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
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What a beautiful poem!
ReplyDeleteI 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"
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by and commenting Jas and Janice!
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