Red, a poem written by Jay Mora-Shihadeh at Spillwords.com
Etienne Girardet

Red

Red

written by: Jay Mora-Shihadeh

@painterspalate

 

In full appreciation of red
I fire the breath that burns
the heat of love
I rest the hand that caresses
the wealth of harmony
to pools of longing
that run deep
along wells of lava lust and molten
earth, core fire-lit and vomiting
a penetrating burn
soulless, wandering
up on the crevasse of your cruel
lips and battled fists
red scratched and clawing
red that appreciated up on
each blown kiss and wished upon
star-lit dreams, forever missed.

Jay Mora-Shihadeh

Jay Mora-Shihadeh

Jay Mora-Shihadeh was born in the greater metropolitan area of Philadelphia, Pa. He attended The University of the Arts, in Philadelphia, Pa. receiving a B.F.A. in painting and drawing. My background is primarily Fine Arts, with a concentration in Painting and Drawing, and for what’s it’s worth, obtained a certificate in Art Therapy. Late in life I began to write poetry. I experienced a unique feeling that some entity took over my body and mind, and words (verse) kept hounding me. I had this same phenomena occur as a young child. At the time, I didn’t pay much attention to what was happening in my thoughts. Words didn’t come easy to me. I related to, and considered myself a visual person, it was my comfort zone. I had journaled for many years prior and through this process, it evolved into writing poetry. One day I decided to obey the internal prompts I was getting and let it flow. What did I have to lose anyhow? It felt right. It felt natural.
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