Love Red Poems

Green gifts that keep on giving
Memories of hazel holidays past
By our lavender lips keep on living
Telling of the happy times and bad

Reflection of Christmas lights
So...

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The clock chimed twice,
Habitually, I folded my scarlet marked sheets,?
Adjusting my smeared diopter glasses as I glanced at the empty library beneath.?
Empty, no surprise, since...

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Red roses revealing 
Onyx love’s healing
Mahogany skin blends
Amethyst heart within
Natural beauty parade
Those thighs brown eyes face
Images of your neon love
Creating heaven can’t get enough...

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No life is eternal
God knows
But you forgot me
 no message from thee
A deluge of rain
A watery plight
In August
I still weep through the night
Ask the flower
The...

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Quote By Poet "The pretty rose has thorns to keep her safe."

My life starts as a lovely rose bud,
I come in many beautiful colors.
Red roses...

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Turquoise tears stain my face
Like violet varicose veins 
Stains of sentimental sensuality
Wrapped in white fears and black feathers

For love has fuschia flown away
Ruining reverie’s red...

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Autumn fills the air, 
with pretty leaves raining down.
The trees are getting bare,
as a carpet of leaves cover the ground.
I love seeing yellow, orange and...

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Merry go round a circle of dreams
Friends are found as we journey
To find a place where you can esteem
Climb magic mountains of hope
Where you grow...

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My heart is now
Like Swiss cheese 
He loves me not
Yet he loves me deep
Teal eyes don’t deny
He’s only a horse
Any hippie chick can ride
He is...

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On the beach of the island where we love to take a morning walk…
there…down by the sea…
all alone looking out at the ocean stands an...

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Things are a mess, not because they had to be but because familiarity outranks togetherness. Corner wall has cobwebs, the bed not made in months....

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All I am suddenly seeing is only red.
I am not even entirely angry or upset.
Just filled with a feeling of deep dread
As I lament loss...

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I stare toward the red half-moon,
I wonder if I will see you soon....

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If lemon lime rhymes 
Didn’t slide down my spine
Leaked from mahogany mind
Peaked like high from red wine
Would you know it I’m a poet

If silver similes
Didn’t...

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Just like George Jones when 
He Stopped Loving Her,
death, the only thing that could occur
To enact what only this loss could secure
(Killing the love he...

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