Hes
Like a song
Existing in my mind
Whether fresh on my brain
Or a classic oldie
That comes back during holiday
Feb 23
Feb 23, 2026 at 5:54 PM UTC
I want to sweep your love
Like broom sweeps dust
But it ends up trashed
Feb 21
Feb 21, 2026 at 1:08 AM UTC
Now when i chew this gum
He comes rushin to me
It casts a invisible spell
That his love sticks to my
Mouth
This chew never aches me
Envigorates me
Feb 20
Feb 20, 2026 at 9:21 PM UTC
What do you allow your musings to be
Are they interpersonal
Interrogative
Intergenerational
Shakey
Do you speak to
The elements
The rocks and the sea
Are we just of this earth
Or the star stuff we be
Something maybe more unknowable
A spirtiual throng
Is it in humour
Or need
Or the need to be wrong
Prehaps all the below
And above
Intrinsic
Anger
Greed
Hopelessness
Or is it just love?
Feb 19
Feb 19, 2026 at 5:53 AM UTC
Im thankful for all my followers
And
Always mindful little things
Nov 23, 2025
Nov 23, 2025 at 10:03 AM UTC
My perception
Becomes your close deception
My strength comes from your
Inpersenation of
The man of my dreams
So please fly away from the shadow
That haunts me
Nov 23, 2025
Nov 23, 2025 at 10:01 AM UTC
In a forest, I hugged a tree
And this tree spoke to me.
It said I have branches above
And I have branches beneath.
I have leaves for photosynthesis,
Just look at my wondrous work.
I take in carbon to release oxygen,
I allow you to be able to breathe,
As I take sunlight into my leaves.
Take off your shoes.
Feel this life with your feet,
The process continues below.
Beneath your very feet
A highway for travel exists.
My roots, pushing through
The soil in hairy branches
Spreading out in all directions.
With chemical trails, they speak
To tell bacteria to wake up!
My sweet treat takes up, then
Share with our microbe friends.
Dear human, I want you to know
The phyla inside me and inside you
Are four and exactly the same.
Together we can feed all life.
Apr 16, 2025
Apr 16, 2025 at 7:22 PM UTC
Are you the red lava after the earthquake
Did you boil enough to erupt out
Your anger
It was still hot when it surpassed to me
Least your path of destruction is
Over now
While i was the ground that consumed your anger
Apr 13, 2025
Apr 13, 2025 at 7:21 AM UTC
I draw from the heart
Not from screen
The shape of it all
Comes from guidance of my heart
Pencil is my arteries as it
Is poured onto paper
The flow is transferred to
Sketch
Apr 12, 2025
Apr 12, 2025 at 7:29 PM UTC