Dead Red

Dead Red

A Poem by Chris Shaw
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(hope you can see what i see)

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each decaying leaf
bleeds glorious rich colour
in death's defiance

© 2020 Chris Shaw


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The meaning I get from this one is that beauty persists even in the midst of apparent death. Also, we might also see it as illustrating that the last stage of life can be the most beautiful. I tell myself something similar with each new white hair in my beard.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Thank you John. There is certainly beauty in decaying leaves. I have never felt that way regarding t.. read more



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It would be impossible not to see it your way .. albeit, perhaps differently too .. Neville

Posted 7 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

6 Months Ago

Thank you Neville. There’s always different ways of looking at poetry. That’s the fascinating th.. read more
Neville

6 Months Ago


I see but my eyes are not as good as they used to be .. Neville
Brilliant imagination. nicely written. keep it up.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Thank you Arundass TP. Your visit most appreciated.

Chris
A beautiful haiku. An idea, such as the one of defiance, transcends death. Inspiring!

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Thank you Pennywriter for your review. I appreciate your thoughts.

Chris
This reminds me of women as they bleed to color the world.Lovely wording.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Thank you Tania for your thoughts. All good wishes.

Chris
perfect poetry in poignant pithy pulchritude postulated:) LOL im having an alliteration attack please be patient with me dear Chris

Posted 4 Years Ago


Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Is it catching? I could do with an attack of alliteration myself at times Bunny:) Thank you for popp.. read more
Robert Trakofler

4 Years Ago

it is horrid that needle is so very slow
Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Hope it speeds up a bit. We are all sitting and waiting :)
A wonderful poem that paints a truly beautiful picture! I loved the vivid imagery and your wording. A perfect poem for fall.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

You are always so encouraging Colacat and I thank you for that. Have a great Thursday.

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Nice, vivid image and a meaningful message all wrapped in a concise little poem. It reminds me of an essay by Diane Ackerman titled, "Why Leaves Turn Color in the Fall".

Here's a link, in case you wish to give it a read.
http://mssandersonsouthcache.weebly.com/uploads/8/5/8/9/8589339/whyleavesturncolorinfall_2012.pdf

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Thank you Laz for your review. Pleased to have you visit and I checked out your link. So basically t.. read more
Laz K.

4 Years Ago

Yes, true - about the leaves. But, she also describes the spectacular colors of leaves. I thought it.. read more
Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

You are absolutely right. Nature gifts us a feast of rich splendour in autumn hues. The season of de.. read more
Bagging, bagging seemingly tons of fallen leaves. It is such a chore, yet today, like you, I couldn't help but see just how beautiful they are even though they are dead. Thank you Chris.

Take care of yourself - Dave


Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Dear Dave thank you for dropping in. I have spent two hours this morning raking up fallen leaves. Th.. read more
I certainly hope "red is dead" in this election... but just my opinion.

This is a beautiful haiku, and the ambiguity and symbolism makes it fun to interpret for different readers. :)

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Pleased you made quite alot out of this little Haiku . I reckon there will be many thinking along th.. read more

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