He Said You Looked Good in Red
~ By Jeanette Cheezum
Nights are torture, dreams are
unfulfilled. Why had he left her?
He said she looked good in red ...
Now all she had was muffled voices
and distant memories. Desires to
celebrate the contagious journey
Love opens the passage
to our souls, don't compromise,
sadness cannot appreciate laughter.
Engage, embrace, hearts are
delicate. Promises were meant
to unfold, love stories are
better lived than told.
Remember he said, you looked
good in red.
(c) 2009, Author Jeanette Cheezum
Originally published at vox poetica
Creative expression is what Jeanette Cheezum has a massive stack of, as the blue plate specials she spins -- you know the ones -- on the old Ed Sullivan show -- where writing projects and e'zines and of course HARBINGER*33 and awards, contests and contentions are all kept high, high up in the air while she Facebooks a small post that makes you feel even better that You too, spin in Jeanette's world. All this is simply the show'womanship she breathes.
Editor Annmarie Lockhart at classy vox poetica breathes in and out what sound, image, writer-resonation and communication truly are in attunement. That's why she, as we AT THE BIJOU, are pleasured to showcase the one we fondly know as Goddess Mother of Brilliant Authors. Jeanette as evocative poet graces our big screen ... while she prepares to debut a new story ... pages within Hampton Roads Writers keeping Virginia vital ... scribes her mark at all distinctive writing sites ... publishes ... praises fellow writers ... and could even be training for the Winter Olympics -- she's that good.
~ THANKS Jeanette, for True Colours you represent
~ Absolutely*Kate and the staff of fine renown, AT THE BIJOU