Posts
long after your fall
the greenness of summer’s months
still adorns your you 🦊❤️
The curvy figure of a long ago fallen tree caught my attention. Now appearing to be a giant green sea serpent as it is clothed in mossy scales. Many years ago I came up with the terms “your you” and “my me” to include in poems. “My me” is the me inside of me that wears all of the costumes that I have put on myself over the years to be the you that you see. I believe trees have a “my me” too. And you, a “your you”. 🦊❤️