Where A Heart Goes, When And How It Shows

Experience is in the fingers and head. The heart is inexperienced. - Thoreau

'tis hard to imagine, let alone conceive

they say that poets wear their hearts upon their sleeve

but i can't help but wonder

where does it go in summer when those sleeves are short

or when there's work to be done and they're rolled up

trust me, it's still there

no need to grieve

you need only look past fallen tears and believe

Author's Note

"We should go forth on the shortest walk, perchance in the spirit of undying adventure, never to return - sending back our embalmed hearts only as relics to our desolate kingdoms." - Thoreau