How like a love seat
Always just a bit uncomfortable
But so desirable
And in red so difficult
To ignore.
You could not miss her
The moment you walked into the room
You wanted to find a way
To include her
In your decor.
And yet
Red is such a hard color to match
It always seems to clash
With all other elements
In the room.
But there she was
The center of all the attention
Even when at the end
She was abandoned in the back alley
Of life.
Once
I had a red love seat
Sort of friend
And as hard as she was to accommodate
I shall miss her.
J. Binford-Bell
November 2011
In Memory of Libby
Posted to Magpie Tales 93 hosted by Tess Kincaid.
Love that combination of photo and poetry. Very touching and yet humorous.
ReplyDeleteRed is such a hard color to match
ReplyDeleteIt always seems to clash
With all other elements
In the room.
Hehehe!So you chose a red blog scheme? LOL ♥
lol, yes, Jinksy, I did choose a red blog scheme. But it goes with the red I use in my paintings.
ReplyDelete.. aren't we lucky red comes in so many accommodating shades? Nice Mag.
ReplyDeletei like the turn in that last stanza...having a friend like that...i can relate there...i would miss her as well...
ReplyDeleteI like the whole poem. Did wonder about the red red red, though.
ReplyDeleteRed with all its hues can be intimidating. Wonder how to make it friendly to all and sundry? Search me!
ReplyDeleteHank
The center of all the attention
ReplyDeleteThat's red for you!
Good poem, Jacqui. Red is hard to ignore!
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