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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required "Ghost Orchid, Violet" plumes of purple blue like a burning bruise, spear through my mind the heart waits for the fall Evermore with open palms it’s bright core forever calls the light is blinding like a Ghost and it holds its fresh petalled orchid stretched out to me, petals opening the folds of a mind’s ever present dream unfolding from a shrouded poem, dark embers brightening, a small story glitters the essence of roasted paper rises clean and sharp it turns each guache passage you can hear the pages flip nonchalantly notes of ink lift the senses like a seductive perfume plurals write their orchid meanings stretched volatile pink yet vulnerable across the page like a revolution violate turning slowly, then, lights dim and flicker with terrible speed plumes of purple blue, notes sing blue purple like a bruise, spearing through my mind piercing the heart that waits for its fall in strange accords with open palms the bright core immersed in its evanescence calls perceived at the shorter end of the visible light spectrum a shade of purple with a blueish hue turns to you, stares you full on the watchers behind their screens sit and squander it all they that think they know it all bathed in virtuous better off than all in the end Love like a ghost orchid calls like light for lost ships from some distant shore violet, it shines, like the heart burning its hot bright flame that dream that calls you further in Candide Diderot. ‘25
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