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red
red red
an ocean
seething, foaming
flying over the surging peaks
towards the horizon
colours streaking through the clouds
I see red
I see red, gilt edged, glowing red
Solid walls of bulbous cloud
rising from the flat horizon
underneath, the turgid ocean
still from a distance
but always moving,
an unstoppable force.
glowing red under the setting sun
red red has published another poem since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of red's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of red's latest works: