Amanda McKellips – Wisteria’s Journey

Wisteria’s Journey

Purple is a haze of smoke and bliss

A twisting sensation

Full of momentum




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


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

No responses yet

    Leave a Reply