an honest heart, poetry, steven humphreys, love, friendship

An honest heart

My dear long lost youthful friend I haven’t seen you for what feels like a fortnight yet decades of time have passed me by as if I have been sleeping in stillness like the


I drew my drapes and opened the patio door for fresh air when I was drinking my coffee I reclined back on my pillows I looked out to a beautiful warm blue sky out of nowhere descended a dark burnt orange Monarch butterfly fluttering its wings like it was being pulled up and down by a puppeteer’s…

They have no Rage

If you want to be ‘loved’ for the person you are, go out today to your local ASPCA & buy a sad eyed cat or dog behind those steel bars. be their hero. be a hero. be your own hero. easy… you were never promised