Sweet Madamoiselle Noir

Sweet Madamoiselle Noir

A Poem by Melinda

Strange lady,
Eyes like chocolate kisses,
Hair like cotton candy.
Walking around town
In spider's silk stockings-
Bundled up clumsily
In a black shawl for mourning.
Autumn's sweet lassie,
Where did you come from?
Your countenance spawns
Stories.
In one you're a widow
(self imposed),
In another you're a voodoo woman
(Thats your favorite, I can tell).
They read what they want
Into your playful coversation,
(much of it tongue in cheek)
And your Cheshire grin.
But that keeps
Them coming back-
Again, and again.
There's warmth in your manner-
Life in your candy apple cheeks-
But once in a while,
When they turn their backs,
They might feel the shiver
Of a coffin breeze.

© 2008 Melinda


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a coffin breeze. that is a brilliant line! well done my friend! ~peace~......................................

Posted 17 Years Ago


Knowing that I risk repeating everyone else's comments - still I am compelled to say that this is an excellent read, fun, mystical, it makes me think of orange and black, windy October night, electricity and magic in the air and the coming-into-sight of the lady whom everyone wants to know. And the final two lines -
what a fantastic impact, what a perfect conclusion! I thoroughly enjoyed this!


Posted 17 Years Ago


forgot to say I like the title of this one very much also.

Posted 17 Years Ago


Very enjoyable piece of observation and speculation, shows a good and intelligent eye. And the poem took ke along with it and gave me a little slap at the end!

Posted 17 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

But once in a while,
When they turn their backs,
One may feel the shiver

Of a coffin breeze.' ~Great and interesting write here,I especially liked the ending~WeLL DonE I say!~Fran Marie



Posted 17 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

I like the enigmatic Madamoiselle Noir! Your description of her reminds me of those Kitchen Witches that are supposed to bring good luck. She appears good-natured, but appearances may be deceiving... hence the rumors. You allow the reader to feel the breeze and shiver in fair warning. I'd like to hear more about her!

(a couple of typos:
line 8, should be Autumn's
line 10, should be countenance
line 15, there should be a comma after favorite
line 19, should be Cheshire)

I'm not sure if "One" is the best subject in the penultimate line. "They" would be more consistent, or you could go with "I" to impart a sense of urgency.

(I know this should be in Notes, but it will not work for me... Aarrrgh... )


Posted 17 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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