Tag Archives: Red
Classic, after all, I am a ladyPrairie Red: A Haiku
The walls won’t demur
And the gardens must concede
I caused truth with them
Art Credit: Tiger R.; Age 8
Lefty
Uncertainty, my enemy -it roams inside my ribs.
I wonder with deep-seated fear, just how will I do this?
Though morning maketh all things new, by eve’ I dance decrepit
It seems the voice inside my head desires me unaccepted
Busted
I wonder if my eyes weren’t broke
Had they not spent their last red cent
Denying warning flags and the like
What would I see instead of circles
Sad, red circles, dark cycles
Looking like pendulums and roller coasters
Would I see I’ve chased my tail
Someone else’s short-sighted plans
And not at all my own red heart
Country
The currency is
counterfeit.
The hand it plays, is
bluffing you, dear.
As the whitewash of
a fence.
Your town shall be
left red.
You'll look to the sky and
know why.
The Battle of The Orchids
Perhaps
It’s why we had relative peaceTho’ blue and red both
Magenta suited usWe smiled with eachother
Even when mad or weakenedTruths we spoke into being
During our long breaths togetherWe shared an ancient meal
Despite our different appetites
Patently
Fire engine
Strong ankles
A slowing walk
Elevation
Weakened knees
The city fades
My Oh My
Empire State
Upper Flat
She sat on high
Thick legged
In simple summer frill
And damned right she didn’t care
Since he was cozied close
Parisian-like despite their li’l bungalow
Quite pleased, most pleased
With the noisy air
The abundant lack
And the red lipstick
Fell
A single, solitary shoe in the road
Red
You are late
And I wait for its match
To fall
Half New
I saw me at midcentury
Wearing race car red
Was I alone
I do not know
A swing in my shortish skirt
A flip to my hair
And sparkly Mediterranean eyes
Who’d dare trudge down,
Head first
With me
To the mystical waters
Just for a blessing
Some rocks
And sandy feet
