Purple PassionA Poem by Chris Shaw(favourite colour)
Wisteria upon the vine
entwines and droops its purple blooms, while lavender whose perfume thrills both calms and soothes those minor ills. Yet succulent are grapes that grow full-bodied crushed which turn to wine and Devon violets in the fields will linger, fragrant so divine. The heads of purplish broccoli, plump aubergines are fine to eat and heather, heavy on the moors will give those tired eyes a treat. Tall craggy slopes with purplish hues cast shadows at the end of day and purple ribbons flying free remind me of a child at play. There is a richness I admire this colour sets my heart on fire.
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11 Reviews Added on July 7, 2018 Last Updated on July 7, 2018 AuthorChris ShawBerkshire, United KingdomAboutAlbert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..Writing
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