John Lawless Poet Free verse

Burlap and Satin

Loud, rowdy, coarse,
a bit rough around the edges,
more likely to say “Shut Up!”
than “Quiet Please.”

Jeans, well worn,
faded by harsh winds,
and searing sun.
face to match.

The “gods?”
diabolical match makers.

Soft spoken, silky smooth,
edges buffed,
hushed a room
on entering.

Tailored,
off the rack,
draped on artistic
magnificence,
smiling……that…
smile.


©3/21/2018

submitted too – Burlap and Satin – Poetry Contest
sponsor – Anthony Slausen

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Daniel Turner March 21, 2018 at 9:20 PM I guess that would make me, burlap, John. Quite a contrast. You know the old cliche. "You can't make a silk purse out of a sow's ear." Well I'm the whole hog:) Nicely penned and should do well. good luck!