TommyJHake

It's getting late to become a sea Let's cast a wave something serene into slipstream dreams and float into reprieve #TGIF #poetry #writing

Take a deep breath, you’ve earned it. That exhale quest, unearth it. Buried in the silt, hands dirty will still, chill, mill, the till.

There’s too many paths for steps taken making swaths isn’t forsaken Waking craft in hibernation

Tangled up causes. The affects yet to peak. Drawn pauses no need to speak. #NoShaveNovember Supported via Tweet.

I’ve went without food for far too long, salty smells drifts from the end of the air fryers song, lost time again, lost energy, can’t bring myself to get up, after 22 push ups for Veterans who make me realize I haven’t sacrificed enough, how fills the cup? Spills and stills love

In the #WrittenRiver I spilled an incantation. A mixture of materials, A fixture of communication. Felt information. It bled into tributaries, Oxygenation Breathe Create Share Interpretation

Waking up a buried canvas brushed off landslide on foresight #micropoetry #poetry #poem #POEMS #poetrycommunity #PoeTry_Lovers #Poetry_Planet #poetrylovers

Some dreams are #alive in me. If death do us part, are we being? tenses like sentences entangle meaning predicated by ideas assimilated by perceived quantification qualification quarries minds just mining in times timing we don’t need to breath to be. #vss365 #poet #poetry

Mornings were made for Jazz, Ambient raindrops Room temperature coffee Kinetic energy Every last note Transitions us Time to finish this cup... #micropoetry

I was mainly doing the philosophy thing, advocating additional conversation for greater truths. I generally do what I can where I can.