The violet hue of purple dreams
in a tiny wedding bouquet is
held against an equally tiny waist
with a promise.
And later, violets given for anniversaries
remind them of the breath held,
Later still Parma violet sweets
in paper bags from the corner shop
make a different gift.
Found in pockets and bedside tables –
a smiling sorry to comfort and soothe
the path taken together.
About the Author
Helen Openshaw is a Drama and English teacher from Cumbria. She enjoys writing poetry and plays, and inspiring her students to write. Helen has had a short monologue commissioned by Knock and Nash productions. Recently published poetry work has appeared in Secret Chords by Folklore publishing and Green Ink Poetry magazine.