Beauty Purple Poems

Through dreams in purple and infinity, where ceaseless yearning throbs,
A voracious dance of constellations, through my veins relentlessly flows,
It's an ode of bodies, igniting with...

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Purple,
a captivating
   secondary
 hue
  conjured
 blending red
with
blue


 regal
   vibrant
 simple
 beauty
   fascinating
to
  cool
 inspiration...

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O Mardi Gras, how I long for thee
The carnival season of music and glee
The colorful floats, the beads, and the masks
The joyful crowds, the drinks,...

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Roses are red, or purple, or pink
an artistic palette in colors that link.
Petals unfurl in radiant hues
a vibrant symphony—amor’s untamed muse.

Red blossoms, a fiery embrace
passion...

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She has caressed the grace of twilight,
beauty, in the fine fibers of a purple dress,

And I have felt in a gaze,
Its gregarious sanctities,
A rose moon...

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There Beyond The Purple Veil, I Hear Her Calling

As sorrowing winds blow, darkness begins falling
There beyond the purple veil, I hear her calling
For the smell...

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A grain of sun at sunset,
and a drop of rain met~
without having any eyes,
they exchanged glances
with their hearts
as well as having no lips,
they swapped kisses
with...

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Driving down the distant highways
How can I survive 
Just me and my Cadillac sailing free and far
Gravity is pulling all my thoughts towards you
My comfort...

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Dewy dark beauty
living for orange dawn sun
and pink butterflies
In the hour of gold sunrise
she rises from sleeping bed...

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Orange, blue, purple hue
There is nothing more beautiful than you 

The more I look at you
Your beauty grew

You go down and down
Making every minute count...

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The beauty of the fields,
Purple flowers,
They radiate in the sunshine,
They glow in the moonlight,
Their fragrance permeates the space,
Their intricate beauty is captivating,
Their loveliness is inspiring,
These...

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Wild animals, also horses that roam,
running wild and accepting freedom's cost.
I've always wanted to give them a home--
to pen them would mean primal essence lost.

Born...

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What we would give to hear the sound
of rain on the roof or window pane.
to a desert-dweller, magic found
even in thunder's narcissistic vein.

Look! A cloud...

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Purple mists
and dawn wake up call,
red rooster.
Keen bluebirds
whistle and call for gold sun-
songs of the thrill days.

Fading dreams
waft in fading mist
so lovely.
Scents adrift
along green sidewalks...

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I dreamed of purple
all through last night's sable hours
in a sunset world

lilacs danced the dusk
underneath plum colored skies
in the sun's shadow

purple martin songs
from beauty birds...

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