"Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light."
- Dylan Thomas



Seeing Red


a carefully sealed packet is torn
and rage presents itself as red -
the color of cliche, and ire deepens.

seething anger pulses audibly, drowns out
every smile with its infernal blare -
the drums of discontent thunder madness.

open, jagged slash across hope's cry creates
a choking gurgle and the thick, rasping rattle -
the struggle, dying in the night, too slowly.




Poetry by StillHoppin The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2013-09-04 at 02:38

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Wow. I can feel the anger growing, moving, pounding in my ears with my pulse... And then with the final, powerful stanza, it almost seems to slow to sadness. Excellently crafted.
2013-10-30


Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
It is so good to see you back writing again - descriptive, emotive and pulsing with life

Elle x
2013-09-06



A new way of seeing the color red and the raw emotion it sometimes represents.
2013-09-05


shells
Wow, just wow! From the image, to the Dylan Thomas quote, then the impact of the poetry, genius.
2013-09-05


Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
You're like an oyster, SH. You produce pearls when you're irritated. This is an excellent poem.
2013-09-04


josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
This is so powerful it really knocks your socks off!

This is a 5 second mind video of invasion and defilement.

WOW... Well done

Joe
2013-09-04


Rob Graber
Amazing imagery, just amazing!
2013-09-04



This is strong and full of passion. It is good to feel passion, even the harsh kind, good to be able to express it, as you do.
2013-09-04



I feel drawn to this and must read and read ...I always read very quickly first to get a feel and if something then stops me I know I will be compelled to keep reading and this has got me:)
The last few lines make my eyes water.
2013-09-04