Fruit Salad Mosaic – poem

My life has been like
A fruit salad mosaic.
A Kaleidoscope view,
Curiously seeking to
Take a peek through
The Looking Glass.
Not so clear what’s missing,
A squished ambrosia if you will,
With Sour apples from
Gobble Market,
Not anywhere near
Confucius Lane.
Broken tile roads
Missing cement,
To bond it all together.
From light beyond
Swirling colours,
A Neapolitan,
Crystalline reflection,
Oh there you are,
My Magnificent Obsession,
My greater Curiosity
My new purpose,
So – Go find my smile

By Amee Dickson