Lunch date poem

wake up late, for our lunch date,

I spend time getting ready, heal my soul and my hangover,

it’s peaceful in the street, not even a lawnmower,

I head down hill, you up hill,

to meet half way, that’s the deal,

The sun, and my love, that’s how I feel,

When I study with you, the rest is not real.

Monday morning rant

I like to do my morning rant, get it all out of my system. shake it off, as swifty would say. and then I can think clearly about the people I love and our connections that we make. and truly get poetic with the finer details of life. I apologies now, if some of it doesn’t make scene. but this is my blog, and I shall rant, however I feel.

so with this sunny day, i shall see friends, get some homework done, join my study group for lunch, as they are always studying. and it helps me study in a healthy positive way. there are so many faces, smiling at me today. it makes me happy that I can be a part of their lives, and them a part of mine. from this rant, story, maybe I will get a [poem]. but for now i shall right with no intention at all, casting out grammar, ans spelling, to not stop the flow, of words from me, onto the page. the faster it pores the better it shall be. i keep telling myself that, what else shall it be? birds are chirping, i can here them sing. its a song for me, I will here it again. 

wolf and prey

Out in the field, I chase you,

my paws feeling the reeds, yellow and green,

earth on my feet, sun warming my heart,

you look back for a moment,making sure I follow,

your scent travels to me in the breeze,

I can smell your body, and curves,

you blood pumping with excitement, beneath your soft skin,

closing in on my prey, fixed on you,

the chase, the hunt, it has all come to this,

for me and you.