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 Feb 21 Gerry Sykes
Zelda
He wears a broken watch,
Frozen hands, a falling arrow
Invisible letters, clear as change—

She loves him

Twice a day,
His broken watch tells this truth:
Love is frozen.
No need to wonder,
No need to question.

Very extraordinarily eternally

And time—
Twinkling,
Twirling,
Turning,
Ticking
February 20, 2025
A smile is the first invitation to everything.
It’s the first step to world peace.
Smile more.



Shell ✨🐚
Let’s make everyone feel welcome and loved.
To make this world a better place.
Hypothesis:

Two souls, entangled, cosmically bound,
A binary system, forever entwined.
A subtle connection, felt but not known,
A mystery, a secret, alone.

Experiment:

Proximity brings intensity,
A pull, a force, a gravity.
Emotions rise, feelings ignite,
A connection deep, a mystical light.

Observations:

No understanding, no explanation clear,
A puzzle unsolved, year after year.
Yet, a bond exists, a cosmic tie,
A love unknown, a mystery why.

Conclusion:

Before time began, a pair they were,
A chiral bond, forever sincere.
Entangled souls, forever drawn,
A love eternal, from the dawn.
I leave you with the query; how would you describe and explain the bond between soulmates?
 Feb 21 Gerry Sykes
Green
I run, desperately
a constant motion
almost as if I’m
chained to a treadmill

Yet I look around
and others run too
are they following me?
Or am I them

How I wonder
What is this thing
We are running from?

Perhaps it’s boredom
the silence
The terror of being alone

Not knowing
We are at the edge of serenity
But it slips further
The faster we go
 Feb 20 Gerry Sykes
matt r
two maybe three times a day the
wave
crashes on the surfer but he's
ready
he's seen the tide he's breathed
it
he's drank it and got it all bubbled
up
in his stomach like me with two
feet
on dry land but at least he's in
halfpipe
dreamland dancing the earthtime
groove
at least he knows what he's in
for
i'll just slalom down this beach
in
my petty thematic way and i'll
kick
over the sandcastles in protest
of
this prima nocta glassdust.
 Feb 20 Gerry Sykes
Mitch P
I can hear your voices falling
Up the stairs
Like shadows from the living room
A song stuck in my head
That I can only hum.

When I’m older I’ll remember
Feeling warm and hearing
The music of your laughter
Muffled by the door
And I won’t know the details
But the stories, I’ll remember.
 Feb 20 Gerry Sykes
Khoisan
I
n
rules of creation
Destiny
must have
a
true
relation
with
T
i
m
e
and
Patience
A
Khoisan proverb
.
 Feb 20 Gerry Sykes
Jaanika
Every girl is like a flower.
They bloom, when it is their time.
Colorful petals are caused by one's love towards them.
But when they get hurt,
they will stop being gorgeous

and lose all of their power

as do flowers when their season is over
or
somebody breaks them.

Every girl is like a precious flower,
like a treasure.
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