Gothic Poetry. Purple Hour by Melissa Beasley

Gothic Poetry. Purple Hour by Melissa Beasley

Gothic Poetry. Today, enjoy this enigmatic poem by the author Melissa Fry Beasley: Purple Hour… A purple hour tumbles in the sky…. Read more, Yareah magazine friends.

Gothic Poetry. Purple Hour by Melissa Beasley

Miranda by Meryone

Purple Hour

Billowing clouds

over mountains.

Song echoing

down centuries.

Voice from within

like truth,

deadening roots.

A purple hour

tumbles in the sky

bathing everything

in its blues.

Pale springs of love

turn to dust,

I dip my weary feet

into your wells

that have run dry.

Leaving only the crimson

of malefic intent.

You were walls

of the temple

in a religion

I sought.

But this crumbled

& the wounded

pride of silence,

heard the heart beat louder.

Echoing a chainless pain

whose mind is bound to silence

with hands full of need.

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Melissa Fry Beasley is a Humanistic poet of Cherokee origin, who resides in Oklahoma . Through the written and spoken word, she examines the gap between the ideal and the reality involved in living in the world during this time. Her work is both personal and subjective, yet she does not turn aside from the political and social issues of her environment. She is a woman who seeks to express her individual perspective and needs while accepting the diversity involved in questions of gender, race and culture. Melissa believes that change is necessary and deploys her writing to reflect her personal experience in the wider social and political context. You can find her work in print and online in Indian Country Today Media Network, Native News Today, The Native American Encyclopedia, FirstPeople.Us, Working Effectively With Aboriginal People, Churn Magazine, Big River Poetry Review, Enhance Magazine, A&U Magazine, and many others. She has two chapbooks forthcoming. " When I admire the wonders of a sunset or the beauty of the moon, my soul expands in the worship of the creator." Mahatma Gandhi " They won't break me because the desire for freedom, and the freedom of the people, is in my heart. The day will dawn when all the people of will have the desire for freedom to show. It is then that we will see the rising of the moon." Bobby Sands

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