Thursday, March 22, 2018

WEAVE AND WEAR



Weaving a crest of -
my upper thoughts
I banked
Assured of its a
Hills and heights
And went dungeon deep 
like a trough - deeper
To enquire
if there is a valley of roots 
where 
I can paint my sky 
A prussian blue
with a brush of my willing heart 
Threading all that is to weave and wear


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