Poems About: RED
Poems on / about :
- alone
- america
- angel
- anger
- april
- baby
- ballad
- beach
- beautiful
- beauty
- believe
- birth
- brother
- butterfly
- car
- carpe diem
- change
- chicago
- childhood
- children
- cinderella
- city
- courage
- crazy
- dance
- dark
- daughter
- death
- depression
- despair
- dream
- family
- fate
- father
- fear
- fire
- food
- football
- freedom
- friend
- frog
- funeral
- funny
- future
- girl
- god
- graduation
- greed
- grief
- haiku
- hair
- happiness
- happy
- hate
- heart
- heaven
- hero
- home
- hope
- house
- husband
- identity
- innocence
- january
- joy
- june
- justice
- kiss
- laughter
- life
- lonely
- loss
- lost
- love
- lust
- marriage
- memory
- mirror
- money
- moon
- mother
- murder
- music
- nature
- night
- ocean
- ode
- paris
- passion
- peace
- people
- pink
- poem
- poetry
- poverty
- power
- pride
- racism
- rain
- rainbow
- red
- remember
- respect
- river
- romance
- romantic
- rose
- running
- school
- sea
- sick
- silver
- sister
- sky
- sleep
- snake
- soldier
- sometimes
- song
- sonnet
- sorrow
- spring
- star
- success
- suicide
- summer
- sun
- swimming
- sympathy
- teacher
- thanks
- time
- together
- travel
- trust
- truth
- war
- warning
- water
- wedding
- winter
- woman
- work
- world
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361.My Red Dirt World
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 »Marilyn Lott -
362.Red Dirt Moments
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 »Marilyn Lott -
363.Love has many colors
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 »Michelle Guza -
364.BEAUTIFUL RED RIVER
I grabbed a knife,
My friend did keep.
Slashed my wrist,
Through skin so deep. read more »Mary Lou -
365.Red Rain
All this bleeding is running through
All this red rain is staying true
Visions of our memories come to mind read more »Amanda Chisholm -
366.Red Browed Firetails
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 »Francis Duggan -
367.Snowball Is Back With His Hens
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 »Francis Duggan -
368.The Management of Grief
pick up a book,
put it down.
pick up a book, read more »Mary Frances Farrow -
369.Red Is The Blood
You are one who is born to lead
A very fine person indeed
And great things we hear of you and read
Though red is the blood we all bleed. read more »Francis Duggan -
370.the red ant in this labyrinth
it hard to accept
the truth that the one who will guide you through this labyrinth is a
mere
red ant, the one insigficant red ant, the one you have always killed read more »RIC S. BASTASA