I come here to be inspired.
Hopefully in sharing what sets my mind alight I'll inspire some of you.
Let me know what you think.
PatchI.Patch by onetwistedpoet
Moss underfoot springs back, covering tracks
So I'll follow discarded philosophies
littering your wake, no reason could ever
contain your butterfly steps
hanging branches will echo your passing
rustling with pleasure still,
your fingers tracing trembling tips
on the luckiest leaves you wonder past
squirrelling semi-precious gems in the boles
of trees you never knew I'd climb
seeking perspective, a lay of your land
Puzzling through pathways etched in your skin
first in red then white, sharp brambles rough bark
abstract map of the places I will follow you
criss-crossed cuneiform tattoo
So I'll plunge through the wild chasing your smile
canines glinting, fierce and free