Poems About: PURPLE

Her body is not so white as
anemone petals nor so smooth--nor
so remote a thing. It is a field
of the wild carrot taking read more »

Where the slow river
meets the tide,
a red swan lifts red wings
and darker beak, read more »

See, Mignonne, hath not the Rose,
That this morning did unclose
Her purple mantle to the light,
Lost, before the day be dead, read more »

BY broad Potomac's shore--again, old tongue!
(Still uttering--still ejaculating--canst never cease this babble?)
Again, old heart so gay--again to you, your sense, the full flush read more »

When daffodils danced in Chuck Hatch, and white clouds
Drew their own shadowy purple across the hills,
Darkening the valley where the small flint church
The Saxon built stood roofless to the sun, read more »

I'm wearing PUR-PLE!
I'm wearing PUR-PLE!
Ha-Ha, Ha-Ha!
I've Kicked over the traces, read more »

NEÆRA crowns me with a purple wreath
That she with her own dainty hands did twine;
Gold-hearted blossoms and blue buds in sheath,
Mingled with veined green leaves of the wild vine. read more »

In the West
A pink sunset behind purple mountains
A blue cross the perfect accent.
Lights dart and dash in the fog. read more »

SLIP the purple falcon
into your own civil war.
BITE that venom before
you start to fight, then read more »

Hey, let’s make a purple slurple.
It’s good, I can show you how.
I won’t spill like when I was little,
I’m six, I can make it now. read more »

A purple whale
Proudly sweeps his tail
Towards Nineveh;
Glassy green read more »

I linger in the doorway
Of alarm clock screaming
Monsters calling my name
Let me stay read more »