Roses are red. Violets are red.
Everything's red in my red-shifted head.
I don't know what happened to me.
Red is the only color I see.
All I am suddenly seeing is only red.
I am not even entirely angry or upset.
Just filled with a feeling of deep dread
As I lament loss of a love I thought I reset.
shifting shades of green
kinglets flitting in the trees
ruby crests flashing
12/07/2019
A Nature Themed Haiku Poetry Contest
Sponsor Tania Kitchin
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Waiting
In a cell
To be fed
Close my
Eyes
Seeing
Universes
Of red
Stay away
From the
Black hole
Universes
That pull
Our souls
Closer, closer
Closer…
In your dress I see and blush
Laced deep color instant blood rush
Dizzy with love and roses red
Candle lit dinner we broke bread
Glistening glasses deep red wine
Rosy red lips very fine
Cranberry cheesecake for dessert
Many hours we did flirt
Slowly closer we became
To be one one of the same
Where it goes who's to know
Crimson red the evening flow
8/16/16
If you keep spitting lines
Gonna need a katana to cut through
All of your dropping du bovines
You wipe me off of your shoe
While I measure you up
For your funeral fashion debut
Upon my fist you shall sup
Come on read me the signs
Can't keep breaking them in two
Your lack berry whines
Shall loose your teeth a few
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I was in a bad mood so I took a few minutes to spit this out. Enjoy
a trilonnet
My naïveté inspires this rhyme.
You lied to me, I turned my head,
you stole my keys, the day we met.
No accident, you made the climb -
two flights of stairs with breakneck tread
for red Corvette in greed you sweat.
You took my wheels, committed crime
because you love the color red?
I love my car but greater yet
I love the fact you're doing time
while I embrace my keys instead.
This time in jail you will regret
and if you steal my car again
you'll lie in state till who knows when.
Reason A Poteet
historical
Seeing RED
Not for the first time
But for the last
Not pink, blue or black
But RED; pure, beautiful, ruby RED
It's the RED in my body
That flows through my veins
And seeps out with each new, enticing cut
Seeing RED
The pain...
The physical pain
The relief and joyous feeling of freedom
Leaving my body as it drips onto the floor
Not for the first time
But for the last
I'm seeing RED
HATE
the deadly poison
is coursing
through these veins
CRUEL
the mark
you hand
left
A C R O S S
my cheek
BETRAYAL
the tracks
of tears
down my
cheeks.
ANGER
the primitive beat
sending my heart
running
into my
ribcage.
BOOM
the sound of the
GUN
the body
dropping
the eyes
closing.
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