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 Mar 2021 Shaun Yee
Maria Zyka
whimsical hues
pretty pastels
dancing birds and
singing angels

mix of colors
the blues and pinks
mystic faces
our laughs and tears

look at the sky
stop the pretend
evermores too
come to an end

every minute
clouds are shrouding
and now you are
disappearing

look at the sky
stop the pretend
evermores too
come to an end

the setting sun
seems to await
hanging around
for something great

there is no point
in her waiting
she herself knows
he's not coming

look at the sky
stop the pretend
evermores too
come to an end

the moon is late
the sun has set
he has appeared
but she has left

so came the dusk
starless somber
from serious vows
into strangers
The dreaded waiting game.
some people they are lucky they find a love to stay
others they have bad luck and there love fades away.

love it can be cruel or it can be kind
it can turn at anytime leaving love behind.


it can last forever if your love is true
or it can last a moment and walk away from you
.
we just never know which way it will be
will it fade away or last eternally
little tommy  turtle went on holiday
to the beaches of hawaii so very far way
he packed his little case with things that he might need
packed it very neatly very nice indeed.

jumped aboard a plane and to the sun he flew
flying through the sky so very bright and blue
he landed in hawaii  back down on the earth
headed for the beach and decided he would surf.

he jumped on to a surf board the waves were very high
riding on the crest as he went sailing by
tommy he was happy having lots of fun
in this land so faraway underneath the sun.

then as he got tired he found big palm tree
underneath he fell asleep as happy as can be.
sardines they are funny very small and thin
living in the dark locked inside a tin
they must be rather stupid  where they want to hide
locked up in a can when the key is left outside

will they ever learn to stay out in the sea
not to hide in tins where they cant break free
Here we are on this summer's day
Nothing much to do
The flowers they are on display
Yellow white and blue.

It's time to take things easy
Our working days are done
We get our pension weekly
Now we are soaking up the sun.

Now we are getting older
But we are youthful in our minds
The winter's now are colder
They were warmer in our times.

Our children they have fled the nest
They have gone there various ways
Although we see them less and less
Sometimes they come and stay.

Now we are never in a hurry
We come and go as please
And we have no reason to worry
We just love the summer breeze.

Now we count our blessings
There's far to many to say
And there are so many reasons
To enjoy this summer's day
Winter is here but we had a lovely summer.
 Feb 2021 Shaun Yee
Zywa
The mosquitoes dance

in the fading evening light –


the butterfly leaves.
“Vlinder” (“Butterfly”, 2003, Rowwen Hèze)
About the ****** of Nicky Verstappen (1987-1998)

Collection "Em Brace"
 Feb 2021 Shaun Yee
Zywa
The cat does not move,

she is observing the moon –


the hypnotic ball.
“And the quiet cat” (1968, Jack Kerouac): And the quiet cat / sitting by the post / perceives the moon

Collection "Held True"
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