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 Nov 2024 S R Mats
Vivi
warm
 Nov 2024 S R Mats
Vivi
he's here

and once again i fall slowly
light as a feather
gravitating to the river
to be washed away
by the peaceful flow
 Nov 2024 S R Mats
Liana
A blue jay perches
Watches the autumn leaves fall--
And stays there alone
I honestly didn't even know what a Haiku was (I knew it was a type of poem but nothing else)before this website. It's my first time trying, and it was really hard! I did my best, though it didn't turn out as good as I hoped. I decided to post it anyway.
 Nov 2024 S R Mats
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98.6˚ (37˚)
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i guess ive always had a thing for fire
standing too close -
letting the smoke suffocate me,
the smell latch onto me.
i know i might burn,
but it’s where i want to be -

ignited by all of this desire inside of me
more gas,
more flames
 Nov 2024 S R Mats
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Anxiety wraps
itself around me,

like a coat that
doesn’t fit me

like a lover that
doesn’t love me

like a fire that
doesn’t warm me
I rewrote this poem because it felt unfinished.
 Oct 2024 S R Mats
L B
You might be surprised by what people read
at the kitchen table
in the evening
with dinner to the side

As for where to die?  
At the kitchen table
like my neighbor Betty—

slumped over her newspaper
arms above her white and lonely head.
 Oct 2024 S R Mats
Khoisan
It is almost strange

the nurse who caught me remains

a beautiful bird
 Oct 2024 S R Mats
Thomas Wood
At a desk, coffee sachets rest.
Long-life milk harbours
white dreams of expiry.
Shuffling in his forgetful nest
a grey man blinks
at the intruding light.

Americo, do you remember
your antique power,
that opened like a rose
on the walls of Hiroshima?
 Oct 2024 S R Mats
Don Bouchard
Ever the Optimists,
We Men.
Wee Men, we.
Wowed by
Simplicity.
Confused by
Complexity.
Slain by
Women's smiles.
Ever the Optimists,
We Men, we.

Wheeeeee!
I steal your words
rearrange them
everything I write
becomes a Hymn.
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