dVerse Poetics — Seeing Red

Frost bit rose 3.2019
Rose buds after a frost

Sarahsouthwest is our host for poetics and asks us for something red.

Anger

She was pale, like the waning crescent moon
stark against the black of night
lips painted a shocking garnet
like a vampiress fresh from a feed

Her aura was a blazing shade,
not the cool magenta of sunrise
nor the deep claret of late sunset
but the bright crimson of blood

She wore her anger like a second skin
so tight it seemed ready to split
staining the world a sooty brick
with the blemish of her hatred

Every Rose Has It’s Thorn — Poison

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

25 thoughts on “dVerse Poetics — Seeing Red

  1. I like that image “like a vampiress fresh from a feed”. I appreciate how shades of red are sprinkled within the piece, unobtrusive and effective; put me in mind of Angelina Jolie in BEOWOLF.

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