Red

• Ethan Hearn, Grade 5
• Poetry
• 2008

Red is the blood from a wound
And salsa dripping from tacos.
Red is motorbikes zooming past
And fire burning everything in sight.
Red makes me feel evil and scheming
And angry with stress.
Red is sweet like candy and chewy like gum.
Red smells like burning flames
And a juicy strawberry.
Red is sour like lemons.
Sometimes red is pictures of hell.
Red is my face when I play football
And Japanese kimonos for outings.