Speculative

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Not to be.

Not to be.

Nuzzled into your neck, the warm smell invites me to breathe deeply.. bringing you into me.
Eyes...

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You & I ๐Ÿ’•

You & I ๐Ÿ’•

Can you please excuse me if I sound abit forthright

But Oh how I would love to creep inside your...

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My broken Blackbird ๐Ÿ’™

My broken Blackbird ๐Ÿ’™

I stumbled upon a Blackbird with a broken wing

It was precariously perched on the ledge of my...

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My Covid injection๐Ÿ’‰

My Covid injection๐Ÿ’‰

We are the people who listen and learn

When things get ontop of us then our stomaches will churn...

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Who Paints The Sky

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Who Paints The Sky

Who paints the sky with loaded brush
Of bright and bloodied crimson hue,
Then dips their...

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Chemical Soup

On repeat

Chemical Soup

Questions and curiosity,
Blanks,
A gun.

Seems like nowadays,
I`m searching,...

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Culture

Thank you China for cultivating the peach

Thank you Armenia for cultivating the cherry...

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One..two..three...

One..two..three...

I wish I had an abacus
Though I do not know the reason why
Perhaps it is something that I had...

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Wildness in wintertime ๐Ÿ’จ๐ŸŒฌ

Wildness in wintertime ๐Ÿ’จ๐ŸŒฌ

I love the sound of a winterโ€™s night

As I am tucked up amidst my haven snuggled so tight

...

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A wing and a prayer ๐Ÿ™

A wing and a prayer ๐Ÿ™

We think about this and we write about that

From faces in traces where our memory is at

...

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Minutes turn to hours๐ŸŒš

Minutes turn to hours๐ŸŒš

She is a creature of the night in her lilac dressing gown

Waiting for minutes to turn to hours as...

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Zebidee and Marmarlade ๐Ÿฆ‰๐ŸŒฒ

Zebidee and Marmarlade ๐Ÿฆ‰๐ŸŒฒ

Zebidee and Marmalade
A peculiar mismatched pair
Zeb was bald with strands of blue
...

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FLYING HIGH

Cared for by mummy and daddy bird on the ground
Next step for baby bird was to fly heaven bound...

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On listening to coffee...

On listening to coffee percolate while I meditate wideawake

Quite a vivid late afternoon/
early evening dream
transpired within me noggin
housed...

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Angels And Demons

Angels And Demons

Demon of pain,
Angel of pleasure,
Toy with me,
At your leisure.

Angel of hope...

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In 200 years or more

In 200 years or more

Will our future generations talk of us in conversations ?
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โ€œIn the year 2020 humanity...

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GROWING NAILS

The nails on his fingers grew and grew
Without any nail clippers what could he do
I'm sure...