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I don't  care for the opinions of others,
I dress well but in attires I feel comfortable,
I eat when I want to,
I sleep when I want to.
I still coach a few students to keep me busy,
I love the feel of water,
So take my time in the shower.
I am not into meat,
I love fruits and nuts,
I must have an ice cold glass of coconut water everyday.
I keep in touch with my children, my sister, nieces, nephews and friends,
On the phone or WhatsApp,
My son and daughter ring me everyday sharing anecdotes and news of mundane things in our life.
Living alone is an advantage,
Nobody to nag you what to do.
18/11/2024
 Nov 18 Thomas W Case
nivek
valued tome
scarce words
inscribed stone
laid down
crushed bone
mere dust
whispered love
poets tryst
forgotten name
weathered silence
green vine
shadows fall.
 Nov 18 Thomas W Case
nivek
out the silence
'from the nothing'

faces searching
'with candle flame'

an unending forever
lit with stars.
Nature's best musicians sing
Over lakes and ponds and streams
Sweet and salty waters hum
My guitar strings gently strum

Let the melody of worlds
Convey her gentle sound through you
Drown in deep blues
Sing in strong reds
So that you might live in purples

Follow singing rivers ahead
Go where no man's ever tread
Stay until you loose yourself
Stay until you loose your self
Still waiting for the good times?
they'll come
and hopefully, before you get run
over by a bus,
because everyone bar none are
procrastinating
and
that's why most people are late in
to work.

Exaggeration pops out like perspiration on
a marathon runner in the summer on that long road
and we're going nowhere.

but we're happy if we're happy and know no different.
Who can know
just where the water flows,
we can only ride
travelling with the tide,
life is a journey
however brief,
each of us sailing
a helpless spinning leaf
 Nov 18 Thomas W Case
Rick
smoking a bag full of memories
over the flame of your past
you get high on a girl
you no longer love
but can’t stop thinking about
and there’s nothing you can do
to change the way it went down,
only imagine what could’ve been
if you’d done things a bit differently
which somehow hurts more yet makes
you chuckle on the inside
and now’s she’s out there
with other people,
in other places,
doing other things
that don’t involve you
while you sulk in the corner
with the useless bottle,
the useless tears
and the useless fantasies
that you’ve never lived in.
I say relax kid,
if you look back on the entirety of yourself,
you’ve made it through drug overdoses,
car crashes, untruthful rumors, utter loneliness,
suicide attempts and the impeccable timing of bad luck
I’m fairly certain you’ll make it through this too,
it’s only heartbreak.
Had a great idea for a poem
Fell asleep and it turned into a dream
Wish I had written it down
Or at least jotted a note
Posting my dreams
Here
Won't work
It's hard to
Write you
As a font
Hate when that happens
Today
I decided
not to rhyme

The words
in volleys
poorly formed

Predicates
outcast
covers smashed

Their accents
bouncing
meanings lost

Today
I decided
not to rhyme

Appeasing
some
beyond the fence

Connections
broken
  phrases served

Playing tennis
without
— a net

(The New Room: November, 2024)
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