old lady
sways seductively
once lovely
still graceful
now the men just ignore her
she’s still beautiful
standing there
outside the cafe
cold and sad
mini skirted
the lady of the night waits
on the cobbled street
© G.s.k. ‘15
old lady
sways seductively
once lovely
still graceful
now the men just ignore her
she’s still beautiful
standing there
outside the cafe
cold and sad
mini skirted
the lady of the night waits
on the cobbled street
© G.s.k. ‘15
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Brava, cara!!! I love that painting and have used it so often for poems. A very touching poem!
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Thanks Oli … it is a great painting and inspirational too! Glad you liked the poem.
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I truly did enjoy this, cara!
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Thanks 🙂 I know you did!
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Oh! I can sense the agony in the lines… very well penned…
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Thanks Maniparna … the painting reminded me of the nightlife of that period … but I think the poem can be read in any era …
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Ahhh…. a lovely and insightful write, G !
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Thanks Chris glad you enjoyed the write … I’m sending you an e-mail with paintings…
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I got the Beardsleys — wonderful stuff — can’t wait to post them, G !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THANK YOU SO MUCH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Yeah!!! So happy they got through I was afraid they were too heavy! 🙂
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They are GREAT !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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FYI:
Your beautiful prints are being featured on Wednesday’s main post of the Muscleheaded Blog.
Thank you again, G. 🙂
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Thanks so much Chris .. I’ll make sure to drop in … sorry i’ve been so absent lately … Hugs. 🙂
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I think you’ve had a lot on your mind, my friend…..
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You’re right of course … hugs.
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Now she can be her true self, free of control and expectations of others 😉
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Yep … sounds about right.
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Oh MY, that’s nice!!! And I so love the Van Gogh!
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One of my favourites … glad you enjoyed the write.
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I did 🙂
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Sad poem with profound insight . Physical beauty is short lived and transient especially for women . Well done…good use of the form !
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Thanks Rall ..nice comment!
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This is both sad and hopeful at the same time …. written with great respect for the older woman … recognizing her inner beauty, grace, and dignity. So very well done 🙂
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Wow! Full of beauty and sadness.
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Thanks Dolores ..
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This reminds me of the first time I learned what a ‘red light’ district was…
I also watched a show on the prostitutes of Pompeii – that was interesting too.
If only walls could talk.
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It’s an interesting subject .. once upon a time in Europe (and in japan) prostitution was legal – therefore the red light districts … the state took upon itself to run health checks in Italy for example in the “houses”. Street walkers were women who for some reason “worked” independently .. and they were usually very poor and often ran the risks of illness.
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