"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

Tags Rage  Red  Anger 

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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.

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

Elle x

A new way of seeing the color red and the raw emotion it sometimes represents.

Wow, just wow! From the image, to the Dylan Thomas quote, then the impact of the poetry, genius.

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.

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


Rob Graber
Amazing imagery, just amazing!

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.

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.