Dean Meredith


Looking Good - Poem by Dean Meredith

She was death brightened up
With interest
White beyond the pale
Red lipstick
A soul I could only imagine
Glorious
In its unfathomable depths
Dark
As a contrast dye
Her lure
Central to our swim around
Beguiled
Even the sharks hesitate
Denying
Their million year twitch
Unknowable
Her frenzied passion attack
Relentless promise
Hell imagined, probably untrue
Nonetheless
Clichés remain unreal
Oh to die
In her ghostly clutch

Topic(s) of this poem: lust


Comments about Looking Good by Dean Meredith

  • (12/6/2015 8:04:00 AM)


    well imagined poem and enjoyed it. (Report) Reply

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  • Shakil Ahmed (12/6/2015 7:22:00 AM)


    Her frenzied passion attack
    Relentless promise
    Hell imagined, probably untrue
    Nonetheless- - -beautiful lines with nice images, you write well, Dear poet, if you find time please read some of my poems and leave your comments, thanks
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 6, 2015



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