Reflections on the Lake
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Poetry of many kinds. Some happy, some sad. Some romantic, some mournful. Retrospective and prospective writings alike.
Likely infrequent posts. 18+
Poetry of many kinds. Some happy, some sad. Some romantic, some mournful. Retrospective and prospective writings alike.
Likely infrequent posts. 18+
The world seems so devoid of hope nowadays. We’ve certainly been too cruel to ourselves and to one another.
Maybe our mothers were right about us.
Then again, maybe not.
It’s never too late to prove them wrong.
Maybe our mothers were right about us.
Then again, maybe not.
It’s never too late to prove them wrong.
February 16, 2026 at 3:44 AM
The world seems so devoid of hope nowadays. We’ve certainly been too cruel to ourselves and to one another.
Maybe our mothers were right about us.
Then again, maybe not.
It’s never too late to prove them wrong.
Maybe our mothers were right about us.
Then again, maybe not.
It’s never too late to prove them wrong.
(1/2)
Weave me into silk and sky,
kiss me just a thousand times,
leave your mark upon my skin
as you’ve left your mark within
my soul, as I extend to you
a power vested in the blues;
The sky, sea, jazz of old,
so you can hold my heart if you get cold
Weave me into silk and sky,
kiss me just a thousand times,
leave your mark upon my skin
as you’ve left your mark within
my soul, as I extend to you
a power vested in the blues;
The sky, sea, jazz of old,
so you can hold my heart if you get cold
February 8, 2026 at 6:23 AM
(1/2)
Weave me into silk and sky,
kiss me just a thousand times,
leave your mark upon my skin
as you’ve left your mark within
my soul, as I extend to you
a power vested in the blues;
The sky, sea, jazz of old,
so you can hold my heart if you get cold
Weave me into silk and sky,
kiss me just a thousand times,
leave your mark upon my skin
as you’ve left your mark within
my soul, as I extend to you
a power vested in the blues;
The sky, sea, jazz of old,
so you can hold my heart if you get cold
(1/2)
Put me on the table, under the light,
Press a button from almost fifteen hundred miles away,
and watch as layer by layer,
my body becomes yours
The radiance of your smile pierces through my very being,
the waves of your laughter forever changing me,
Put me on the table, under the light,
Press a button from almost fifteen hundred miles away,
and watch as layer by layer,
my body becomes yours
The radiance of your smile pierces through my very being,
the waves of your laughter forever changing me,
January 28, 2026 at 6:35 PM
(1/2)
Put me on the table, under the light,
Press a button from almost fifteen hundred miles away,
and watch as layer by layer,
my body becomes yours
The radiance of your smile pierces through my very being,
the waves of your laughter forever changing me,
Put me on the table, under the light,
Press a button from almost fifteen hundred miles away,
and watch as layer by layer,
my body becomes yours
The radiance of your smile pierces through my very being,
the waves of your laughter forever changing me,
in promise of peace,
they are killing our people.
who will god forgive?
they are killing our people.
who will god forgive?
January 26, 2026 at 8:45 PM
in promise of peace,
they are killing our people.
who will god forgive?
they are killing our people.
who will god forgive?