Seeing Red

You, the fire, immersed in burning it all
with the heat of a blue-white flame
aimed at my good intentions.

There was no comfort there.
Where love was sought
I found wolves at the door.

About This Poem

Last Few Words: Remebering a red-haired girl from a long time ago...

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About the Author

Region, Country: San Francisco Bay Area - USA, USA

Favorite Poets: Bukowski

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Comments

Short and Powerful

There was a lot of emotion in these two stanzas as well as descriptive language. I am sensing you reached out to someone only to have them greet you harshly and not at all in the way you expected. This resonates. Well done.

Thanks for stopping by RB and

Thanks for stopping by RB and sharing your thoughts. Yes, this was memory from a fairly toxic relationship years ago. Wished her well and we both moved on. For myself, much for the better. Her? I have no idea...