NaPoWriMo – About announces: “And now our (totally optional) prompt. […] Today I challenge you write a poem inspired by noir — it could be in the voice of a detective, or unravel a mystery, or just describe the long shadows of the skyscrapers in the ever-swirling smog. […]”
she was a beauty
eyes
green, almond-shaped
lashes
thick, long
brows
distinctive
dark, mid-length hair
against her complexion, very fair
slender, with thin waist,
legs, long and shapely
a fine boned petite
proportionate through and through
articulate
intelligent
confident
direct
a mother of two
caution! some advised:
this, a tiny town
word gets around
women must heed their home
not strut a presence out loud
not dare talk as good as men
not ever know or think to think more
she may have been a beauty, too
maybe even a mother of two
her youth was noted with ease
her still warm frame screamed so
whatever was left of her face
the body, marred
at the outer wall of their kitchen
amid a heap of garbage
a random incident! they said
the new teacher, the one out of town
who had been one to live on her own
she then knew
the color of warning:
this, a tiny town
women must heed their home
not strut a presence out loud
not dare talk as good as men
not ever know or think to think more
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