Poetry Thursday–The Colors of Pantoums: Red

Hello, I’ve returned.

Today, after I realized it was my favorite day of the week, I was at a loss for what to write about for my un-alliterated poetry theme day.  As I pondered to myself, sitting and petting my dog, it hit me.  I would combine two of my favorite things: pantoums and color interpretation.

I did my first Poetry Thursday on pantoums, because it happens to be one of my favorite forms.  I liked the way the repetition of the same lines in different orders could change the meanings of the individual lines, or expand upon them.  The post explained the structure, as well as provided an example I wrote.

(Here’s the link in case you want to refer to it.) https://elizabethgrey.org/2017/03/09/poetry-thursday-pantoums/

Color interpretation fascinates me as well.  Themes and symbols are easy to alter and change into what is needed for each individual piece, but something seems more complete when using colors to do the same thing, at least to me.

All of this is why I have decided to do a mini series on pantoums dedicated to colors.  The first color I will tackle for the pantoum series is red, then I shall continue in order of the rainbow, maybe even going for gray scale.  (We’ll see, I guess.)

Anyhoo, I’ve droned on enough.  Here is the poetry you probably came here for.

 

Red: Movement One

This is the color red:
A strong, vibrant color carried in both our veins,
The definition of both living and dead
Shown in bloodstains.

A strong, vibrant color carried in both our veins,
And the detonation of a warhead,
Shown in bloodstains,
As faces fill with dead red dread.

And the detonation of a warhead
Ignites the passion of similar pains
As faces fill with dead red dread.
Thrown down these fiery chains!

Ignite the passion of similar pains
With your screamed promises of the hearts you’ll shred.
Throw down these fiery chains
While marching to the sound of a drum head.

With you screamed promises of the hearts you’ll shred,
Brains in chains leave only bloodstains.
While marching to the sound of a drum head,
We spill out our remains.

Brains in chains leave only bloodstains—
The definition of both living and dead.
We spill out our remains.
This is the color red.

 
Red: Movement Two

Only so many feelings can be kept in one heart.
These feelings are heavy and they burn.
With the way it’s going, I’ll never have a fresh start.
Your love is warm, but it left a sunburn.

These feelings are heavy and they burn.
From what I understand, love is a passionate art.
Your love is warm, but it left a sunburn.
Flames this bright are destined to tear each other apart.

From what I understand, love is a passionate art.
A heartburn caught somewhere between a yearn and a spurn.
Flames this bright are destined to tear each other apart.
A lover’s angry touch is something that can’t be unlearned.

A heartburn caught somewhere between a yearn and a spurn,
With the way it’s going, I’ll never have a fresh start.
A lover’s angry touch is something that can’t be unlearned.
Only so many feelings can be kept in one heart.

 
Red: Movement Three

Life is tinted red
With passion, war, and love.
And the spaces between words left unsaid and unread.
This is the fate of the human race you’re a part of.

With passion, war, and love,
It doesn’t stop at a deathbed.
This is the fate of the human race you’re a part of—
Red is the color that flows through you with every step you tread.

It doesn’t stop at a deathbed,
With the words you send above.
Red is the color that flows through you with every step you tread.
This is something you can’t get rid of.

With the words you send above,
And the spaces between words left unsaid and unread,
This is something you can’t get rid of:
Life is tinted red.

 

 

I hope that wasn’t disappointing, because I worked really hard. 🙂

Next week is orange.  I’m sure you’ll be just as surprised as I will be.

Okay, goodbye.

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