Purple's Platitudes

nothing but words …

afternoon nap

26 May 2015

In innocence, I meant to rest,

but I could not waste this chance,

to listen to your breath, your heart,

and embrace you in this dance.

my forearm rests beneath your breasts,

my fingers softly straying,

my lips graze shoulder, back, and neck,

and murmur as if praying.

our bodies fit, a devilish skit,

so perfectly together,

while holding you, life’s storms seem few,

I can’t imagine better.

I must refrain, despite the pain,

that this nearness to you brings,

such joy is sweet, so full, complete,

my heart must silently sing.

so sleep my lady, gently, deep,

my love enfolds you briefly,

and though you wake so unaware,

these moments never leave me.

26 May, 2015 Posted by | Poetry | | 1 Comment


25 May 2015

my mind

is a point of light

scattered into

a house of mirrors

my heart

a swollen raindrop

bouncing off the surface

before Oneness is achieved

such a feeble descrption

of love.

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Mostly, yes

23 May 2015


Mostly, yes, but maybe too,

with defiant, no, nevers, lurking

in the shadows of

every thought of you.


From where I’ve been,

to where I’ll never be,

mostly yes battles with

when will I ever see?


No resolution, chaos rages on

like a melee inside,

longing extinguished

by dark doubts, and darker pride.


Mostly, yes, but maybe too,

stubborn, contentious, no, nevers,

mind paralyzing heart

with every thought of you.


23 May, 2015 Posted by | Poetry | | 1 Comment


20 March 2015



On Kiawah once,

a turbulent wave

caught me unaware,

tumbling me headlong

below the murky surface.



I panicked,

swallowing salty water,

flailing and kicking


not knowing which way was up.


I still have moments,

nightmarish moments,

when I wonder,

will I drown this time,

or fight to resurface

and breathe.



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06 February 2015


When penetrated,

weathered, warm-hearted whitewash

reveals nothing but a fence


and appearances,

regardless of their purpose,

indeed, are everything.



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04 February 2015


I speak,


from regurgitation,

chewing and swallowing again,

like cows.


And yet,


is an essential part

of getting nourishment from life.

Smart cows.


4 February, 2015 Posted by | Poetry | , | 3 Comments


04 February 2015


My machete’s sharp.

I blazed trails, none existed

through my own jungle.


I jungled into

a deep, dark silence, and yet,

I never got lost.


Some explorers do,

some return changed, richer for

their experience.


Finding your way out

is often the beginning

of exploration.

4 February, 2015 Posted by | Poetry | , | 1 Comment

Ode to a Robin

04 February 2015


Ode to a Robin


An unmistakable song,

shadows seen, prove Winter’s strong,

six more weeks of hope deferred,

red-breasted faith, Spring’s assured.


Remembering how to sing,

join the choir living brings,

Death’s sting, O grave defeated,

joyful news, oft’ repeated.


Spark returns, a simple choice,

resurrect me Robin’s voice,

emerge from this empty tomb,

Life’s my Bride, and I, her Groom.


Three remain, the greatest still,

if lived, would all things fulfill,

I preach what I do not see,

by grace, by faith, I believe.


Like the Robin I will sing,

not of Winter, but of Spring,

of Tomorrow yet to be,

sing my soul, please sing to me.


4 February, 2015 Posted by | Poetry | 3 Comments

Update October 2014

Although I have not written anything since July, I have had one or two people ask me to reopen my blog so they could read and explore what I have written before. So, feel free to read. As always, I hope something I have written speaks to you in some small way, encouraging you, bringing a smile, or simply a nod of resonance. Comments, if any, will be monitored as I am able to do so. Take care.


23 October, 2014 Posted by | Uncategorized | 6 Comments