PurpleDot

Vessel

Poetry

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I’m a vessel
A vessel of peace
A vase that carries flowers
And helps them grow
Even on hard soil
I guard them from the hard rocky stones
That might cause its withering
From the prey and termites
I protect my lantana
My impatiens
My geranium
And my purple hibiscuses 🌺
Every single flower planted in me is safe
A vessel for construction
Not the one for destruction
A vessel used in preparation, not for separation

©️Purpledot💜

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freehand//found on my mac

A bunch of nonsense

Honeybees are attracted to honey. yet they are the ones that produce honey. thats the way humans are attracted to happiness, yet they are the ones that carry out activities that produce happiness. what brings humour? jokes, and what ever seems funny to you. what appears to be funny to Mr A may not so appear funny to Mr E, and K.

Bees like sweet smelling flowers bright in colors of white, blue and purple. they like sugar. they hate anything that isn’t sweet. So do I.

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PurpleDot

PurpleDot

I splatter words around, you’ll find the meanings between the Lines • I believe in love and life after here • (writing Reality/Fiction) (Poet)