Particularly Purple

Written for:  Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads – Weekend Mini Challenge  (posted by Kim) – “A Rainbow Of Sonnets”

“This weekend I would like you to write a NEW sonnet based on a colour of your choice. It could be your favourite colour, a colour that has a special meaning, a seasonal colour – it’s up to you. The challenge is to write it in two stanzas: in the first, explore the colour and in the second, express emotion(s) awakened by the colour. It can be a classic sonnet or a modern sonnet.”

Under umbrella of purple shades
are those of lavender, lilac, and grape.
Each hue puts me in mind of sprawl
-ing fields, climbing clusters, and crepe
myrtle bushes on great lawns of green.
Velvet purple robes donned by royalty,
cloaked magicians using tricks unseen,
their assistants appearing with a curtsy.

I bite into a plum and taste its juices
sweet on my tongue on a summer day.
Candles and fields of lavender looses
thoughts of Dad who shared by taste but could not stay.

With joy I recall my boots of lilac suede.
Purple’s pleasures are used  to ink my aubades.

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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18 Responses to Particularly Purple

  1. Jim says:

    Sara, I’m glad you wrote about the lovely plum. They are pretty. All purple and nice. I followed witH taste buds drooling. Nice including the dad in here.


  2. kim881 says:

    As you are purple in Portland I was hoping you’d link up, Sara! I like the way your poem shifts from purple umbrellas to
    -ing fields, climbing clusters, and crepe
    myrtle bushes on great lawns of green’
    an escape from the rain,
    and then to a juicy plum.
    I also have purple boots, but not suede – mine are Doc Martens!


  3. sanaarizvi says:

    I absolutely adore this poem, Sara 💜 Eapecially love the image; “Each hue puts me in mind of sprawling fields, climbing clusters, and crepe myrtle bushes on great lawns of green.” 😊


  4. Helen says:

    Boots of lilac suede jump-started my imagination, now I want a pair! Nicely done ….


  5. Kerry says:

    I adore every line! Such a marvel of poetic purples.


  6. Pat: willow88switches says:

    Purple … hmmm … well, here’s a lovely (LOL) surprise!

    Actually, I like how you’ve explored purple in so many ways, and shared these snippets, these bites and images and walked us right into the second part, where we can stop, and catch our breath – enjoying the plum ripeness of this sonnet, and the moment too. 🙂


  7. Each of these images, so well cast. I like how the poem progresses into personal recollections – the plum, Dad and the lilac boots – each triggering a whole world.


  8. Oh, purple is my favorite color and I love how you’ve written so much joy with it.


  9. Such lucious purple images………wonderful, Sara!


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