Autumn Ehrhardt Poet Free verse

Purple Is Not An Eye Color 49

49.
So the purple pen bleeds
Like the yelling drunk
Who has had 4 hours to drink 
next to the pyramids of lemons
In huge margarita glasses

Blind, deaf, dumb
Sit and think on possibilities
Determine the odds, and plane this field
Your own divinity lies in the plasma of your veins
That may speak essentials to stardust and beyond

But back to you my love.
His blue eyes are brighter than daydreams
And I drown.

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Poet Destroyer A January 1, 2013 at 2:09 PM Autumn , making an appearance on the soup today. Only 2 wish you this coming year to be a glorious one in which rewards all your future poetry with success. I love the time I took out of the first day of the year. 1-1-2013* :-) Just to wish you the best of 2013. Take care my dear poet friend. PD

Debbie Guzzi November 24, 2012 at 8:10 AM Either of these stanzas would be a FINE entry for my 5 Line Contest, just make another post with ONLY one of the five line stanza's and enter PLEASE. Light & Love

Chuck Novotny April 22, 2012 at 11:24 PM On first read, I might have said that the three verses didn't completely mesh. It took a second read to more completely absorb these emotional words. Exceptionally telling ending to a moving piece. - Chuck

Elliott Bowe The Drunken Poet April 11, 2012 at 11:56 AM Very moving.Great write.