Posted in Haiku
“I see red, always red” Gun Roswell
RedÂ
Red is the colour of
The sky when the sun is still
High when it starts to
Set, painting all the clouds
In it’s wake, knowing full well what
Is at stake, fighting its
Way, to stay, when its
Not supposed to remain but give room
To the moon to watch
Over the night skies, until
The time of the darkness is over
And the stars switch positions
Once again, letting the sun
Rule the daily light skies, till such
Time it needs to go
Again