Amanda McKellips – Wisteria’s Journey
Wisteria’s Journey
Purple is a haze of smoke and bliss
A twisting sensation
Full of momentum
Propelling
You
Forward
Turn a corner
Find a different beast
Snarling in despair
But jump into its heart
And find a cave of shelter
But as you step forward
You fall in space
Onto a blanket of flowers, rising like the tide
Full of motherly affection
But even a mother’s love doesn’t last forever
The tide recedes for its last time
and you’re left on the beach
Alone
Then from the skies
Descends a cloud
Made of silken words
It wraps around you, resting on your curves
And at last,
Your journey’s over
A day is done
The night begins
With a purple haze
made of smoke and bliss
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