Purple Poems | Examples of Purple Poetry

Once upon a magical evening an enchanted fairy I happened to see dressed in a fantastical dress with two dappled wings of lace, she shone like the midnight sun. I must confess, she looked rather whimsical sitting there by a green wooden door, waiting for your lore! Who am...

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Once upon a magical evening an enchanted fairy I happened to see dressed in a fantastical dress with two dappled wings of lace, she shone like the midnight sun; I must confess, she looked rather whimsical sitting there by a green wooden door, waiting for your lore ! ...

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Written: April 24, 2025, for Contest sponsored by: Mystic Rose Rose ************************** Once upon a magical evening an enchanted fairy I happened to see dressed in a fantastical dress with two dappled wings of lace, she shone like the midnight sun;...

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Once upon a magical evening an enchanted fairy I happened to see  dressed in a fantastical dress with  two dappled wings of lace,      she shone like the midnight sun;  I must confess, she looked rather whimsical   sitting there by a green wooden door, waiting for your lore ! A vibrant purple aura surrounded the magical scene to me it...

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She hummed a tune of moonlit grace, soft as whispers through the trees, each note a thread of ancient tales woven on the breeze. Her eyes held storms and lullabies, stars tangled in her hair, she beckoned me with crooked grin— a dare hung in the air. “Tell me,” she said, “a tale of hearts, of wishes never told, a secret born from silent dreams, or...

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Purple Dreams In Other Realms Once upon a magical evening an enchanted fairy I happened to see dressed in a fantastical dress with two dappled wings of lace, she shone like the midnight sun; I must confess, she looked rather whimsical sitting there by a green wooden door,...

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Once upon a magical evening an enchanted fairy I happened to see dressed in a fantastical dress with two dappled wings of lace, she shone like the midnight sun; I must confess, she looked rather whimsical sitting there by a green wooden door, waiting for your lore ! ...

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salvation army she wore purple because she liked it. hanging stiffly on the store rack, yellow goodwill tag with smudged blue ink, was it a three or five? she argued for three, willing to pay five, she did. her breasts had followed the alphabet from a to b to c to d and settled back on c after some of the air had escaped...

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She looked up as if expecting me, or perhaps just the wind— it was hard to tell. A teacup floated beside her, steam curling into the shape of a sleeping cat. “Stories,” she said, “make the world wobble slightly less. Do you have one with a cloud that forgot how to rain, or a fox who dreams in third person?” I didn’t, but...

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Purple Dreams In Other Realms Once upon a magical evening an enchanted fairy I happened to see dressed in a fantastical dress with two dappled wings of lace, she shone like the midnight sun; I must confess, she looked rather whimsical sitting there by a green wooden door, waiting for your...

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A love that on soft breezes seems to sigh, A quiet tune the twilight shadows hum. Within her gaze, the distant galaxies lie, Where amethystine stardust has become A canvas for the visions she holds dear, Of lands where moonlit blossoms softly gleam, Banishing all earthly doubt and fear, Lost in the fabric of a purple dream. ...

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Once upon a magical evening an enchanted fairy I happened to see dressed in a fantastical dress with two dappled wings of lace, ~Mystic Rose Rose she shone like the midnight sun; I must confess, she looked rather whimsical sitting there by a green wooden door, waiting for your lore !...

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She sat alone, but not quite still, Her eyes caught something far beyond, Like she was waiting for a soul To share the quiet of the dawn. Her wings, though delicate, were tired, As if they’d carried dreams too long. I wondered if she still believed In things that once had felt so strong. She glanced at me with soft surprise, Like she had...

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I get pain in my hands Like my veins want to dance No music no matter I still have them They are purple painful muscle spasms I had to stop playing piano because I lost interest spasms threw me off Got a new thrill volunteering at ASC Spasms I refuse to let you defeat Not sure there’s a cure for it though...

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Once upon a magical evening an enchanted fairy I happened to see dressed in a fantastical dress with two dappled wings of lace, she shone like the midnight sun; I must confess, she looked rather whimsical sitting there by a green wooden door, waiting for your lore!   Would you like to hear more about the fairy girl, whose name was Amethyst? As...

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