Speculative

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My wonderful woodland walk

My wonderful woodland walk

As I walked thru the woodlands I was stopped on my tracks watching children on horseback trotting in...

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First Impressions ....

First impressions mean so much
Negative one's can be so hard to budge .
They stick like mud...

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I can hardly wait reading...

courtesy Karen Windle a gift horse

I can hardly wait reading welter of books...

ponied up late afternoon May18th, 2020
over roan nay bore lee volition.

Unbeknownst how she...

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Blindman’s buff

Blindman’s buff

They covered my eyes so I couldn’t see
A bandage of black zero visibility
I was the blindman...

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Cap of 'Tall Dark Love...

She has so many lovers

Those who know her face
They kiss her into colour
...

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Signal

Somewhere deep
In the DNA of my cerebellum
Is the echo of a cry

It is a distress call...

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The Sloth and the Moth

The Sloth and the Moth

A sloth met a moth on a midnight rendezvous.. said the sloth to the menacing moth “You are bothering me...

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Seeds Of Salvation

Seeds Of Salvation

Oh wonderful wizard
Chase Coronavirus away
Scatter seeds of salvation to rid this dismay...

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Home schooling overnight

Am I doing right?

18/05/2020
Home schooling overnight!

How do they think we can do it,
Become a teacher...

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Stress is undefined

Howzit, slang, what’s up man, whoa calm down Stress
How much do you know that you should calm down...

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~ LUSCIOUS ~

~ LUSCIOUS ~

O, wildly stirring wind
In sensuality's light
From, whose unseen invitation
A...

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A sleepy Sunday

A sleepy Sunday

Such a sleepy Sunday I couldn’t keep awake
I have missed most of the day in my comatosed state for...

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Voting without aggravation...

Voting without aggravation...

Otherwise known as
absentee ballot/ mail-in ballot
if ye read no further... please exercise...

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My Romany Gypsy friend

My Romany Gypsy friend

An old mysterious gypsy lady
Lives in her ‘Vardo’ caravan
I often call to visit her
...

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The Theory of Maybe

The Theory of Maybe

There is no reality like alternative reality
seeping through the cracks of the Multiverse

...

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In her Dolly Daydreams ?

In her Dolly Daydreams ?

She is running around chasing butterflies and she hasn’t got a clue
But then again her innocence is...

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Oh woe is me ?

Oh woe is me ?

Pitter patter up the spout as the bath water drops
This little hairy creepy crawly spider is...