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Purple Prose Poems

These Purple Prose poems are examples of Prose poems about Purple. These are the best examples of Prose Purple poems written by international poets.


Premium Member PEEK INTO NEW YEAR’S EVE 2199

For dinner we are going to the popular ‘Stars’
Restaurant, we have booked some years ago,
We also booked to see the famous show,
We don’t know if...

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Categories: grandmother,



Please Parse The Metaphor
Do you have a poetic licence
to park your pitiful purple prose
(alliteratively he wrote)
it even puts my poor feet to sleep
and gives me painful coma toes
(literally...

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Categories: prose, animal, fun, humorous, poetry,

Premium Member A Mystery of Love
A Mystery of Love

Who can understand. Why would a person
sacrifice himself in such a way. Spat on,
slapped, falsely accused, deprived of sleep,
given no food, unquenched...

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Categories: prose, jesus,

Premium Member A MEMO TO SPRING HARVESTING OF HUED GRAPS OF WRATH
The winter of our discontent is over,
the Merciful God of the oppressed
has seen to the de-icing of our hued souls;
and the blossoming essence of our...

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Categories: prose, allegory, black african american,

Skating Upon Saturn's Rings
We skate by each other. I look at my brother, who is lost in the excitement; he has always been an adventurous soul.

My brother moves...

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Categories: prose, mystery,



PRN
On this day in ‘58
the passenger door opened 
on a little red corvette 
as doves flew overhead
His Majesty stepped out
in platform heels, and booty-
less pants,...

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Categories: anniversary, birth, birthday,

War on Thistle
A yellow notice on the gate with bold letterhead states
Noxious Weed Commission and then, in smaller red print, declares: 
Demand Notice to Remove Thistle.

This notice is a sudden smack behind the noggin. 
Bringing attention to a purple, spiky blossom 
on top of an orb wound tightly around a ball of seeds, 
swaying in the breeze and heeding this question:
What did you do?

To make the County use its bureaucratic might 
and declare thistle plants a blight, a public nuisance 
worthy of persecution.  And any resistance will cause 
an appearance before a judge who'll levy 
fines and imprisonment.
What did you do?

Shock begins to wane and reason filters into the brain;
this thistle, that goats devour like its a treat,
it explodes into a cotton suite that birds 
use...

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Categories: prose, farm,

Premium Member Somewhere On Foot Part One
I peered deeply into a water trickling  dyke clustered by pale blue and green peebles.
“Oh dear I sometimes dig too deep or maybe not...

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Categories: beautiful, character, city, deep,

Premium Member was she my aunt ann reincarnated
she was purple and black with silver streaks of anger
we saw her rising above the crowd and felt her wrath
a cantankerous balloon, she is, she...

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Categories: prose, feelings,

Premium Member Fireflies
Once upon a time, a possi or sparkle of beetles lived in an abandoned tract.  The group was cloistered for being so uncooperative with...

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Categories: creation, insect, light,

Premium Member Glory was the Winner
When consulted, the mailman said,
"Sure, put a little daisy on the mailbox if you want."
So we all put on daisies.
Martha put one daisy.
I put up...

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Categories: prose, flower,

Premium Member This is Raccoon Santa
I thought Santa wore red, the crow said to the owl.
Regular Santa, but this is raccoon Santa, the owl hooted.
What does that mean?
Watch and learn.

In...

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Categories: prose, animal, christmas,

Premium Member Dark Choice
Last night, Dark Choice came to Samuel in a dream. Others have described Dark Choice as the Devil elegantly clothed. He is both mysterious and...

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Categories: angst, character, conflict, courage,

Premium Member Aurora All Around
As I sit here on this cold winter night, there is dark and slience all around, snow and ice are all I see. With my...

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© Amya Ranck  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: mountains, nature, winter,

Aunt Rose
Politely stood 
with feet together 
and socks not up
resigned and ready 
the boy awaits 
as towards him sails
coos and quivers
powered cheeks
and bright red lips
gently lifted...

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Categories: prose, family,


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