Shades of Purple Ringed black and blue visible wounding heavy bruised stain seeping into skin with tender throb of pain. But you wound internal pulsating deep Fibro' fingers prodding, poking, pain that always lingers. Morning stiff to greet the dawn making body stumble movement slow with risk of tumble. Purple prose swallowed down as limbs grind painful muscles sore, gait unsteady, awkward, shameful. Echoes of dark bleeding out of day escorting in the night with sleep-elusive sigh as body seizes tight. Purple-coloured robes draping royal and holy mantle of love covering aches and pains with grace from above. Shades of purple tinged with layers of faith, bringing strength and healing as God's heavenly light shines with Hope revealing. by Joy Fenton Joy is a wife, mother, M.E and chronic illness sufferer, poet and blogger who writes about issues of life and faith from a Christian perspective at Words of Joy
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