Creative Writing | Feb 2017

It's been a hell of a long time since I posted any poetry but I was listening to the Dixie Chicks a few nights ago and the line 'She's got you wrapped up in her satin and lace' really prompted me to write a poem. It's a rough first draft and it's probably not very good and anyway, I'm out of practice but it felt nice to write again.

“She’s got you wrapped up in her satin and lace…”

The earth is rounded like the shape of you and

waves of satin drape across every curve, black

in the shadows but sapphire in the sunlight,

silver when the moon comes out. A million

shells lie cracked on pebble beaches, forgotten

sand washed out to sea, replaced with broken

green bottles and plastic six-pack rings and

driftwood. Rotten pieces of people’s homes

and soft-in-the-middle planks splinter with

every footstep that comes to pass. A white sky

washed with mama’s red lace, carnation pink at

dawn flecked with golden promises, merlot

at midnight. Twelve rose petals caress tear-stained
cheeks and fall, like April’s last shower.