Purple's Platitudes

nothing but words …

final exam

23 February 2014

 

 

Urgency,

the pressure of time,

almost up.

So much left

unsaid, pencils down, Pass, Fail –

did I make the grade?

 

I know I’ve

procrastinated,

wasted time,

never thought

I would race against the clock

of my existence.

 

To finish

writing all I wish

I’d written,

seems likely

to earn me an incomplete,

or worse, a failure.

 

Keep writing.

Be creative Now,

not someday!

We don’t know

when circumstances might be

our final exam.

 

 

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just intonation

15 February 2014

 

 

Precisely

tuned intonation

sounds foreign

to our ears,

proving perfection isn’t

what we wish to hear.

 

Well-tempered

is more suitable,

more pleasing.

Too much of

communication sounds like

just intonation.

 

 

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compass

15 February 2014

 

 

Needle spins,

searching for true North

forever.

But knowing

which direction you’re going,

one can still get lost.

 

 

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unravels

09 February 2014

 

 

Some loose threads

can antagonize

‘til we pull.

And then we

get angry at ourselves when

it all unravels.

 

 

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helpless

04 February 2014

 

 

She’s hurting,

but can’t tell me why.

It kills me,

to see her

in such pain,

knowing I cannot help her,

except to hold her.

 

And I cry,

scared of losing her.

It’s too soon.

She’s been there,

through it all,

for the last several years.

In silence, I pray.

 

 

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a little night music

15 August 2013

 

 

a little night music

 

 

after dusk,

evening peepers

and Killdeer

serenade,

a droning

calmness, a persistent cry,

forgotten in sleep.

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for a moment

15 August 2013

for a moment

 

quiet mood

soft instrumentals

lights subdued

honeyed tea

my thoughts dance to the music

forgetting all else.

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four forms one image

23 July 2013

Four forms one image

 

imagine eating

a snow cone with your eyes closed

root beer and cherry

 

 

with eyes closed,

eat

flavored snow cone

 

 

don’t look

just bite, chew, slurp

half root beer, half cherry,

experience, sense this snow cone

fully.

 

 

no peeking,

use other senses,

to enjoy

a snow cone,

taste, texture, smell, and listen

experience it.

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Mother Nature was jk

18 March 2013

Mother Nature was j/k

 

Snow again,

two days before Spring

nasty turn,

how I yearn

for what April showers bring —

Winter’s final end.

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