Red Sound
It sounds like the Egyptian harp
playing in the sunset, as the clouds
redden above the horizon.
It sounds like a saxophone in the moonlight,
as a blonde in a red dress steals the show;
her beauty surpassing the fame of jazz players
performing a live-band.
It sounds like an eerie Halloween piano tune
in the dark, giving you an impression
of blood-spilling.
It sounds like red wine flowing
into a glass, surrounded by the tunes of violins.
It sounds like these words I have just written.....
Copyright © Teddy Kimathi | Year Posted 2013
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