Writing of the #PurpleSerial Series

If you haven't noticed, I love to write. I write silly things, weird things, romantic things, and even quite serious things. But somehow I haven't figured out how to write when I am under pressure. It feels impossible. My goal is to blog meaningful words that might cheer and bless those who read them, yet I keep falling silent from time to time. The woman who can talk 'til everyone else drops loses her words—a supremely oxymoronic situation, to say the least.

However, I have other places wherein I write that provide me with a different sense of my audience. The most conducive venue for opening up for me is Twitter. I feel as if we are in a small room spending friend time together and stories, cherished or irritating or funny memories, start spilling out.

At first, I didn't have a hashtag for these stories of mine, but then I would choose one that made sense or made the content feel funnier. Finally one day, I decided to use the same one each time so I can search it easier, my following can find the stories quickly, and it's just really super awesome. So yeah. That's how #purpleserial serials came about and will continue on.

I love telling stories. Thanks for coming back for more in whichever venue you do.  It fuels my fire to no end.

Video Killed The Purple Lady

I am learning how to create instructional videos in order to enhance my abilities as a future teacher, and I had the opportunity of hunching over my computer whilst fighting back the beasts all day so I could finish this baby up on time. It is not perfect and that fact kills me; however, I believe it is a decent start. I will be proud of the brilliant concept and my work ethic. I have really struggled lately to keep my focus and finish pretty much anything in a timely manner, so I feel somewhat accomplished right now.

I hope you might watch my video, leave some feedback, and if you like it, share it.

playing at a song

let's ad lib ~ love
to the beat of a different ~ song
let me feel ~ your rhythm
only touching on ~ the facts
hard truth ~ past pretense
grasping at your ~ authenticity
jazz ~ improvising ~ connection
musicality ~ beyond ~ description
messages ~ between the notes
slipped between ~ each sheet
our threads ~ intertwined
performing ~ blind
finding ourselves ~ by touch
sight reading you ~ with luck
you get my Braille message
fingers etching meaning ~ on your skin
a blank piece of parchment ~ wishing for a song
our notes ~ blended in delicate harmony
deliciously melting into ~ fantasy

written impromptu on twitter by @th_purpl_lady and @divorcezen

TwitterVerse: Vol. VII

#haiku

your effervescence . eyes scent style touch talk caring . captured in a smile

#micropoetry

The hunted and the hunter/ blinded by the trees/ walking through a swarm of shadows/ with nothing to do but see

Every once in awhile/ I stop to look around/ noticing you're not there/ I don't feel lost but found

You crept inside my dream last night/although you never earned the right/I will let you stay awhile/then cast you in the pile

I fell into a patch of stardust/as I gave you all my trust/We sang a song of moonbeams/ as we painted glitter dreams.

#1line

Your sunshine reached me through the wires and caused a smile. :)

I write words that make no sense unless, of course, you're him.

He wooed me with the words of others. 

#microstory

As I re-enter life/ fresh from of the grips of hell/ bright-eyed and full of wonder/ I whisper, "Where's love? Pray, tell."

Beware the cautionary tale of a lady beset with hair ne'er to see the light of day without a rat's nest at the helm.

#collaborative

by the adoration ~ and devotion ~ of all eternity

#duet

with @divorcezen

dz:  if you can hear me ~ these words are for you
pl:  with his catch-all phrase ~ I was hooked, reeled in
dz:  caught ~ no release
pl:  the happy captive ~ within this net ~ of words
dz:  this bond holds ~ and frees us
pl:  as we dream ~ love ~ write ~ as we wish
dz:  choosing reality ~ into existence
pl:  on purpose

TwitterVerse: Vol VI

photograph by C. N.

#Haiku

astonishing love . emotional heightening . friendship convergence 
no star can compete . your blinding brightness envelops . no sun shines warmer
aimless wandering . knowing I always belonged . open the door wide
in time, love has come . no impossibilities . vision us realized
drowning out his noise . salt-filled tears that do not flow . seizing true freedom

stinging needle pain . chosen too purposefully . desire healing strength 
apricots boiling . hillside blazing blackened smoke . oblivious kids

years gone by alone . yet surrounded by others . grasp my wishful thought #trilogy
lost to time and chance . why had he thought of me now . never forgotten #trilogy
arrested in thought . provoked deepest love once more . paralyzed by hope #trilogy

#Poetry 

A poet's words may sting or heal/ dependent on how the reader feels/ slashing away our shells with zeal

sun's rays never shone / whilst you were gone away / when you came back to me / night turned to day

When I love/ I love completely/ with all that I am/ Prepare yourself to be overwhelmed/ and ready to give/ all that you have 

crazy summer day/ working in the sun/ raspberry harvest/ fragrance of love

Ever expanding is my love's capacity/It is part of unrealized eternity/Reaching toward perfect felicity

As I go throughout my day/thoughts of you draw tears away/giving strength, building faith

my love has never been so sane ~ perfected when we met again

knowing you has been/ a beautiful dream to remember/ lighting my heart on fire/ helping me to feel seen

a poem beats within my heart/ that time cannot undo/ in unspeakable language/ written just for you

 Your greasy drippings are like love ~ something to savor and dream of ~ I will light a candle for you ~ or maybe make a few #OdeToBacon

#SixWords

 undeniably needing your kiss this moment

#MicroStory

I don't think he sees when I am there, maybe he never has. Maybe this love is a one way street, incomplete.

All those many years ago, I fell for you. I realize now I haven't stopped falling even still.

#Collaborative

because you know me ~ the heart of me ~ because you care #micropoetry

only our hearts, heads, and feet/ taking turns in love without missing a beat #micropoetry

lines going everywhere ~ across the page ~ a glance ~ magnetism

of wishes ~ laden with the taste ~ of dreams

if only time should let me see ~ if ever I could join with thee

artistic creativity ~ a mirror ~ that dishevels

at oneness divine ~ written in ev'ry line

unbound dreams for completely contented love #sixwords

TwitterVerse: Vol. V

#Haiku
 
Love's oblivion . engulfs and drowns out all sound . deafening silence
between you and I . lies something overwhelming . legendary kiss
sorrows rain down . drizzle showering downpours . soaking them clear through
writing broken words . pasting them all together . hope you comprehend
night falls upon us . lifting hearts beyond their dreams . until we awake
singly elusive ~ outside of my reach for now ~ Where have you gone, love?
old memories new . complicated wishfulness. heart-wrenching madness
dragon-like feeling ~ fire burning to white hot ~ a personal hell
ever wakeful thoughts ~ blurred beyond recognition ~ relentless battle

climbing playground toys ~ Childhood personified ~ sugar-laced and wired
drifting between lines . uprepared for emotions . caught in purple dreams

#Poetry
 
There is a little something/that no one likes to say/ A part of life now missing/ once thought trivial but no/ the loveliness of kissing

a loving word given in peace/ comforting embraces/ happy smiling faces

dreams written on the page/ only to be burned/ in the sunlight of your day/ lighting the bleakness of what I learned

I sigh as I see you writhe/ grief's grip guides me to your side/ desiring love's fire to be enough/ to get you past her selfish rebuff

wanting, warm embraces/from my future love/may you fill holes never filled/ you are all I think of/waiting, longing/you will be enough

I see you living bravely and/ the heartaches you must have known/ let me fill in the cracks/ and mend your ragged edges

I have a story to tell/ although you might/ not like to hear it/ I am pretty sure I fell/ for you last night/ some embers were lit

in a trance/ they began to dance/ colliding paths only by chance/ pricking her heart with love's lance

We may duplicate words/yet no one can duplicate/the soul which feels them/Speak with your heart/all the time/and words shall be thine

my muse has left me to myself ~ words will not find me ~ I cannot write

Every disheartening blow ~ knocked me off my feet ~ took my breath away ~ it looks like he won ~ by TKO #trilogy
As I gather what's left ~ of me I get up for one last round ~ before time runs out ~ I refuse to remain bereft #trilogy
Shining through the sadness ~ see me strike out on my own ~ I can do better than just make it ~ I will embody gladness #trilogy 

trapped beneath a pile of books/ she looks around to see/ how he never really loved/ but shoved her gift away #trilogy
They pay each time their eyes should meet/ a feat of nature gone awry/ though shy, attraction fills the room #trilogy
love looms all around/the ground seems far beneath/her wreath of beauty could surround/feels bound instead/he read her book wrong #trilogy

#SixWords
  
love breathes life into my life
on the threshold of joy unbound
 leaping head first into the future

you hearten me more than words allow #sixwordsplusone

#Collaborative
 
Electrifying ~ madness of my fav'rite sort ~ blind adoration #haiku

drives me farther/ into myself waiting/ for a ride/ home into your heart

To make you want me/ would be to take out the gift/ of love given/ with a whole heart/ and longing in each moment 

They touched each day before they left/ leaving a spot of shade where they once were/ models of love and how to be

a river of spoken, written, and unspoken knowing . here in place without time . forever moving together . wishing

without understanding ~ no learning ~ without learning ~ no peace

as we connect/ through words/ our worlds colliding/ writing, thinking/ understanding, learning/ attaining unworldly peace

It is heartening to see/ a man writing words/ sounds succinct and full of love/ compete with songbirds

Who needs a composition to compete with such sweetness? Friendship goes deeper, than poetry can write, in its completeness

TwitterVerse: Vol. IV

#Haiku

ferocious fighting ~ a fickle feeding frenzy ~ forced fake friendliness

sweet visions of you ~ elicit brightness of hope ~ in my mind and heart

my difficult day ~ crowded out hope ~ squeezed out strength ~ enough to start fresh

Unearthing some hope ~ she plants seedlings down deeper ~ cultivation wish

distorted and blurred ~ manipulation secured ~ merely self-assured

reaching farther now ~ living brave for the future ~ past suffering pain

In the midst of night ~ fair words arrest my senses ~ I'm captivated

refreshingly cool ~ washes away worries ~ essential for life

Positivity ~ ebbs and flows drifting into ~ Negativity

tired from weeping ~ depleted by selfishness ~ consumed with thinking

kindnesses dreaded ~ promised punishment arrived ~ elusive peace hid

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#SixWords

 

Books are more than just books

words have escaped me for now

You could be my everything if...

Writing unleashes the creativity trapped within.

Sleep and I are not friends

love at feverpitch pace burns out

Writers write words wittingly wielding warrant. #Alliteration

#Collaborative

  

join me in the atmosphere ~ floating on our love-made cloud ~ mutual adoration #mp

 

without ability to see how/to love and trust and care/for life has taught some different things/more than a heart can bear

Look at me/ yet do not touch/ when others can see/ Don't push your luck. 

Can he wrap you in a blanket of security? Bind your heart with happiness? Give selfless love eternally? Especially when he's low?

some days poetry is madness/ breaking the silence which could be peace/ if we would just stop to listen

Promises belong in the past/ once simple choices change love to lost.

these simple lines .  performed their task . most perfectly 

#duet with @DivorceZen

DZ: even in stillness ~ the dance never stops

PL: the music from within ~ moves our very hearts

DZ: we resonate ~ in perfect harmony

PL: with zest and fervor ~ I shall play ~ writing love's words along the way

DZ:  let me be your instrument ~ play our melody

PL:  writing what should only be felt ~ love's hard-earned symphony

TwitterVerse: Vol. III

#Haiku
 
severing our ties ~ I'm beckoned into darkness ~ gripping suffering

sizzling fire within ~ scorching my heart forever ~ poignant memories

mothers provide life ~ from beginning to the end ~ breath, strength, support, love

love and grace adorned ~ offers sacrifice divine ~ stunning loveliness

creating boldly ~ giving love generously ~ surrendering self

Vegas was my home ~ It's been a lifetime ago ~ Parents left behind

Standing in a row ~ anticipation rising ~ all ready for school

I have been given ~ unimaginable gifts ~ some wanted some not

#HaikuTrilogy

Hearts are tricky things ~ beat for one for forever ~ then stop yet can't stop

Life moves on daily ~ moving away so subtly ~ erasing pieces

Holding tight many ~ terribly incredible ~ melancholy mix

 

destroyer of hearts ~ havoc you've wreaked upon me ~ for much, much too long

permission granted ~ embraced, even encouraged ~ sorely regretted

no longer wanted ~ nothing left of me to give ~ get thee hence, I plead

#MicroPoetry

His light reaches farther/ touching my soul/ once empty/ now full

the light of day might see these tired eyes/in wonder they behold the beauty of the wise/striving to stand strong against lost love's guise

To make daggers fly/ all he need do is write or speak/ double-dipped in lies/ piercing my wounded heart so deep/ Why couldn't I see?

for all the love and loss we feel/ let us pause to recognize/ all the friends who help us heal

Of all the things to squabble about/ let us not give too much credence/ to something so trivial/ the time 'twas not well spent

every day we had/ marked a hole in every day we don't/ now and always

heart on her sleeve/ moving about life/ too much to believe/ fantastical levels of strife

#Collaborative

unwavering faith and devotion is essential #sixwords

Whoever said a smile isn't talking? #sixwords

Respectful actions prove love to me #SixWords

Everyone is capable of passionate desires #sixwords Who is capable of faithful action? #sixmorewords

Continuously releasing hope/ hoping for ties that bind/ which hold our hearts and hopes/ always looking ahead/ continuing on

love has been the thread/ binding my wounds/ through every waking moment/ that I have tread.

wake I must/ poetry bringing my dreams into the open/ through ink and air/ they float

living dreaming waking screaming/ tied with ribbons lovely and strangling/ life filled with dreams worthy of crying

robed in velvet aubergine/to warm against the cold of night/word-filled tears spilt upon the page/granting strength to fight


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TwitterVerse: Vol. I 

TwitterVerse: Vol. II

TwitterVerse: Vol. II

#Haiku

where ever you are ~ darling, sweet wish of a love ~ my heart has gone there

the sun, it sets on ~ days filled with less than there was ~ marking your absence


screaming and crying ~ desiring closure. wishing ~ all inside my head


she looks like a girl ~ a controlled, trapped animal ~ pretending freedom

pacing the track ~ worn into the old carpet ~ nervous and needy

loyalty 'twas feigned/ consciously/ unwittingly/ never just for me

looking past fake smiles ~ frightened by your promises ~ motivating dread

Dear Antipodes ~ you fade into the distance ~ as each sun rises 


friendship orchestra ~ plucking away my heart strings ~ symphony of grief

sense of friendlessness ~ pervasive and poisonous ~ forces me to flee

I am now undone ~ torn heart leaping from my chest ~ drowning silent tears

hiding wildfire tears ~ separated by station ~ same yet different

#SixWords

working through sadness in your absence

a little obsession never hurt anyone


Your brand of sunshine, I miss.

Romantic love can be suffocatingly enchanting

her rare beauty only lacked elusiveness #ModestIsHottest

Poetry is the pathway into my heart #sixwordsplusone

#Collaborative my responses to others' writing

Imagination can be a great deceiver ~ weaving truth, beauty, and wishes into one. Reality's ambitions are hard won. #3lines

his voice: symphony of my sheet music #SixPlusOne

Like a violent summer storm/ along life's path/ You leave me devastated #micropoetry 

finding that someone/ who writes these words on their list/ wants to check it off #haiku 

Not knowing how, when or who #story

Torments not made by her / create seas of tears / washing away love

The flames burned out the light / both creations of love / and the cradle she gave willingly for that heart

#Spanish

tus palabras añadir a mi mundo #SeisPalabras

Vivo a dos realidades: hermosos e insoportable/ Quiero una realidad: lleno de paz y un marido amable #mp

#MicroPoetry

writing messages/ into the air/ hoping you might find them/ wishing you were there

Write me a sonnet/ and I'll give you a kiss/ Give me your heart/ and I'll be your bliss

Disconnecting from pain and reality/ in vain attempt to connect with you/ exemplifies one of life's many incongruities

a symphony of the most visible sort/ in the form of a smile/ you are the conductor/ a captivated audience/ I cannot keep myself from it

TwitterVerse: Volume I

#Haiku


newly acquainted ~ my mind cannot forget thee ~ even whilst sleeping

running in the dark ~ toward everything and nothing ~ trapped between two worlds

your sweetness alights ~ providing new confidence ~ awakening tears

step out of the night ~ Suffocated and Strangled ~ bask in warming light

Love is elusive ~ sought, lost, destroyed, regained, famed ~ a passionate dream

quietly they sleep ~ if only for the moment ~ peace envelops me

waking in silence ~ the nightmares never ceasing ~ tears flooding my face

blinded by chaos ~ i cannot see how it ends ~ forever is now

extraordinary ~ nearly imaginary ~ precious missing friend

#HaikuTrilogy

suddenly appears ~ a vision of happiness ~ dispelling sadness 
came and went quickly ~ like a hot flash of lightning ~ searing to the core
unforgettable ~ aurora borealis ~ irreplaceable 

#Haiku #Alliteration
 
sun shining above ~ blossoms bursting in splendor ~ miraculous sight

heart-piercing poison ~ incites pernicious stirrings ~ painful words of love 

#MicroPoetry 

tonight lasts until ~ we cease speaking of memories ~ and making more along the way

there once was a brat ~ and he was more than a brat ~ and that was that

driving driving driving ~ waiting waiting waiting ~ going no where real fast ~ wishing I were there

crying is what I do best ~ because I have no rest ~ no rest from all the worry and care ~ that your lack of love gave me to bear

sunshine will be my friend ~ someday when the sadness ends ~ you and i will find each other ~ basking in a love that lasts forever

#TwitterWordParty

 I am having fun this weekend. Maybe not an ordinary sort of fun, but still a really great time. On Friday night, while tweeting on twitter with a fellow twitterer (or twitt as I like to call them), we were talking about how playing word games on twitter is fun and I said it was like a party and then I decided to make a real twitter game out of it.

I had heard of the game where one person says a random word and you say the first word that comes to mind and you keep going with this. It's really fun with a big group of people. I was reminded of this fun little game when someone from BlogFrog posted a conversation for it in the All Things Purple community. So knowing that games need to be kind of simple on Twitter, I knew this game would be perfect. I explained the rules and had some fun.  Then woke up the next day only to realize that a couple people had searched out trending topics the night before and liked my idea and they started playing too. Whenever I had a chance throughout the day Saturday, I played (admittedly a bit too much), and #TwitterWordParty started to trend in the Salt Lake City area! I couldn't believe it. I tried to round up some friends to play with some success, then I had to take care of kids and mom stuff and go somewhere and homework. When I came home and checked on the party status, my little game was in the #1 spot! I felt cool, to say the least. And then played some more and more people joined in. I needed to stop to do homework (and write this fabulous slice of life), but we'll see where it goes from here. I hope it trends in at least a couple more cities, but the United States and even Worldwide trending would be astounding.

If you ever want to play #TwitterWordParty, just say the word and I am in!

A Twitter Trilogy

Sit down. Relax. Get Ready for the Show. (and don't forget to silence all electronic devices).

A Twitter Trilogy by @th_purpl_lady

Book 1: A Criminal Insinuation OR Girl Takes Tweet Wrong

gets freaked out by creepy tweet. says so. jerk tweets ensue. annoyed and freaked out. jerk tweets turn mean. ultimately furious. the end.

Book 2: Infuriating Cuteness Doesn't Count OR Boy Moved On

woke up furious and freaked out. [time passes] furious and confused. [more time passes] misses friend but furious. the end.

Book 3: The Poison of Pride Overcome OR The Queen of Drama Reigneth

still furious and missing friend. [time passes] wants to apologize. [time passes] pride [time passes] says sorry. the end.

Epilogue: El Malhablado Goes Soft
 
Friend tweets a most sincere apology.

 P.S.
You might not quite get the hilarity of the story if you aren't a tweeter, but I hope you do



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