Estanislao Rodriguez-Cuevas Poet Senryu

The Color Red

quiet silence
the continuation
of smothered thoughts

gaging howling winds
beyond an understanding
spoken in braille 

ignoring order
colors forming to the right
Dorian Gray

a corrupted mind
kills with passionate pleasure
what virtue remains

quiet silence
the continuation
death resides below

await the reaper
dark—black chilling specter
ghoul in residence

awake—blood freezes
nightmares for the young and old
dawn draws the bright sun

tomorrow we will
paint another painting
less the color red

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Kurt Hubbard-Beale February 22, 2025 at 3:36 AM Very good indeed, Thank you for this it made for refreshing reading and ambiance. Regards, Kurt

Victor Virgen December 10, 2022 at 11:18 PM I am honored to be the first one to comment on this beautiful piece. Well done. I envy very much your ability to paint a vivid picture with words.