Haiku & Other Poetry, tutto e niente

red is the color of love

Tina Stewart Brakebill

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freedom’s path just out of reach

heart bruised and bloodied

crushed by it’s heavy burden

red is the color of love

Image Credit; Kingsley Mkpandiok @ Unsplash

Today’s inspiration for this dark take on love comes from the Poe class I am currently taking, as well as the following two challenges. Visit their sites for some great writing.

What do you see # 366- 9 November, 2026
RDP Monday: BURDEN
Haiku & Other Poetry, Random Rants, tutto e niente

The (Crushed) Orange

Tina Stewart Brakebill

At lunchtime I bought a huge orange—

By dinner it had begun to stink

Rotting from the inside out–

I tossed it in the kitchen sink 

 

Out of sight out of mind

I went to bed, perchance to dream

But nightmares rose from noxious fumes

And woke me with a desperate scream 

 

Now I know to clear the stink

and find the joy in simple things

The orange must be crushed 

By the constant wave of beating azure wings 

Photo by maycon rodrigues on Pexels.com

Thanks to the W3 challenge for the chance to share.

https://skepticskaddish.com/2026/11/04/w3-prompt-236-weave-written-weekly/

This not so subtle verse was inspired by the opening line of Wendy Cope’s The Orange. I tried to keep the same sense of style / whimsy  / gratitude while also flipping it a bit.

The Orange