’t always a good color showing all the ‘dust’… of life.
    A sad tilt… isn’t that what veils were also for as some sort of a hide-away for the faces grief…


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