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 Oct 2024 LL
Jordan Supertramp
We are lonely trees in distant fields
All I can hope
Is that our roots reach out endlessly
Until they touch again
And we can grow together once more

All I want is to watch us blossom
We used to always pick out trees alone in their fields ad feel sorry for them
 Oct 2024 LL
Roshan
Chaser
 Oct 2024 LL
Roshan
They want women
They chase money
They worship status
But you just want love
Family and children
Horses to ride
Mountains to view
 Oct 2024 LL
Jeremy Betts
I'm not afraid of death
To be completely honest
I'm more afraid of life
That part has been the darkest

Tomorrow drags behind it
Anxiety of the unknown
And leaves it at the doorstep
Of the temple ruins I call home

A heart does not regrow, no
Where pieces are ripped out and stolen
Damaging words and moments fill in
What's left stays threadbare and broken

If I've said it once
I've felt it twice
The thought of nothing
Has long enticed

©2024
 Oct 2024 LL
Zywa
Tower in the bed

of sand, the unlit beacon --


of a happy time.
Poems "In de Grote Storm van" en "Als alles verloren" ("In the Great Storm of" and "When all is lost", 2017, Wendela de Vos) about the sand-covered church near Skagen (Jutland) that remained standing as a beacon for navigation at sea, and a loved one lost in de storm

Collection "Stall"
 Oct 2024 LL
Zywa
I wrap myself up

in my poem, to show me --


show my open wounds.
Poem "Schizophrenia" (2016, Ghayath Almadhoun)
 Oct 2024 LL
Zywa
I walk all day long,

thinking all the time, thinking --


of you, behind me.
Poem "Wandeling" ("Walking", 2004, Anna Enquist), in memory of her daughter Margit (1974-2001)

Collection "Stall"
 Oct 2024 LL
Zywa
I take the highest

stone, the very mountain top --


and I throw it down.
Poem "legenda" ("legend", 2017, Dorien de Wit), submitted for the Turing Poetry Competition (2017), published in the collection "never end the day with a question"

Collection "SoulSenseSun"
 Oct 2024 LL
Dani Just Dani
Last night I waited for
My pay check to hit,
12:00 am rolls around
The clock like kids
Playing leapfrog,
And I feel the frown
On my face
Muscle through
As the numbers go up
And back down,
god, do I
Wish rent
Was cheaper.
 Oct 2024 LL
Zywa
Cradle great sadness

in music, there are no words --


that can carry it.
Interview "Tussen het brullen door" ("In between wailing") by Frénk van der Linden with Anna Enquist, about "De ijsdragers" ("The ice bearers"), in the NRC Handelsblad of February 1st, 2002

Collection "Blankets of snow"
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