Speculative

I read something in a book not long ago;
‘’Happiness is not by chance, but by choice’’.

Yet...

“Oh wonderful woman you have got me in your spell”

Said the man sitting next to her who didn’t...

We used to whisper those sweet nothings, so noone else could hear.. can you remember when we were only...

If we didn’t pen our poetry, I wonder what on earth we would do?

Sit staring out into space...

sitting in the exact same chair
yours truly sat three hundred
and sixty five days ago....

As I lay fast asleep where on earth did I go?

Lost in a loveliness with my mind all aglow

...

Life’s a dance as we boogie woogie to that beat

Ticking to the timelessness of a rhumba on repeat...

Do you believe in miracles?

Can fabrication be true?

Are Fairies frolicking in your flower...

Found yours truly
a grateful dead head
convenient scapegoat dejure
Norristown police...

I used to make up love songs and sing them just for you
Id write these lyrics from my heart
...

She lifts the latch and knocks on the wide wooden door..a-rat-a-tat-tat..

She cannot see the tired...

Time and again
jovial imp does succeed
at collecting aggregate of infinite moments
...

In like a lamb and out like a lion

Today we are in Arctic temperatures when a week ago, we were...

I heard an eerie screech by the light of the misty moon

I searched the wilderness of woods I could...

Awww doesn’t one just love those rusty red sunrises in the morning

Just as that country Cockerel...

Descendent of proto humans
dumbfounded, mystified, stupefied, et cetera
despite plethora of...

Please fragile Fairy don’t you fly away

I swear I’d never hurt you, I just wanna watch you play...