Little Red Lights
Bright faces happy to be
Outside my door
Sad blossoms grace the floor
Buds of scarlet
Reach for the sun
In vivid excess
Reach for the sun
In vivid excess
Dancing as one
Flaming flowers
Ignite in the light
Pulsing profusion
a vibrant riot
Flaming flowers
Ignite in the light
Pulsing profusion
a vibrant riot
Dark Red
Dark red, the color of
Your lips
Dark red, the fire in
Your blood
Dark red, the color
Of your lust
Dark red, the embers
Of your passion
Dark red, the lingerie
On your floor
Dark red, the virgin
You are no more
Dark red, the roses
At your door
Red! The Innocent and the Sensual....
Very Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteWow! These are great! I love the word pictures you paint. They're very tight and full of imagery. Yay!
ReplyDeleteExcellent! As vibrant as the color itself!
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ReplyDeleteVery nice, Eaton! Love the words, and the images you matched with them!!
ReplyDeleteLove both of your poems, especially the second stanza of the first one, perfect!
ReplyDeleteThe second poem was very visual-- hot in fact. So many 'connotations' for the color. Most of them do infer sex or passion don't they?
Lips, fire, lingerie, roses...the list goes on and on.
Love this new side to your work, it's fun to see you experiment.