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A four part ekphrastic poem; inspired by the The Muse clothed in various hues of purple.

Hear Her Calling
the echoing
impression of her
Sage soaked voice
draws me to a glade
under a crystal moon
ensconced
in a claret-drunk sky
every passing moment
spent gazing into
byzantine pools
of cosmic musing
gathering in the folds
of the Book of Life
takes a counting
more precious
than any gilded treasure
any carved Jewel or
intricate trinket
I could possibly
collect or buy
Radiating majesty
at the heart of a
mystical m_________________y
____________o______________e
_____________ u____________l
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_______________ t________a
_________________ a ____v
___________________i n
an ancient wisteria tree
pale lavender to
a deep indigo
carved and warped
the seat of her regency
canopy painted with
silver tips
perfect cascading cones
composed of spiraling
gossamer blossoms
the earthy, floral
scent of purple
mixed with a
gagging bouquet
reminiscent of decay
eldritch glowing beauty
a gift from above
every chaotic freckle
burnish set alexandrite
each enigmatic smile
reflected in crystalline
facets
lilac eyes, sagacious
drenched in the ancient
wine of the mystics
a figment of her fluttering call
inviting me to walk the
magenta mile
rustles through clusters
a reminder of her infinite gaze
One foot set upon
the black-vined
promenade
of
steps
hewn
into
the
earth’s heaving side
allows vibrations
the lightest footfall
delicate flowers to
frighten away
I spent my life in search of
a soul filled with wonder
spurred on by wanderlust
until her call stopped my heart
bound my feet mid-track
drew me into a dreaming
slack
I pledge my path forever
down this infinitely reforming road
nothing before me
no turning back
on a broken bridge
burning as I sprint forward
A swarm of paper butterflies
an amethyst ombre wave
one stray translucent beauty
grazes my moistened temple
and instantly d
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_________________si___n
____________________t
__________________e
______________________g
__________________r____a
______________________t
____________________e
______________________s
A mauve haze on
the sweeping wind
revealing a world in
all its c_____m_____ng glory
________ru_____bli
Microscopic g r a i n s of ash
composing every
static bit of vibrancy
color a mere trick of the light
as soon as
the g u s t of b r e e z y voices
rustles through the
emblematic tree
it instantly turns to dust
under the weight of
heated debate
Take in a choking breath
bursting expectations
banishing past mistakes
with the sucking inhalation
The realization that
every apparently
living color visible is
merely an illusion
about to erupt prompts the
shrill mindless
emission of truth
A wail that disturbs
neigh shatters the world
exposing what corruption
lay unseen
beneath tranquil heliotrope
skies and leaves of
chartreuse green
the journey commences
sliding with the beads on this
kaleidoscope journey

Invading your Dreams
~Heliotrope glowing lips ~ Hovering in a Dimetapp sky ~ Viscous and intense ~ Opening, belching out a cloud ~ A grape gas ~ Lulling the eyes ~ With its indigo hue ~ And chemical sedative daze ~ Revealed as the foggy swirls part ~ Every synthesized detail of existence ~ Recycled and repackaged ~ The miracle called dreams ~ Colors once simply the surface illusion of light ~ Reflecting and bending ~ Gain mass ~ Becoming euphoric textural sensations ~ Cradling me as they slip ~ Each letter from the mouth above ~ Screaming pansy pools ~ Recede as the light flashes in my starry eyes ~ Repeatedly splashing me with viola glare ~ A piercing neon gaze penetrates my functionally transparent eyelids ~ As I tumble ~ Formless ~ Through a semiconscious ~ Darkness ~ As the endless black approaches ~ On a whim and a dare like a beating heart Its pulsating being encroaches ~ As I flee ~ As sudden streaks of hair fine light flashingly touch down ~ Encaging and enrapturing me ~ Sensory seeking ~ Like strands of electricity striking every nerve ~ Finding ecstasy ~ In the energizing pull ~ Of infinity

Follow her path
________difficult at first
____but I heeded the call
__________executed the task
_You, too, can now follow suit
_Meet me where our expressions
______expand building castles in the
_______________________billowing iris sky
__________________________I eagerly watch
___________________your winning ascent
_____________________Listening closely
__________as you build with your pen
_____________can you hear me cheering
____hanging from amethyst moonbeams
______right above your dreaming head?
___________Grab some honeyed words
_______from this grand, majestic pile
____slap them into the heather dust
_________one on top of the other
________________Until they form
_____the shining foundations
____________of the staircase
___that will lift you higher
than the grasping shadows
_______________threatening to
____tear you from your ladder
__________if you slow your pace
_________for even one resting hour
_________________Don’t get distracted
_________________let them drag you into
_________________their stinking Indigo mire.
_______________Keep picking with foresight
_____________________driven inner strength
_________Lift the gently flowing syllables
____________________up over your head.
____________Stack and cement them
into resplendent crystalline shapes
________________A shadow cannot
________________ascend steps of
___________pure light and faith.
Your well-chosen path gradually
_shunted you down towers of time
_______now, you build with blocks of
________________________tanzenite truth,
_____________________spreading mortar
________________________hand-mixed
vulnerability sharing the burden
_________lightening the weight.
_________become an architect.
_____________a builder, designer,
___________________dedicator of all
_________________ornamental objects
_______________________bringing delight.
__________________________How do you know
_________________________when you’ve reached
_____________________________your highest height?
________________________You don’t, that is why
_______________________words recombinate
_________________________on into infinity.
______________Why brand new words
______are being penned every day.
________________To climb higher,
_______to dig ourselves out of
___holes, and build doors to
_unblock the lilac corners
we’ve been written into.
_______________We will meet
____________________together,
______in a syntactical wonder,
____a lyrical achievement of
___________epic proportion
______the world will never
_______see us with their
____dreary raisin feet
constantly occupying
__________judging eyes
________Our city of sentences
_______scripted amongst grape
____________cotton candy clouds.
__________Whether silently read or
_______sung at the top of our lungs,
______________words will set us free to
________roam the sky and fly unstrung
__________from the tethers that bind
_most people’s feet to the ground.

All your Days
As the sun sets
on a life lived and perfected
Lilac moonlight
Drips from silken eyelashes
Fingertips flit through
Indigo tresses
Doused in star shine
heaven Engulfed
Swallowed from the
Inside
A kaleidoscopic
Fractal display
Of sensual abundance
Races my mind
Words form and play
Calling me home to
the Eggplant firmament
Screaming in the hollow
High pitched echoing
Of a younger self
I can’t quite remember hearing
I know
There’s sound somewhere
Hiding in the rafters
Like Orchids dangling
Yards above the ground
Waves bouncing
Reverberating
Never reaching these
Burgundy ears
Freezing in the cold open
Unable to force air
From my lungs
Through paralyzed chords
Silently singing my
mulberry dirge
Eyes drunk with
Dazzling lustre
searching for proof
of my hard work
I slink
Disconcerted
From scene to scene
Melting, tumbling down
The trickling time stream
Like a rabbit down a hole
Icy, cold, and rock beaten
Blurry blobs of me dance before
Amethyst eyes
The goddess of
velvet visions
zealous seizing invitations
Fading, consumed
By the inky gloom
Closing in on the
Edges of my vision
This heavy weakness
A cloying sweetness
Like a glaze
Oozing
A malaise stealing
My light and breath
Frigid waters
Embracing
Enveloping my
Ultra violet essence
Crystalizing
Unto death
K.B. Silver