skills scaled in the sky
worthy to hang
on rusty twig
nothing
to grow but
by intent of
art,
experience of beauty
curiosity drives
walking alone
in the forest
seclusion prevails
expected power
no consolation
double sworded
a heart bleed…
memories of love
as single sparks
drifting in a
water of sorrow
a new love
knocking
in a hollow house
the good vibes
tied by green promises
no expectations
the shell grows
small to express
the longing to
own the world
you are