Red
Red cleaves
Discretely
An unruly sun
Red shakes
Completely
The mutinous one
A stolen kiss
Straddles
The dark
A pound of hooves
Flints
The spark
Written for real toads: Australia, exile, stigmata, a separate peace
17 comments:
It almost sounds like a dark nursery rhyme...great write!
Such stark imagery works well, both as a response to the artwork and to the expression of thought.
Dramatic use of the Red colour - title, emotional upheaval, flinting the spark ~
Thanks for linking up with Real Toads ~ Happy Sunday ~
Love the use of red and the cleave, powerful stuff. Dark and delicious.
I like the sound of it -the mood of it
I thought the same thing as Susie. Those pounding hooves will echo for me a while!
Love your variations on red for the picture...specially the last stanza
Red in glorious poem form ~~~ when you are out and about today, say hello to S. Minneapolis for me!!
Nicely written!! Such vivid images you placed with this! I love how you played off of the color and feeling of this piece!
Outstanding!
Creepy good and then the hint of romance! Poe would be proud-I heard he wrote beautiful poems and no one wanted to publish them :D
straddles the dark- great line.
powerful....!
Beautiful.
Yes, I have that much faith. After forty-one plus years of marriage it's a given.
Such wonderful sound here! Very cool. k. (Karin of Manicddaily.wordpress.)
beautiful!
gosh i just love this.
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