A Day in a Purple World

A lavender skyline bathed the waking town. The day opened like a peach rose in the sky.
Violet clouds crept into noon from the north, chasing the tangerine trails.
Late afternoon wore a pink cashmere cast, as an indigo storm was impending.
A Prince was sleeping on a purple dream, as periwinkle tears went down the stream.
It was only a day in a purple world. Twilight sang with the raspberry rain.
T
November 9th 2007

That's beautiful. Thank you.