#poem: Cucumbered


I wish I could live without the burden of my fears.
To talk unencumbered by facts that scare

Just truths.
To paint the story,
To trust the course of colour
As it journeys to its ending.
This is a poem about paint drying
About letting things happen
They just land

And grow.

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About skylarkingzooby

Actor, Artist, Professional Voiceover. Creative person who has coined his process 'Skylarking'.
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