Posted by: Zigzapiens | May 22, 2012

The Manseed in the dark

Where are you?!
hey, sparkling goddess.
Fill me with your tide.
My sprouting spirit still
oscilates in freedom loops.
Around empty  space full of love,
Void and sorrow filled with light.
Spread in me oh little spark
Grooved and rooted
Till spring is spilled
on blooming mountain’s
Dwelling dark.


lined roundness | broken a part
softly trimmed      on shallow art
comes and goes  •my open heart
one leaf on top


old poem, drawing, i still identify myself with
this is also a recorded session i’ll probably upload soon..




  1. Awww, this is an “aaawwwwww” kind of poem…:)

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