Crawl Space

The heart is forever inexperienced. - Thoreau

Bumping my head.

Skinning my knee.

Cobwebs adorning me.

It's dark but there's still room to hang art.

In the long-forgotten crawl space of my heart ...

Author's Note

"It is usually the imagination that is wounded first, rather than the heart; it being much more sensitive." - Thoreau

Reviews

[Kathy Van Kurin]

'Crawl space
Pete,
So cool the reality of the inner place of the heart.
This is where our lives are processed emotionally. Great way to show this:
'Bumping my head
and then this is so imaginative and fun;
'It's dark but there's still room to hang art
in the long forgotten crawl space of my heart.'
This feels like the path remaining of an area within which used to dream,
wish and hope now rediscovered. Well done for sure.
Blessings,
Kathy

[Pete]

thanks kathy. tread carefully in attics and know that treasures are there ... :)