Languid purple seeps like a skylords' tears
Dripping slowly downwards as spirits cry
Gasps the color lavender when the light clears
Serrated plums cut through while bruised blood runs dry
Derisive laughter scatters in a haze of fears
Eventide lazily clad in a smooth amethyst sky
East the bruised and battered sun arose
Timely misfortune at the hands of the moon
Yesterdays' flow of air comes to a forseen close
Sin tosses and turns, knowing it must rise soon
Nestled in dark corners, tempted only by sweet prose
Dappled mauve wings alight shrill voices that croon
Destitute and violent, the violet winds whip soundly
Elegant the scars and ecchymosis that adorn coldly
Tight is held the fragments of faded foxglove
The blood-soaked violets not graced by shards of love
Ending never the struggle to contain a darkened heart
Grooves purpled and hurting, nothing left to vindicate
Stretch from light above, before all is blown apart
Hunger ravages so no orchid mists can placate
Repertoire of vile discomfort to be each impart
Evil soliloquies rain on a sky contused they lacerate
Limp are the periwinkle brows of the abused
Palatial skies overcast with purple-y scorn
Lasting golden rays in which each chemical suffused
Grand and grotesque, faces mottled from mourn
Deck halfway strewn with wounds hate contused
Keening silently on a dying lilacs' path well-worn.
Dripping slowly downwards as spirits cry
Gasps the color lavender when the light clears
Serrated plums cut through while bruised blood runs dry
Derisive laughter scatters in a haze of fears
Eventide lazily clad in a smooth amethyst sky
East the bruised and battered sun arose
Timely misfortune at the hands of the moon
Yesterdays' flow of air comes to a forseen close
Sin tosses and turns, knowing it must rise soon
Nestled in dark corners, tempted only by sweet prose
Dappled mauve wings alight shrill voices that croon
Destitute and violent, the violet winds whip soundly
Elegant the scars and ecchymosis that adorn coldly
Tight is held the fragments of faded foxglove
The blood-soaked violets not graced by shards of love
Ending never the struggle to contain a darkened heart
Grooves purpled and hurting, nothing left to vindicate
Stretch from light above, before all is blown apart
Hunger ravages so no orchid mists can placate
Repertoire of vile discomfort to be each impart
Evil soliloquies rain on a sky contused they lacerate
Limp are the periwinkle brows of the abused
Palatial skies overcast with purple-y scorn
Lasting golden rays in which each chemical suffused
Grand and grotesque, faces mottled from mourn
Deck halfway strewn with wounds hate contused
Keening silently on a dying lilacs' path well-worn.
Author notes
Harrisham Minhas Sonnet, then mirrored.
Btw, I did choose ONE color, but used a bunch of different shades.
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A contest entry
- Colours by Mari Goes.
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Comments
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great write! hell i dunno how you wrote so intensely and with such complexity but still so beautifully worded.
nicely done


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The complexity of this poem seems almost never ending.Each time I read it I get something else about it that I didn't think of before.Great job glad to see you were an honrable winner.

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A vivid piece, beautifully crafted!


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A beautiful sonnet. Lovely imagery. Dreams do come in many colors and shades. Many readers will relate to the ones in your lovely poem. Thank you for entering this lovely poem and best of luck in the contest. Sandy


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I do love the colour purple myself, for it's such an expressive colour in my eyes. From the rich royal purple signifiying elegance all the way to the lightest lilac, signifying calmness and serenity.
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a little above me
im only 16 so the poem was a bit above me but i could tell the emotion and time put into this great job -
This had some amazing imagery in it, and flowed nicely. Best of luck in the competition :-)

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HEY BEWARE OF THE UNQUE!
NOT "A SKY-LORDS'": NONSENSE! NONSENSE IN DOUBLE OBJECTION. GRAMATICALLY AND FROM THE POINT OF COMMON MONOTEIST RELIGION. YOU'LL SAY: THE LORD-ONE AND ONLY!
BLESS,
PROF. MES

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I enjoyed reading this. Your use of violet to portray violent is smoothly carried out. Your metaphors we good as well. Pen on...

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An intensely violet experience conjured here,
with references to the varied forms of bruising
brought to mind by the myriad hues of purple.
Nature and emotion in battling mauve,
strong image upon strong image to infuse the mind.
Aesthete

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You portray stark images, "bruised and battered sun," "grooves purpled and hurting" are two examples where you want the reader to feel the color, the shades not of purple but of the connotations they deliver.
The contrasts: the use of nature on a violent, violet background is intriguing, with it's vivid imagery, its flowers of human experience, its hurt of mankind, feelings blotted by the extremes.
One suggestion: The font blends into the background, which is hard to read...a darker purple background would not only make it easier to read but still fit your theme and also be an effective companion for that stark contrasting that I mentioned above.
Thanks for entering the contest, I enjoyed reading your poem.

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