Free Verse
(Red)
You ask me my dearest heart
what is red…
The smell of piquant spices,
Or freshly mown grass
The tinkle of children’s laughter
Birds chirping brightly, flying o’er head
The heat of the evening’s camp fire
Summer sun warm on your face
The embracing passion when making love,
And our joyous cries in our climax…
All this my dearest beloved
is red…
Monday Poetry Prompt #24: Color Blind
What a beautiful description of the color red! Absolutely love it. Reowr!
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Thanks the prompt was to describe a color without using color…
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Beautifully rendered!
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Thanks dear…I appreciate your comment!
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I loved each couplet 🙂 You are more generous than I am. I made readers guess my color….
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