violet the cries
that exist in the shade
allergic to sun
all my wandering days
violet my soul
that beats out of time
with people and place
that should be called mine
violet the shadows
that cover my heart
bruised by the methods
that tear me apart
violet the moments
i build myself from
blossoms of flora
grown by green thumb
violet the purpose
I find within me
brewed from the pigments
of the elderberry tree
violet's my hair
and violet's my heart
and violet's the color
of the voice in my art
About the Creator
Nene
A Pacific Northwest painter and poet who is allergic to shoes and uses she/her pronouns. Heavy interest in nature, mythos, and what it means to shapeshift.
On Winning and Losing
Recently, the pleasant surprise of placement on the Vocal Bonus Leaderboard sent me down a rabbit hole. Now, rabbit holes are a pretty common place for me to spend time, but I don't always feel the call to write about them. To be honest, the thought of sharing some of them mortifies me.
By Dana Crandell3 days ago in Writers
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