Great write Dagmar! I agree, red can mean strength, determination as well as passion, desire, and love. Not necessarily anger...you mixed this color well with your thoughts.

The first two lines instantly had me hooked, and I love intros with that kind of power. Note that in the final stanza there is a typo in the word strength (from getting your ideas out so quickly I'm sure). And something about the last stanza does not quite make sense, I had to read it by itself before I could figure out where you were going. "Red is the color where my life begins" - incredible!

I think there are a few poets here who will find many neat ideas in this piece, especially haireth because of his painting images that so often appear.

I love this Dagmar. It's so true that sometimes you have to get all the way down to rock bottom before you realise that you are stronger than you thought! The last line is perfect for this poem :-) x
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Loved this. "When using red on my canvas. Why would you assume I'm angry?" Strong opening lines. I always connect red with being a happy colour like a cheerful red flame or Santa Claus. For me too it signifies a bright future.
I agree that sometimes you just have to touch rock bottom to rise back up again and loved the notion of red being the colour of the beginning of your life because actually when we are born we are covered in red and so it makes absolute sense that when we are reborn that red be the significant colour.
Milly x

Miss Dagamr

A colourful piece from you exploring what red mean to you, and bringing it back to where it begins with red. Interesting poem to read and a nice flow
Much love
Michael x

Thank you all so kindly for your lovely comments.