Poems About: RED

One can't mistake them for their scratchy song
To small seed eating family of birds they belong
Some call them red browed finches others the red browed firetails
And the females hard to distinguish from the males. read more »

Poor snowball the white silky bantam cock not feeling well of late
His son big red has thrashed him he is in a sorry state
Dried blood on his neck feathers from the comb he has bled
He has really copped a hiding from his oldest offspring red. read more »

Many folks have memories
About the red dirt where they live
Some poor as little church mice
They learned in life to forgive read more »

The square of men and women,
Mao tse tung the erstwhile
Dictator smiled in glee
At the red flags abounding it, read more »

All this bleeding is running through
All this red rain is staying true

Visions of our memories come to mind read more »

Did you ever see a red dirt road
With a red dirt pond ‘long side?
Brilliant yellow sunflowers
In the grass where burrs might hide? read more »

So many red dirt moments
Are in my every day
A wonderful part of my life
It’s where I will always stay read more »

Love has many colors
But the main is red
The color of a rose
A flower to show that you love him or her read more »

I grabbed a knife,
My friend did keep.
Slashed my wrist,
Through skin so deep. read more »

pick up a book,
put it down.

pick up a book, read more »