Shades of Purple




The doves no longer cry.

Falling silent in their grief.

Indigo clouds fill the sky,

Your royal life was much too  brief.


Sadness shrouds the melodies we hear

Lilac rhythms with sour wine

Honoring your dreams and fears

Shared with us by your brilliant rhymes.


Orchids and violets no longer bloom

Our gardens are now bare

We stare at an amethyst moon

Because, to you , nothing can compare.


Your magical words  will forever live

As we mourn this musical pain

We treasure the poetry you chose to give

And cry in this purple rain.


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