'the reddening of my fear' ... such an image. i can see it blooming there, in the spidering bosom. imagagistic and palpable. i can hear the blood pounding in your speakers ears.. the drawing of breath. a true anticipatory moment.
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Very cool.
ReplyDeleteyes fear is red - many emotions are...
ReplyDeleteCool...very cool!
ReplyDeleteOh yeah, I can feel the red! feaRED~
ReplyDelete'the reddening of my fear' ... such an image. i can see it blooming there, in the spidering bosom. imagagistic and palpable. i can hear the blood pounding in your speakers ears.. the drawing of breath. a true anticipatory moment.
ReplyDeleteCool :)
ReplyDeleteI love the line "pinking cheeks" and I love that you used red for fear! Definitely unique! Beautiful poem!
ReplyDeleteI felt the physical sensations of fear rising. You captured them well in this brief bit.
ReplyDeletethanks, pals. i hate the way this feels, don't you?
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