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S R Mats Jan 5
I reach up with fingertips
And gently touch your lips.
You, hovering above,
I beneath.

A myth I choose to kiss
As your tears drop
Into the palm of my hand.

And I gave myself to you
As our window on this time
Closed like a precious capsule.

Your heart opened wide,
Your gentle concern
Enveloped my heart forever.
S R Mats Jan 2
Things could get very dark very quickly
But let's not call for a hearse just yet.

We're on a speeding freight train
Headed for the light at the end

Of a long and dark tunnel
Just keep your eyes on the prize.

We'll soon be blasting through
To the other side!
S R Mats Jan 2
A sun the color of a bellini only neon was on the rise.
And it was well on its way to beautiful!  What a sun!

It was swimming in a pool of extra cherry in the O.J.

The world goes round and who knows when the start was.
It's just another day waiting for Paradise.

I'm not counting time, just making time count.

Clicking off the precious days of life,
And I'm having fun.  All the while knowing

My Paradise will soon come.
S R Mats Jan 1
All free-born and wild

Into field stride
Nature's child
Barefoot run
- a peach
- a pear
- a plum

Bird song
Insect hum
Orchard fun for each
- a pear
- a plum
- a peach

One for each
For bird and bug
And for the child dear
- a peach
- a plum
- a pear

Into fields where
They can eat
Their fill of some
- peach
- pear
- plum
Do you see the difference in this poem from the 1st draft posted?
S R Mats Jan 1
As write, post, and rework my poems I rely on your feedback to work my craft.  To write poetry is not mere pastime it is necessity for me .  Oh not that it pays the bills.  It merely helps to keep me sane.  An important endevor.

As we move into 2025 let's elevate our the quality of our work together.

My sincere thanks
S R Mats Jan 1
All free-born and wild

Into field stride
Nature's child
Barefoot run
- a peach
- a pear
- a plum

Bird song
Insect hum
Orchard fun
- a pear
- a plum
- a peach

One for each
For bird and bug
And for the child
- a peach
- a plum
- a pear

Into fields where
They can eat
Their fill of
- peach
- pear
- plum
I realized that I missed an opportunity to use a creative vehicle for rhyming within each stanza.  Please read and compare this rendition with the most resent one posted.
S R Mats Jan 1
One star waiting in the sky
All of the others hid.

A game of hide-and-seek
And I find.

Beneath clouds smile
And stay awhile

Until the sky clears
And I can see them all there

Waiting with sparkling smiles.
Clouds warming them all the while.
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