"Purple Passion Midnight Dream"
Purple Passion Midnight Dream,
A new delicious flavor of ice cream.
A little more from life, I ate,
Iíve come to like it a lot, of late.
At midnight, craving in my sleep,
I dream of passion, colored purple deep,
And in the morning, its remnant taste, still alluring,
I awake, to make limericks gleam
Of my Purple Passion Midnight Dream.
Note: Can you tell--this isn't about ice cream?
I want to thank everyone in the Passionate Forums. I only started writing poetry five days ago, so Iím still a little apprehensive about creating new work. I hope you find my poems worthy of these forums. If you do, itís because I have all of you to thank for being my source of inspiration. I find the poetry here, absolutely amazing. Iím glad I found this "Öcircle we all call our family of friends!"
Iíve been spending most of my time in The Corner Pub. I hope youíll drop by. Iíll stop back here whenever I can.
Again, thank you all so much,
†"It often comes to me at night
When lights are dim
And thoughts are bright.
As I ponder what to write,
Take pen in hand And with it make
My words appear as no mistake.
Guided by a force unknown,
I create a new And wondrous poem." ~Gene~
[This message has been edited by u_gene (edited 01-29-2000).]