Frolicking In Purple Poem by Ryan John Payne

Frolicking In Purple



If purple were nature's choicest hue, instead of blue or green-
If valleys flowed with lilac plants, in lieu of its verdant sheen-
If skies and clouds and leaves of trees were violet in repose-
The world would be a purpled place, with everything that grows.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Purple has always been my favorite color. I decided to write a poem about it.
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Ryan John Payne

Ryan John Payne

New Mexico, United States
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