Archive for March, 2012

Purple

Posted: March 17, 2012 in pieces

Your colour is Purple
Not simpering, grandmotherly Lavender
Or bold, outrageous Magenta
You cannot be found
circling any Mulberry bush
that I’ve ever seen
Where did you come from?

I trace your history back
Through the haze of my youth
My enquiring fingers speckled
with eggplant, violet, indigo and plum
As I discovered that wax
was not good to eat

I look for you in my garden
In the heady scent of iris and orchid
Through wild heather-strewn heath
and multi- hued hedgerows
until my head swam from the digitalis
and I collapsed into the thistles
Brought back to my senses

I’ll show you daybreak in Nanjing
If you’ll dance with me in the rain
Let me treat you like the queen you are
until the shinigami finally claim me
I’ll share my days with you
delicately shaded with purple

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