There’s a place

There’s a place
where lost flowers grow,
in spite of no care.

An old dilapidated house
is half torn down
and litter lies everywhere,
like on an old rubbish dump.

Purple irises and blue-violet lilies
burst through the weeds
and I wonder what tale,
the old house could tell.

poem by Gert Strydom
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A Rainbow

She's not the end of my rainbow
she's its beginning-
I am blinded by her colors-

her red, crimson, blood-red lips
which promise fire and burn
into me with the furious fury of red river flows
she gives in her passion eddies.

Her cheeks glow with that same tint
and floating high her aureola gleams
above violet eyes which stream
out and into deep my soul-
where our Rainbow Yellow lives.

Joy is surely the color yellow;
we are joined-participled,
framed by her tresses of similar hue.

Her orange is mellow light

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poem by Lonnie Hicks
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The Isle

There was a little lawny islet
By anemone and violet,
Like mosaic, paven:
And its roof was flowers and leaves
Which the summer’s breath enweaves,
Where nor sun nor showers nor breeze
Pierce the pines and tallest trees,
Each a gem engraven;--
Girt by many an azure wave
With which the clouds and mountains pave
A lake's blue chasm.

poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley
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Heart Shaped Bruise (feat. Emmylou Harris)

Tell me now
Or are you only teasing?
I felt the cold hard facts of life
Five degrees from freezing
Does it amuse you to always hurt me so?
I try my best it's not enough
Should I give up and let you?
What more is there to take from me?
There's nothing else to give you, dear
There's nothing more that I can lose
Except this Heart Shaped Bruise
It will fade
From purple to violet
It will fade
Just as the day dissolves into twilight
Tell me now
Or am I only dreaming?
You said that you'd be mine for life
And now you say you're leaving
If I could hold you once more before you go

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Love Comes Heating

I'm in a space shooter

speeding up,
I'm sticking to the seat

my soul is coming off of my body,

Bahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.. ..n
burning up redly to ash

stunningly short
what I am is spread into petals in Ultra-Violet,

quietly,

falling/rounding/blown away

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poem by Wabi Sabi
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A Flower To Auroville Mother-69

Petunia(Petunia hybrida)
Violet-flowered petunia(Wild Petunia,
Petunia violacea)

Single and double and native
Colours varied and hybridized
Trumpet and petals outward
Summer-blooms potted, bordered
Scented Violacea hard and wild
Sticky stems and leaves odored
Petunias pretty and cohesive

poem by Indira Renganathan
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Dvd

Diving tino your love with the violet light that muses!
Veronica my love;
But, try to download the sweet muse of my love to enhance your status.

On the riverside,
Along with the muse of the land of your joy! !
But, try to take along your DVD;
For, this muse of love is all that you need.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Valentine's Day

Roses are red
Violet are blue
I love you with all my heart
You are the only one for me
Happy Valentine's Day
Ryan

Every time I see you
You make me glow
I can't live without you because
I see two worlds come together
All our hopes and dreams will finally came true
Happy Valentine's Day
Ryan

You have a cute smile
You're missing piecing of my heart
There is something about you and just way you are
I can't help it to fall in love with you each and every day
I know you will want me to be in your arms forever

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poem by Christina Phan
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Heavens torment

O” Morn can open a Violet
Like a book of hearts
Chapters ultraviolet
Coarse and converse
In tales of beaux arts
O” sees my lady immerse
Her delicate soul thereof
In a woodland flower bent
Over her dust jackets of love
O” sees the stars disperse
Their dewy cobwebbed scent
O” sees her as my curse
Heavens torment.

poem by Mark Heathcote
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Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor, in memoriam

Bigger than life, so beautiful and violet-eyed,
For being the movie’s most legendary star,
Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor was really portrayed,
With her dramatic spark, as an actress so far.

She knew from her mother that this art is awesome,
In aeternum keeping her shining star so tight,
Wanting to be all or nothing and to become
Bigger than life, so beautiful and violet-eyed.

During filming National Velvet, she was hurt,
But her heart vibrated like a string of guitar.
Instead of leaving, she tried her role to exert
For being the movie’s most legendary star.

She was a ray of incircumscriptableness,
An immaculate, unique talent she remained.
As being thawed by her genial consciousness,
Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor was really portrayed.

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poem by Marieta Maglas
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Astonishing And Astounding

My aura is violet tapering off into a soft,
rosy pink - the best explanation for what
is happening, I think; without planning I
browsed and found paper lined in violet,
pink, purple and green

And purple things: a mousepad, glitzy tiles,
a fairy dress - also discovered the softest
pink fleece - the same shade as the rose-
coloured satin throw I had bought for my
mother's bed

Also dug out my purple bag with pink diary
and my pink paper roses - yes, this must
be the colours of my aura, how else explain
everything perfectly fitting together with-
out my planning anything?

Borrowed 7 books from the library, Reader's
Digest ‘Did you Know? - New Insights Into a

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poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Would you like summer? Taste of ours

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Would you like summer? Taste of ours.
Spices? Buy here!
Ill! We have berries, for the parching!
Weary! Furloughs of down!
Perplexed! Estates of violet trouble ne'er looked on!
Captive! We bring reprieve of roses!
Fainting! Flasks of air!
Even for Death, a fairy medicine.
But, which is it, sir?

poem by Emily Dickinson
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Mc'Clusky's Nell

In Mike Maloney's Nugget bar the hooch was flowin' free,
An' One-eyed Mike was shakin' dice wi' Montreal Maree,
An roarin' rageful warning when the boys got overwild,
When peekin' through the double door he spied a tiny child.
Then Mike Maloney muttered: "Hell! Now ain't that jest too bad;
It's Dud McClusky's orphen Nell a-lookin' for her dad.
An' him in back, a-lushin' wine wi' Violet de Vere-
Three times I've told the lousy swine to keep away from here."
"Pore leetle sing! He leaves her lone, so he go on ze spree:
I feex her yet, zat Violet," said Montreal Maree.
Now I'm accommodatin' when it comes to scented sin
But when I saw that innocent step in our drunken din,
I felt that I would like to crawl an' hide my head in shame.
An' judgin' by their features all them sourdoughs felt the same.
For there they stood like chunks o' wood, forgettin' how to swear,
An' every glass o' likker was suspended in the air.
For with her hair of sunny silk, and big, blue pansy eyes
She looked jest like an angel child stepped outa paradise.
So then Big Mike, paternal like, took her upon his knee.
"Ze pauv' petite! She ees so sweet," said Montreal Maree.

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poem by Robert William Service
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Mark Your Calendar

Surrender to the waves
Golden waves from violet hills
Neurotransmitters like vials of life
Make a shrine
Capture a shimmering moment
Validate
Oasis
Take that bike trip
Go sit by a mystic sea
Make love until your strength is gone
Don’t you deserve some magic?

Mark your calendar with some great days

poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Changing Time

THE cloud looked in at the window,
And said to the day, 'Be dark!'
And the roguish rain tapped hard on the pane,
To stifle the song of the lark.
The wind sprang up in the tree tops
And shrieked with a voice of death,
But the rough-voiced breeze, that shook the trees,
Was touched with a violet's breath.

poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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Violet Light

God bless the millions of deer
being murdered during hunting
season.... the billions of pigs
being assassinated for the
appetities of humans,
the billions of cows
being killed and all beings
who die by the violence of others.

Victims of violence sometimes
leave their bodies surrounded
by violet light.

poem by O. Anna Niemus
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Waywise

THE darkest wood that the north-wind stings
Hath its balsamum and its silverlings,
Its violet interspace.
The bitterest sea that the wan moon knows
Hath its hushful archipelagoes,
Its coral populace.
And the wearlweariestest burden mortal bears
Hath, woven in with its somber cares,
Some broidery of grace.

poem by Katharine Lee Bates
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Everlasting

A name breaks on the tip
of a pen.
Like a wildflower after a
violet end.

The yellow stripes will
enter the past,
retracing the path
of failures.

I pick up a broken thread
to weave a shade of blue flag
to open under the weight
of a guilt.

A cluster of doorknobs.
I retrieve my future
to lock the death
in erotica.

poem by Satish Verma
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Spring

Wake up again, sad heart, wake up again !
(I heard the birds this morning singing sweet.)
Wake up again ! The sky was crystal clear,
And washed quite clean with rain ;
And tar below my heart stirred with the year,
Stirred with the year and sighed. O pallid feet
Move now at last, O heart that sleeps with pain
Rise up and hear
The voices in the valleys, run to meet
The songs and shadows. O wake up again !

Put out green leaves, dead tree, put out green leaves t
(Last night the moon was soft and kissed the air.)
Put out green leaves ! The moon was in the skies,
All night she wakes and weaves.
The dew was on the grass like fairies' eyes,
Like fairies' eyes. O trees so black and bare,
Remember all the fruits, the full gold sheaves;
For nothing dies,
The songs that are, are silences that were,

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poem by Lord Alfred Douglas
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November Sunset

About five o clock,
the warm November day
just stops.

Bright afternoon
slams into evening
not even pausing
for twilight.

Blue sky
dims quickly
to violet,

but over ragged black canyons
the orange sun
lingers

and suddenly bursts
into astonishing gold.

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poem by Steven Federle
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