Speculative

I am strolling the silky sands on a September,sunny day
Wishing I could turn the tides of time from...

This little picture the one up above is my first sign of Springtime which I absolutely love
Perhaps...

Are we ever truly satisfied within our own identity ?
Could we make ourselves better betwixt our...

Through the lense.
I sit in awe.
As the world below.
Cycles through freeze.
...

If only I looked half as good as you then I would go far I’d be a celebrity and a shining star

If...

Within wonderful weavements intertwined
and interlaced
Crisscrossed convoluted connections...

It is so nice to call you my friend
Yes, you can call
Come to see me again
But if you...

I pen my poems and I write my songs but I don’t have anyone to play my tune
So I have no other...

That morning after the night before
Hangover from hell
Lying on the bathroom floor
...

Never put off doing until tomorrow what you can do today
Who knows but that tomorrow may never come...

Within wonderful weavements intertwined
and interlaced
Crisscrossed convoluted connections...

Something so powerful.
A binding force.
Can unite the masses.
In a moments pause....

She moves with some uncertainty blowing out her breeze
Her cheeks are bloated and bulging as she...

I pass a rusted sign,
so brown and bent
I can only make out
the ‘T’ and ‘s’
of...

As a poet I share
Much like the wanton coquette
Seductively attempting
To convey, "...

We could spend all night just talking
Telling each other secrets from our past
So we would...

Is your heart happy ?
Do you treat it as you should ?
I bet your answer is “Yes of course”...