To TREE or NOT to tree - is that the question?

twisted vines on a cherry tree
speak to me

start up straight
then jag in direction

my forehead
wish i could see my frown lines

confused.
connected.
connected as they flow above me

movement as the wind blows

everything will be ok

skeleton.
sculptural.
falling down.

pants or legs? ha! a 'knock knee'

the light shining on you makes my soul dance
i never knew, what tree r u?

but your colors calm my mind
in spaces i wished glowed.

skin. in blotch
from tree to tree
soft in its appeal 
sight to be unseen.

makes me wonder why you dance 
creep up, but not below

i wonder where my thoughts would be
if i stopped
and poked
elbow?

Don't wrinkle when you see me
my left eye holds a tear
the yellow hints a smile
i feel so cool and clear.

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Thank you . . . tree above me. <3