In my myopic gaze
your drizzled apparition —
is purple to my failing eyes;
ghostlike, veiled in rain
you, a rainbow specter
who brail to sunshine
only to my probing
fingertips.
You were never sunshine
except when close,
a fogbank to my vision
harbinger of rain;
you, my purple haze.
Epsylon Point
Today Lisa wants us to incorporate weather in our poetry at dVerse, and also incorporating songs if we can. I took my starting-point in Purple Haze.
August 11, 2026
Björn Rudbergs writings 
Bjorn, I love how you used the prompt. Such a wonderful character study. Also how one might catch a glimpse of how others might see them. Perfect song choice of Prince, The Maestro.
Could have been Purple Haze by Hendrix as well.
luv your poem, and its purple reference song
much love
Purple is the perfect song
I had forgotten how lyrical I find your poetry to be. This is beautiful, and also sad and haunting.
Thank you, that is high praise
Some people are like that in our lives. Just a purple haze of worry and depression! Well done.
Indeed… and sometimes we are the ones worrying
yes, that too!
This is wonderful! I love the referenced song too…
Two of my favorite songs are both purple.
Purple Haze, Purple Haze now you have me singing. Poetic vision of sadness.
I know it should be purple rain but, I like the sound of purple haze(d) as in your title.
I started with purple rain, and somehow ended up with purple haze
This one hits close to home. I’m going through a drizzle stage at the moment… 😢
I actually went the other way recently…
Bjorn you’ve created a wonderful, dreamy, Jimi Hendrix-tinged piece, I love the interplay between warmth, distance, and blurry perception 💜
From Prince to Hendrix
Yes perfect 🤩