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Thirsty little finch
Perched along the edge
Departed from its nest
Came of age and fledge
Spreads its little wings
No longer having doubts
He takes flight, into the sky
And migrates, headed south
 Nov 2021 Jen
Carlo C Gomez
How time
Eats away at our words
Like kernels of discontent
Tossed about
And taken by caustic birds
On the qui vive
Feeding off our book
Of broken pieces
 Nov 2021 Jen
Pablo Neruda
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.
Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day
I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.

I hunger for your sleek laugh,
your hands the color of a savage harvest,
hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,
I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.

I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body,
the sovereign nose of your arrogant face,
I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes,

and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight,
hunting for you, for your hot heart,
like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue.
 Nov 2021 Jen
Carlo C Gomez
Not to string you along, my dear

but we cannot simply cut ties with the past

even the inconsequential have its consequences

You might outlive regret, but that doesn't mean all is forgiven
 Nov 2021 Jen
charles
wildfire
 Nov 2021 Jen
charles
tear you apart,

to forget where i am,

seek myself and forget my sanity,

married ground, catching trees,

flickered wind in some leaves,

now i tore down your town,

and my heart is at ease.
 Nov 2021 Jen
fika
you remind me
that were all
human
 Nov 2021 Jen
Richard Smith
Multitudes of galaxies
Floating in the unseen universe
Hidden by the pinpoints
Of lights from the cities
Insignificant through infinite time
We wander along our minuscule lives
Gone so quickly into nothing but memory
Nothing but names forgotten to history
 Nov 2021 Jen
Richard Smith
Hope
 Nov 2021 Jen
Richard Smith
Our time is limited
To walk along our path
Onwards to the future
Unable to change what’s past
We give to our children
The knowledge that is ours
With hope that our legacy
Will light their darkest hours
We hope to give them wisdom
To build a better world
Though really all we can do
Is watch for what unfurls
 Nov 2021 Jen
Richard Smith
Autumn
 Nov 2021 Jen
Richard Smith
In the dead and blowing leaves
The rain and wind aplenty
Autumn brings the long coat sleeves
And leaves the branches empty

The days are shorter. Dull and grey
The clouds all gather
Bringing rain
The ties to summer severed
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