Purple Movements

Purple Dawn on the hill
would open orchids
with mental jaws-of-life,
boldly blazing,

But a quiet moment
has Venus flytrapped her,
mirroring her brovada,
leaving her limp.

Wilted! Just add water
and she’ll daisy dance,
teaching Crayola-cheeked children
the sublime cartography

of tripping on joy,
of squashing trailers,
of walking on hot coals
with matches between your toes.

It’s a vision worth
open eyes
every time she climbs down
here.

—WT

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