Purple's Platitudes

nothing but words …

Dear Mr Tennyson

17 August 2011

Dear Mr Tennyson

 

I’ve loved –

from “I do” to

an infatuation,

and everything in between,

and each time I wonder if you were right

because each heartbreak is like Death

and if this is better,

I’d rather just

be lost.

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17 August, 2011 Posted by | Poetry | , | Leave a comment

Hypothesis

25 March 2010

Hypothesis

 

routine,

same old same old,

day after day, no change,

stuck in these habits and patterns,

rote repetition, without any thought.

So, what would happen if I did

one thing differently?

Experiment!

Let’s see.

25 March, 2010 Posted by | Poetry | , | Leave a comment

Monster

13 April 2007

Monster

 

She claims

I’m dangerous,

but she won’t explain why.

She says I’m a stranger to her,

like a Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde,

and she’s afraid of the evil

monster that lurks within,

but both of them

are me.

19 October, 2009 Posted by | Poetry | , | Leave a comment

In love

12 April 2007

In Love

 

In love –

What does that mean?

Is it just history,

a commitment to share our lives?

Eighteen years together for you and I.

But something changed along the way,

one divided in two,

separated,

in love.

19 October, 2009 Posted by | Poetry | , | Leave a comment

I think, therefore …

04 December 2005

I think, therefore …

 

thinking —

analyzing,

constantly processing,

a rushing stream that never slows

within my own mind; within my own heart,

undesired contradictions,

random, illogical,

triggered impulse,

— feeling.

12 October, 2009 Posted by | Poetry | , | Leave a comment

game of life

05 October 2005

game of life

 

joking

poking fun at

coping by disguising

hoping through laughter to forget

groping for something to cover up pain

eloping dreams and fantasies

floating through pretending

promoting lies

moping

12 October, 2009 Posted by | Poetry | , | Leave a comment

Snow falls

12 December 2004

 

snow falls

virgin canvas

a beautiful portrait

painted landscape brushed and transformed

magical wonderland sparkling and true

mystical beauty undisturbed

music often unheard

each flake unique

enjoy

3 October, 2009 Posted by | Poetry | , | Leave a comment