On the plump white hillside
there was evidence—
scarlet plagued splotches
and the lines of blades
slicing deep— parallel
and linear to a distant apex.
Red molded into the lines
like a train had severed a leg
and paraded the results
proudly through the countryside.
2010© Michael A. Wells
Magpie Tales 44
So vivid! I love how you picked up the color of the sled in the photo, that dark blood red, and ran with it.
ReplyDeleteeeeee yikes....that's a visual post! Bravo!
ReplyDeleteThanks... it's a little different.
ReplyDeleteThis one's a bit more raw and dark than your usual write, Michael. I like.
ReplyDeleteSo sad and ominous!
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I can be all of the above. Thanks Tess.
ReplyDeleteOuch - that one made me wince! Good job.
ReplyDeleteVery vivid - intriguing piece.
ReplyDeleteOuch! I can see it and feel it
ReplyDeleteRed is a sign of danger. Funny that sleds are painted red.
ReplyDeleteI liked your take.
powerful take.
ReplyDeletekeep sharing.