Kelly Seale

(12-17-1958 / Norfolk, Va. USA)

'The Color of Red'


Drifting effortlessly, I hum… smiling as I look around the room....

I see everything so acutely, aware of my out of body experience,

I hear your breathing, I feel your blood pulsating through your veins.

I smell your fragrance mixed with some floral bouquet,

And my senses speak to me in words from an ancient, foreign land-

Then I see Red.

Amazed, I touch the thick, dark liquid that flows from my body,

And it pools like Mercury.

Fascinated; yet confused, my movements are languid,

I’m dying.

And I don’t even care… I welcome it, actually.

I wonder what you’re feeling?

Watching you scurry about the room, doing chores? Cleaning?

You have an intent purpose about you,

Methodic… Primal.

Words muttered, but not understood,

Laughter?

And as you leave the room, leave me dying on the cold tile floor-

My last thought…the look, as our eyes meet for the last time,

You thought you’d got it all…

And my eyes lose focus, then back again,

Untouched, returning the gleam in my eye…

I notice the bullet casing atop the drying pool of blood.

And I smile. “Gotcha! ”




Kelly Seale.03/28/13

Submitted: Saturday, March 30, 2013

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

The Jodi Arias Capital Murder Trial:
- Travis Alexander was Brutally Murdered! He Is The Victim!

Since Travis Alexander cannot defend himself, I wrote a little something with his possible perspective in mind... It's called:
'The Color of Red'

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  • Besa Dede (5/13/2013 12:31:00 PM)

    Sad poem and even sadder the story behind it. The narration is so well told, and the stanzas describe the pain and terror of that moment. Thank you for sharing.
    Regards,
    ~Besa (Report) Reply

  • Poetheart Morgan (4/3/2013 7:44:00 AM)

    Better be murdered to partake in and cohabit with such betrayal. Such pain that you describes so well. Just for feel and remember. Thanks. (Report) Reply

  • Unwritten Soul (3/30/2013 1:09:00 AM)

    Oh i see....The color of red not just a color, it tell from whom it came...how much it is, how pain it was when it leaves the body...may it share a testify to let a guilty person stay to where the one should belong, free or locked_Soul (Report) Reply

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