Purple Paths Poetry

  • She Writes

    She writes to decompress. To sort; Thought, emotion, magic. To grasp at fleeting moments. To capture, The scent of jasmine On the wind, The twinkling of fireflies Over lush fields, The laughter of adult children As they reunite. She writes to remember. To celebrate. To capture Love Where it lives. She writes to become the…

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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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