The Internet test said “write down the name of someone you associate with the color red.”
I put my father, of course, because everyone knows that red is angry.
Poor red. So maligned.
Some anger is brown.
Deeply rooted, earthy, quiet,
smoldering like the bubbling brew under the Hawaiian Islands.
Some is green.
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Hues of Anger
Posted in Poetry, tagged anger, father, Poetry on November 12, 2008 | 1 Comment »