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Saturday, May 16, 2009


On Having One Purple Plate

I saw the purple plate on the sales rack and I stopped

Funny, as I have never liked purple as a color

or maybe I did

back in first grade

purple was a color and a flavor

purple was definitely someone to reckon with

back when I was a girl

so I bought this purple plate

$3.99 for a plate

Next morning the bright early sun flowing

irrergardless of whether i was ready for it or not

I found that I liked my purple plate

It stood out among the other beige plates

it was thicker

and had more personality

my husband would actully skip to the next plate rather than use the purple thick unweildy one

I began to fall from my infatuatuion with beige to a deeper more mature love

with purple

This plate became my hallmark, my insignia, my banner

I greeted the morning with joy and gratitude over this simple purple plate

I rejoice unseemingly when no one wants to use it but me.

Purple, is the color of royalty

a symbol of value

originality

distinct and different

all good thoughts to hold bound up in one

purple plate

3 comments:

  1. I love this poem and it made me think of another fun poem about this fine hue - "When I Am An Old Woman, I Shall Wear Purple"

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  2. Thanks for stopping by and commenting Jas and Janice!

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