Kellie couldn’t live there any more – Lucia Sullivan

Enchanted Forest by Jane Ray @ The Rose Gallery

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“Kellie couldn’t live there any more.
There was no place to breathe.
No place to call home.
She had rattled the forest with tears;
At times.
She knew,
That only the ancestors and the Pines would hear her.
And they were too silent,
To speak back.
She talked by the creek to the wind and the water.
It soothed her like spring rain.
But it too,
Was too alive in some mystic dimension,
To speak back.

Kellie had gone from the country side.
Far from the winter ice that hung off of the willows,
Like diamonds shining in the sun.
She may never know the warmth of a home again.
It lay in her memory,
Like a heavy blanket in a creaky farmhouse,
Heated by wooden embers.
She knew that smell of wood and cold.
She knew those footprints that followed down three stones that she called a porch.
Home it seemed,
Was in her heart.
And she could not betray the nature of it’s surroundings.
Kellie couldn’t live there;
Anymore.

So,
It moved and lived within her.
And she became,
As mystical as the creek bed in the forest.”
Written by Lucia Sullivan  Copyright 2018 all rights reserved

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https://www.psychicluciasullivan.com/
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luciasullivanpoetry
New York
I AM A CLAIRVOYANT, POET, WRITER, AND SEER. I BELIEVE ALL THINGS ARE MOVING TOWARDS THE LIGHT. I LOVE MUSIC, DANCING, BOATING, NATURE, AND ANIMALS.

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Artist Susan Seddon Boulet

Gratitude to artists for their beautiful art – credit is given where this is known.
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