Poem Noire
Poem Noire
by Joshua Gray
The depth of her absence
is my color of kala
now that the pure marble moon is new.
Well-lit street lamps
flood the aorta
of a city infested with fog.
These shiny black shoes
hide in the grainy asphalt
of this paling anxiety.
My wide open pupils fail to find
the iron bar suspended above
the rouge of her beauty.
The ladies never know
the detective
is the one not to know.
My charcoal-brimmed hat is tipped
toward the cold scarlet-stained concrete
of her fantasies.
And now I’ve witnessed the white thickness
as sleep everlasting
shadows her lips.
-refers from the photo Antimaterie by Dorothee Lang
7 Responses “Poem Noire” →
Gregory Luce
January 3, 2012
Nice one, Jessie & Joshua!
Debbie
January 3, 2012
Wow! Great addition to Referential!
Congratulations Joshua!
jessiecarty
January 3, 2012
Thanks everyone! Glad to have Joshua joining us
Joshua Gray
January 4, 2012
Thanks everyone — and thanks Jessie!
Nancy White
January 22, 2012
A wonderful eerie mood accumulate… Nice!
Joshua Gray
January 22, 2012
Thanks Nancy!
Caren
January 23, 2012
Beautiful and haunting…