Purple Planet

                              "Purple Planet"

In an Indian Summer it's -

"Purple Planet's majesty above a fruity plane."   

I am no cereal killer.

Except of course, for John Aroma's oatmeal.

With bananas and raisins I'd kill for.

When it reigns, it pours.

New orange dawn's cloudy daze.

All in a purple haze.

It's a spring shower's raise.

Right at the beginning of November.

Remembering seventy degree weather.

Did that happen at all or never.

Never ever weather in my fairy tale.

One November there was even hale.

In a changing weather that will never fail.

It's a pity they don't sell bagels and ale.

Set sail for the New World in the Aroma Roast Cafe's coffee or tea.

Is it just for me?

Jonathan Billet

Nov.16, 2015