Purple Paths Poetry

  • COVID 2025

    Mostly, I post poetry,And I supposeThis could be that.But will it be enough?Will it transport you,My dear reader?Will it bring you to this place Of peace? I wish we couldAll take up Residency here.The raw groundThat has been Transformed,Now blooms With colorAnd draws the Soul to rest. We invited Guests to come,In those earlyDays of…

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  • Baptismal Pool

    She switches between the crawl and the backstroke Every other lap. Not a strong swimmer – 60 minute mile There are some days when one needs extra time to remember Their baptismal vows Sixty minutes is perfect. Lake, river, ocean, the pool at the gym; Full body submersion reminds her always that she can begin…

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  • There too was Love

    She stood at mountain peak Wrapped head to toe against Prevailing winds. Ankle deep in azure water He waded the river Soaking sun’s ray. Hiking through the world Unknown to one another The winds whispered. It wasn’t in the wild That they would meet; But where they would learn. The secrets of true love, Exposing…

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  • Murmuration

    Turns itself over. Rolling from the tongue, inviting. A poem set into motion. No explanation. No apparent need. An invitation to join in the dance. Calling all corners, for those who hear and heed. The movement and whispers of the wing on wind. And the promise of unending beauty.

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  • Grandma’s Garden

    Twinkle lights surround Grandma’s garden Where fairies hide under peace poles And Dr. Suess’ Truffula trees grow. Jasmine and orange perfume the air While water flows, pot to pot inviting Birds, bees, butterflies to come; partake. Deep red are the strawberries across from Brilliant white bursting buds while Dark purple sage and lavender stand tall.…

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