Upon my palette I find one shade,
so deeply rich it’ll never fade,
pure purple, my favourite hue,
that mystical shade where red meets blue,
I take up my brush and begin to paint
bold strokes that show no artistic restraint.
I picture myself a Queen in a Royal gown
a giant Amethyst atop my crown,
I confer protection to all in my sight,
my violet aura shining bright.
At my feet the thistle flowers
a symbol of my nobility and royal prowess.
The colour of energy fuelled by passion
dubbed the “new black”, just ask fashion,
the shade of kings with courtly power
my canvas a wash of Pasque flower
it’s peaceful coolness brings me calm
purple’s my magical healing balm.
Categories:
pasque flower, color, fun,
Form: Rhyme