Speculative

It's not like being awaken out of sleep
Because there is no remembrance
Of going to sleep...

Well what on earth will I do on this Springtime Sunday?

This is not my favourite day of the week I...

One little loved, adorable creation

Is born into this wonderful world with such joyous celebration...

He is like a drug to me I cannot refuse
For he is the master and I'm his muse
Wherever he is...

Stooped and steadfast she stood on the seashore

Her body was bent forwards so crooked and sore...

Those nasty nursery rhymes from Oh so long ago

That we tell our tiny tots yet little do they know,...

Eyes Shut
when I
Sleep
At night
Daring
The sandman
To fight...

This is Raw

Don't
be a
vagina
when
you read this
ink...

Oh my God coz I can see a ghost gliding in my room

As she hovers up a-height mid air amidst the...

Momma mia man date
comb the second Sunday during month of May
can be traced back to ancient...

Can’t say that this canopy is brightening my mood

Whilst its dull and drab and very subdued...

Marsh mallow pink and as sweet as sugar candy

Oh how I adore my Cherry blossom tree

...

We are the wondrous people in this grand and glorious world

Whilst some of us endeavour to write...

“Good night” as I gazed up to that magical mystical sky

“Was that my imagination running away with...

“Would you like to join us Mam’ma?”
there is a seat spare in our car for you
We are driving...

Forget me not Oh pretty flower
for I shall not forsake you
betwixt your blanket of delicate...

If my poetry always rhymes then that’s just the way it has to be

It isn’t really my fault what’s...