Poem - Red Consort
Apr. 16th, 2017 05:03 pmA contest asked for poems about the color red. The resulting poem, “Red Consort”, has a Gothic feel, equating crimson with the passed love.
Red Consort
I dream in color, I dream in red
with shades of gray, black and white
red and grays, this is my view
rainbow’s spread departs my world.
My shirts are white, my suits are black
my world is gray, and you were red
you were life, spilled across the floor
so much color, the one I adored.
Rose so red, dress so crimson
hair so scarlet, blood so thick
Please do not fade, do not vanish
remain my color, in my bipolar.
I dreamt of you, my red consort
my trance of color, darkness embraced
red rose remaining, against coffin pillow
soon this will wilt, with dreams remaining.
© 2017. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20170416.
Red Consort
I dream in color, I dream in red
with shades of gray, black and white
red and grays, this is my view
rainbow’s spread departs my world.
My shirts are white, my suits are black
my world is gray, and you were red
you were life, spilled across the floor
so much color, the one I adored.
Rose so red, dress so crimson
hair so scarlet, blood so thick
Please do not fade, do not vanish
remain my color, in my bipolar.
I dreamt of you, my red consort
my trance of color, darkness embraced
red rose remaining, against coffin pillow
soon this will wilt, with dreams remaining.
© 2017. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20170416.