APRIL LOVE: QUIET POETRY
prince's eve
made
of
a purple sky saw
arms
waved opened wide
a dove cried
no more
to a purple rain.
quiet played
sounds that changed rains to red.
--MIISRAEL
made
of
a purple sky saw
arms
waved opened wide
a dove cried
no more
to a purple rain.
quiet played
sounds that changed rains to red.
--MIISRAEL
I surely feel as the sky turned crimson yesterday ... as my heart felt the pain of the purple-one's passing...