Poetry
The Purple Life
Depressed but trying

Life has slapped me down; all is blurry Red is my spirit color I’ve fallen in the blue water so deep I can’t get up I need the life red promised me The blue surrounds me makes my skin twitch I can only grab a small piece of red. I’ll make purple for now Purple sheets on my bed, sleeping on the hope for red Purple pillows in every guest bedroom, optimism for my guests A purple throw pillow for my couch picking me up each time I hug it Two purple shirts for my honey — his love-making the purple almost red A purple dress for me, not red yet, but inching in the right direction On my knees now but reaching up for the red light Perhaps a purple life might do for now
Previously published on Vocal https://vocal.media/poets/the-purple-life
