everything

my head

is an artistic studio

it runs films

documentaries of my life

memories replay

and places

i have never ever seen

or dreamed

are in photos

scrolling past

my third eye

imagined just for me

thoughts come and go

and words

drop like leaves

from a tree

in the fall

different hues

unfinished poetry

stacked and waiting

for perfect words

that tie a thought

into a phrase

awareness

imagery

keep me up

wake me up

the studio

in my head

messy beyond measure

yet beautifully eclectic

off beat

full of hidden treasures

but in regards

to my heart

oh my heart

it breaks

it aches

it sinks

it weighs on my bones

my heart feels

really everything

when my head

my heart coalesce

i can feel indescribable joy

and then an emotional

contradiction

i can feel immense sorrow

my heartbreak becomes

a boat washed ashore

stuck in muck and sand

waiting

on the ebb of the tide

the moon and sun

to pull me out

into the blue

where there is hope

in the ever changing

flow of the tides

and my intuition

processes my plight

and speaks

blue may be blue

but there are rainbows

in the vastness

intuitive

terra-incognito

joy to uncover

color to discover

in my mind

i need to drift

where space is endless

and my heart

broken

but wide open

my head a mess

yet I am blessed

my heart feels everything

— patty

art- “isabella” by sophie adair