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  Nov 2021 CZ
Solange Loe-Sack-Sioe
Dear friend,
You walk with me and hold my hand
On days there is no sun
for me
No rainbow on grey sky
You listen to my agony
Even wipe my tears when I cry.

All you do to make me forget
To make me smile again
I know I always can count on
you when everyone else
has left.

You’re also the first to call
and ask me “friend how are you”
The last to leave my side
In the darkest of my days
You never walk away.

Dear friend you are very dear to me.
The best friend one can have.
You really are my mainstay.
A lightbeam in my dark.
I want to let you know
today and say
“ Thank you”.



Shell✨🐚
Thank you my friend.
Volveré como el cuervo
al sentir hedor muerto
volveré a verte cantar todo.

Tengo la boca llena
de espinas por mentirme al espejo,
hago tregua con mi enemigo
que soy yo mismo
y le miento, pues cruzo los dedos.

Por que he dejado de escribir
las palabras que canto,
por que he dejado el firme dulce
sabor de cantar con amigos,
por que he dejado todo aquello,
el alma , la fotografía, el arte.

Volveré, yo siempre vuelvo,
siempre vuelvo a caer...
en mi enredadera
la mente
pero siempre salgo,
hay luz allá afuera.

Crece y vuelve...
  Nov 2021 CZ
Oceara Miedema
I was falling apart.
Every day.
I started falling for you.

I didn't know where to pick the pieces from.
Pieces to give, to show, to live.
I gathered some.

But once they fell again you treated me like a child.
A child that knocked over its block tower.
Like I was stupid for doing so.

Not noticing I was falling apart and tripped.
That's why I hit the blocks.
The black blocks of this tower.

It was fragile like me and made to fall.
Like me.
But each block is too strong to break.

Maybe there were just too many to keep this fragile tower standing.
And maybe if you looked you would have noticed.

But you were never taught to look and always too busy to see.
No one is to blame.

But now I'm lying here with these pieces everywhere all by myself.
Not knowing where to pick these pieces from again and again.....
Why won't you see?
I wish I could swim so I'd be floating.

No need for building, not need for holding, if it rains blocks I'll dive under.
Meet me there.

You would love me.
Now you don't cause I'm too much, I can't get it together, whatever.
Can't keep trying to find pieces to give, pieces to show, pieces to live.
**** these blocks up into a deep black hole and let me swim.
I'm falling apart.
Every day.▪️◾️◼️⬛️
10-11-21
  Nov 2021 CZ
Antony Glaser
After the rain settles
the Fieldfare appear one by one
The fledging Sun paints shadows,
clouds part themselves
Barefoot,
on cold bracken
we look for the threadbare
stumps and leaves
Winter cold,deep
against its snare, snaps.
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