Red Is So Important

Fire hydrants, fire trucks and firemen's faces
After they have been heated up
Chocolate heart boxes, and the prettiest roses
Some of the most fragrant tulips

Ruby jewelry, all sparkly and haughty
My favorite boots, my checkered shirt, my brick oven
An artist once told me without a splash of red, art is not art
I do not know about that, for I favor orange, which is red with the sun

Red umbrella with orange cats, red dog collar, red french fry holder
Valentines, and Santa Claus, Christmas stockings trimmed in green
Best of all, my mother's red stove in the early 60's
Which no one else bought because all other stoves were white

She did her whole kitchen in red and everyone loved it
Pizza Huts, and Christmas lights; all in reds.
Bulls and red hankies, clowns and red noses.
What would we do without red? How would we know to stop?
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Cunningham Avatar
May 15, 2019 at 4:36 PM
Also danger comes to mind , its a colour that really catches your eye. Tom
Krutsinger Avatar
May 15, 2019 at 11:35 PM
Danger is Trixie's middle name, Tom, so SHHHHHH quietly please. She is sleeping. Uh-oh!
Rigoler Avatar
May 15, 2019 at 1:23 PM
Red is a powerful color and has been the traditional color for sexual passion, among other things. The interior of many Paris bistros is red wallpaper with checkered red and white table cloths. Have you read my poem A Bowl of Fruit in which the color orange is loud, assertive and a bully? If not, tell me and I'll post it. / M
Krutsinger Avatar
May 15, 2019 at 4:19 PM
I am going to run to your page now and read it, Maurice. Orange being my FAVORITE color!
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