She is lilac
soaking in it for hours
then throwing herself at my bed.
Listening for the purple,
a reverberation just above a dog whistle
tells me
the satin has settled
like creme into HoHos.
I ask her if I'm
her red and blue.
If somehow
in my taming
of a goddess
I've conquered
the color scheme.
Her violet words
fall over me
like the hem of night
cloaking the sun,
I discover
I am her orange,
contrasting her
just enough to make
her stay.
A contest entry
- speaks in purple by Cat.
700 points, ended November 14, 2007, 19 entries
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such a lovely write and entry here in the contest, thank you...
al -
warm purple luxury, fragrance of lilac intoxicates, very nice reading this one, and i like the orange contrast ending very much.
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very, very nice- definitely my favorite by you- so glad to find this here
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good use of color
I like how you used color as metaphors for feelings. I think you met the theme of "feel the color" well. -
Ah. Cool. I too used the red/blue thing in my pome for this contest. You threw in orange. Like it.
Good luck in the contest.
Lisa -
Obviously she did not tell you what happened next??? I happened by and lifted the hem of her chambray skirt just a tad and she cursed me purple! I took her to Indigos Joes for a purple kalua but she got all depressed on the stool and went blue on me. I sat there and ate all her Saffron hohos and just stared at her. She finally threw a corona bottle and hit me square in the right eye, and then tried to shove a pencil into my left eye but missed and hit the bridge of my nose. So, here I am sitting there with blood from my nose puncture and my eye swelling faster than a Nascar hooker can get it on. and who wanders by outside the window but her ex??? and no, he doesn't buy the; "I just adopted her" excuse. so he tries to sucker punch me on the stool but I swung sideways a bit on the stool, he missed, i trapped his hand under the table and slammed his head onto the edge of it. Made a most cool sound, didn't knock him out, surprisingly, but he was stunned enough she took the remaining half of the pencil and stabbed him in the groin, which elicited some sighs of pain from a man I have never heard before. Actually made me cringe in pain myself. this gal can be one bad bitch when pissed.
before the cops got there she had her blouse buttons popped off and her zipper on her shorts jacked off to the side. He's got a hearing Friday of next week for sexual assault and I've got an appointment to get my damn nose patched. Witnesses you ask? hey, at Joe's no one sees nutin, nutin at all.
gander
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love it! love it!
quite the color scheme!
not sure what color I am, so not sure what color I would seek for contrast or compliment!
fascinating!
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... so effectively colorful!
"I ask her if I'm
her red and blue"
loved that. You know, you could almost lose, S6 and S7, and this would still be vividly captivating. Just a thought.
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Thank you I'll think about it but I really like S7.
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absolutely beautiful.
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you got me at hohos. Yummy.
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