I see red
in claret, crimson , scarlet ─
leaves on the ground
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I see red
at injustice, treachery ─
righteous anger
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I see red
in irritation at idiocy ─
nothing to be done
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I see red
as a bright cheerful colour ─
to keep me warm
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I see red
as difficult to work with ─
jarring clashes
For Miz Quickly who gave us two red pictures as inspiration for today’s poem.
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I like your use of the phrase “I see red,” in both a literal and a metaphorical sense. Nicely done, Viv.
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You missed a red – the one that has one fumingly tapping the steering wheel while waiting for green! 🙂
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I no longer drive, but I remember that one only too well. On my route to work in the 50’s there was a series of about 20 linked lights on the Bath Road.. Miss the first one and without nearly doubling your speed, you missed the lot.
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Well before No 15 of those, one has totally lost all sense of humour.
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The repetition works really well in this. and I like the fact that you chose a quilt as the metaphor on which to build your poem.
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The diverse and contrasting emotions of a brilliant color…wonderfully gathered, Viv. 🙂
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Both sides of red expressed well. Nice, Viv
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Nicely done, Viv.
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I too looked up the meaning of the color red.
So many shades… I remember growing up and having to be careful about clashing red colors.
Nicely quilted set 🙂
My attempt:
Crimson Choral
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I see red
powdered with white dots
my favourite happy fabric
Lovely how one tiny word can have so many meanings…
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