Tonight at the dVerse Poets Pub, we are celebrating the color Red. Sarahsouthwest is our host tonight.
Yeah. Red.
Red reminds me
of you. That careless
blur of candy-slut-red
lipstick that tainted your
white-on-white shirt.
I got rid of
the stain —
but you failed
to get rid of its carrier.
Crimson Red.
Like my face
upon the realization
that everyone knew
(even your mother!)
but me.
Hot Carmine
blood raging through
my veins
like wildfire as
I load
my Glock 43.
I like that final line to the poem. Red is my favorite color and you played it up in all its meaning.
Oh oh…somebody’s number is up!!😊
Pat
Yep! :-)
Love this, Susan! Revenge is red.
It is, isn’t it? Thank you purple!
I like the red attitude in your poem, Susan, and all the different shades.These lines are ominous:
‘I got rid of
the stain —
but you failed
to get rid of its carrier.’
Thanks, Kim. Sometimes, I feel so evil. LOL!
:)
Loved the ending! Truly enjoyed the way you painted red in various ways throughout the poem.
Much appreciated, Rashi!
Sounds like a bit of revenge – payback time. I enjoyed your story-poem.
Thanks, Truedessa! I’m glad you stopped by & appreciate your comments. :-)
Oh my! Put the gun down!! Loved this :)
Thank you, Vivian. :-)
:)
I liked description of the stain on the shirt being removable, but not the one who made the stain.
Thank you, Frank!
A woman’s scorn, indeed; great use of the red prompt, and exciting POV with the message, Woe to the man who cheats on you.
Actually, my alter ego Shelley, wrote that. I’m quite the opposite. In any case, so glad you enjoyed!
Yikes!
:-)
Wow… this is red hot red! I can feel the pulsing of anger all the way through! Such great images!
Thanks so much, rothpoetry!
The red is the disease and you are the cure. I love it!
Much appreciated!
I love the way you pull the different shades of red into your story, and I love love love that ending.
Thank you, sarah!
Whatcha think?