Red As
Red as the glow in the westerly sky,
Red as the robin in circles on high,
Red as the leaves that the autumn displays,
Red as the sun dazzled haze.
Red as the saccharine lips of my love,
Red as the planet of Mars up above,
Red as blood of the sacrifice slain,
Red as the coral’s bright stain.
Red as the ruby or jasper that shines,
Red as the flow of the sweet berry wines,
Red as the sign on the tavern I use,
Red as kaleidoscope hues.
Red as the cardinal twirling in flight,
Red as the lipstick inviting delight,
Red as the post office lacquered so sweet,
Red as the summer time heat.
Red as the spirits of excess and joy,
Red as the cheeks of my sprightly young boy,
Red as the shawl of my lover and wife,
Red as the blood giving life.
