warm morning sunlight the #investiture of dawn inviting our heartbeats to confess their dreams while trees bear witness and birds sing them true with your hand in mine love begins its reign. #vss365

The hummingbird often stops after being at the feeder, turns and hovers as if they say, “thank you” before speeding away.

Today's Tarot Card: Ratty-ass bitches will be at odds with you. They are usually the most flammable.

*flips table when asked if Pepsi is ok*

I am thirsty it's been long since I even had sip it's been long since your wet tingled my lip for a time I craved your quenching your love was a rain for drenching I'm afraid if you brought me water I could no longer take that drink your lack of care and empathy has brought me to the brink #vss365

"Dark Wind" It's the wind When I stop everything I can hear I thought it was rain I know a storm is coming They said so But for now I will enjoy The quiet rustling Of the wind A sinister quiet Before the storm

"The Idlers Dream" The idlers dream Stroked through the wind Left upon a cloud Travelled for hours Through bad and through good Whilst the idler lay Far far away

On the isles The gales blow Under grey skies Waves crash to the stone I stand here alone As lonely moments fly Not a seabird to be seen Where salty breezes flow It's a wild untamed decree Where peace is found Beneath the fading light The weary find their rest In a calmer day #BluSkyPoetry

The heart is where the groove is stored

a lost and found but for the hidden good luck

so as the lamb takes its first breath in the new grass and the dove spreads her wings in the vast sky we leave love in the everlasting #sand of eternity be the light be the hope be the reason for the nights lost and the days that have yet to come. #vss365 #HappyEaster

as April arrives bringing all her joys of hope rekindled rhythms magic made with #pen in hand heartbeats send me ever skywards towards silent stars and free falling back through the twists of fractured clouds I need no air just a promise that when I land you'll be there. #vss365

I’ve always been partial to businesses who keep a big analog clock with a bright face for the world to see as they drive by

i miss when getting shampoo in my eyes was the worst thing i could imagine

(deep sigh) ok i can't believe i have to say this out loud (again): TALKING ON YOUR PHONE IN A PUBLIC RESTROOM IS DOUCHY. AND GROSS.

the red flags and warning signs make for a very colorful trip down memory lane

The moon is wearing her fuck me heels tonight

The real fucking loser is the guy who can't stop being a fucking loser even when they fucking win

A message in a bottle but it washes up on the shoreline of one of Jupiter’s moons.

Nature abhors a vacuum. So did this Airbnb, apparently.

cliff notes for reading the room

make me a believer again my faith is worn to gossamer threads a well that is reduced to a puddle strengthen my fabric by the weaving of your music release the floodgates of your heart I long to feel you wash over my land and seep into my soil and fill me up again refresh my stores #SenseWrds 202

I’m actually pretty pleasant once you get past all the unpleasantness.

I walked all around my brain, looked around, and could not find a joke nor even an interesting thought to post.

you have fallen into your shadow I saw the truth of this for no longer could I find the light in your eyes it all went from fullness to absence no wavering between no chance to leap and hold on to something you're still there but I'm not sure who you are or if you'll come back one day #vss365

#vss365 #poetry Look around Don’t need to pick a side Mesmerised by each others eyes All the seasons whirling into one Thunderstorms and rainbows We are one All of a sudden The air seems to #divide for us only Only to rejoin as a bubble For only us to breathe within As one

This day in history. 2013. Early Music Day. I'm afraid this could have something to do with children playing recorders so no thanks.

Shout out to ppl not making other ppl feel bad for just existing

Me: Don’t share needles. Seamstress: What

[date] me: *trying to impress* so who’s your favorite philosopher? her: I like plato me: ooh do you have the one where you can make your own little cakes I love that one

the fiercest surrender wrecks us like the storm sultry syllables sway where the whispers sleep in a heart evolved by trust a back perfectly arched so moonlight may linger on the tenderest lips begging for my warmest kiss #inkMine #Amatory #FoxProse

your belief in me just makes things harder for I've lost belief in myself I can't be what you see we were in love spellbound that joy belonged to another person she's gone now and you deserve communication but I can't transmit on that frequency anymore I'm just SOS on a solitary shore #vss365

My brain reads like Stephen King, Edgar Cayce and old issues of TV GUIDE thrown into a blender.

I know I'm old now because when someone asks how I'm doing I tell them the truth without mercy

moments held delicately centerpieces in the most elaborate static filigree essence adorned exquisitely like jewellery glistening irreverently on the sway of a breath #jewelry #vss365

a silent summons in lustful leanings we peel dewy petals before the dawn set to levitate their edge in waiting ever grateful when the sad ones smile our song pushes the lyrics and thus the magic of a lyrical life is defined

can you come quite quietly when this need blooms bounding bouncing bountiful to the banquet table where radish blossoms bleed #vss365

walking the rows of nature’s prose a rainbow of sweet magnolia plants a healthy fungus as the dirt on my hands spurs on our creativity yet all told the marigold offers the incoherent testimony ever flowing from your lips #366FF #BedroomEyes #firewords280 #BraveWrite #loveletters #WeirdMicro

The Duran in me recognizes the Duran in you

I'm very fun, very fucking weird and extremely fucking committed to living my best fucking life

I threw caution to the wind…and it threw it right back into my face. I might try down wind next time.

HELLO, THIS IS MY LANE. UNLESS I INVITE YOU OVER FOR A ROUSING GAME OF BUMPER CARS, PLEASE STAY IN YOUR OWN.

sommelier: would sir care for wine? me: care for it? I’d nurture it like it’s my first born

This storm was such a bitch I had to listen to AM radio on a dusty old clock radio. This glass of Tab sure hit the spot, though. Have you guys heard of Debby Boone?

Blah blah blah, it’s just an achievable dopamine to cortisol ratio you’re after stop complicating it.

We laugh use sarcasm, post with humor and struggle together. Fucking, be kind. Mental health matters.

I just went dark mode and now I'm being chased by goth kids.

I've got so much love to strategically withhold.

I love texting because I don’t have to use any of the muscles in my face.