Purple's Platitudes

nothing but words …

Unwritten

29 March 2013

Unwritten

 

I buy blank journals

with soft leather covers, lined,

and hide them away.

Sometimes I do not know why

so much remains unwritten.

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Im clever I guess

29 March 2013

I’m clever I guess

 

I’m clever I guess and nobody knows.

Maybe someday my cleverness will show.

I need to be more obvious, direct,

or just leave hints so others can dissect

what I’ve not always chosen to confess:

I’m clever I guess.

 

I hide things sometimes, although in plain view,

things undiscovered, unless I give clues.

It’s not arrogance, I’ve nothing to prove,

it is just something that I like to do.

But if you really want to be impressed,

I’m clever I guess.

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it’s a good Friday

29 March 2013

it’s a good Friday

 

Have Faith, and believe,

and remember what’s been said,

even when Hope dies.

Your Joy comes in the morning;

Love can be resurrected.

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Afraid

29 March 2013

Afraid

 

you see

I’m not afraid

of my own reflection,

but of what you’ll see when you look

at me.

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Why now

29 March 2013

Why now?

 

Why now?

I asked the flower, blooming

into a beauty I can no longer see

to appreciate …

 

Why now?

I asked the birds, singing

with unbridled joy that I

can no longer hear …

 

Why now?

I wondered, do I recognize

the sweet aromas of life

that perhaps, were always there …

 

Why now?

can I savor the unique

flavors I have always

taken for granted …

 

Why now?

can I feel the textures

of everything I’ve touched,

so many times before …

 

Why now?

I asked my heart, why now?

Why now?

Why now …

 

and each time I asked,

the answer was the same — why not?

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Going out of

29 March 2013

Going out of

 

Inventory

liquidation

sale,

everything

is reduced,

huge discounts,

wall to wall

savings,

everything must go …

 

and whatever is left of me,

is yours …

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One and counting

29 March 2013

One, and counting …

 

She already knows,

I do not need to tell her

she is beautiful.

But, until she believes it

I will find a million ways.

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