Blue mind

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Published on Facebook pages – 'Art, Literacy, Poetry', Dzeja No Sirds, Facebook Poetry Society, Igniting The Spark, Invisible Poets, Ivo Bierands, On My Mind, Poetry Prompts, Poetry UK, Poetry Universe, The Love of Poetry on 31/10/24.

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I reached November

In the middle of summer,

My leaves faded

In yellow and brown,

Late autumn storms

Came early

Stripping off me

Naked,

My bare body

Freezes in ice-cold rain,

My heart still blossoms

But December comes

It doesn’t knock

On my door

It freezes my heart

Suddenly and goes.

07.06.23

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Published on Facebook pages - Absolutely Yours - Poetry, Lyrics & Music, 'Art, Literacy, Poetry', Beautiful poems & quotes, Dzeja No Sirds, Facebook Poetry Society, For The Love of Poetry, Global poet & poetry, Igniting The Spark, Invisible Poets, Ivo Bierands, Life through poetry & writing, On My Mind, Quote, Poems & Poetry, Poetry Autopsy, Poetry critique, Poetry Groups, Poetry lover, Poetry Lovers, Poetry Official, Poetry Prompts, Poetry UK, Poetry Universe, Poetry world, Poets & poetry lovers, The hands on poem writers, The Love of Poetry, The Passion of Poetry, The poetry club, The Poetry Corner Official, Urdu poetry – Love Poetry Sad Poetry on 18/12/24

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This cell-phone,

My dear,

Is nothing more than,

Just a jewel plain

To show off myself

In public,

I appear.

09.06.23

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This poem was quoted at The Triangle bar/Shipley/Bradford at 'Rhubarb' poetry evening (29/11/23)

Published as audio on Facebook pages - Absolutely Yours - Poetry, Lyrics & Music, 'Art, Lit-eracy, Poetry', Beautiful poems & quotes, Dzeja No Sirds, Facebook Poetry Society, For The Love of Poetry, Global poet & poetry, Igniting The Spark, Invisible Poets, Ivo Bierands, Life through poetry & writing, Quote, Poems & Poetry, Poetry Autopsy, Poetry critique, Poetry Groups, Poetry lover, Poetry Lovers, Poetry Official, Poetry Prompts, Poetry UK, Poetry Universe, Poetry world, Poets & poetry lovers, The hands on poem writers, The Love of Poetry, The Passion of Poetry, The poetry club, The Poetry Corner Official, Urdu poetry – Love Poetry Sad Poetry on 29/12/24.

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His mouth

Was full

Of white fishbones,

Sharp and rough,

When he spoke out,

They spiked my heart.

It healed

Leaving timeless marks

In itself.

26.06.23

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This poem comes from my book ‘Don't Say Goodbye.'. Chapter

14.

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You are pill universal

In the glass of silver,

There is no reversal

When you pain enter.

You do me a favour

Setting me free forever.

You have no flavour

Requesting for no water.

28.08.23

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This poem was quoted at Josefs K café/Bradford at Beehive poetry evening on 23/11/23

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This poem was quoted at Josefs K café/Bradford at Beehive poetry evening on 23/11/23

recorded as reel.

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This poem was quoted at Josefs K café/Bradford at Beehive poetry evening on 23/11/23

Recorded as reel

The most expensive thing

I ever had,

Is my breath,

There is nothing else

I have paid more

Than

To have

Six hundred and seventy

Million breaths.

17.09.23

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This poem was quoted at Josefs K café/Bradford at Beehive poetry evening on 23/11/23

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Dry tree branches

Grow into me,

Forming me

The way

I don’t want

To be.

17.09.23

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Published on Facebook pages – Facebook Poetry Society, Igniting The Spark, Ivo Bierands, On My Mind, Poetry Prompts, Poetry UK, and The Love of Poetry on 11/09/24.

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I was afraid

What will happen

Before my heart started to knock

in my chest.

I’m worried about

Where my road will take me

When my body will resist me.

11/09/24

This is fiction and playing around with unlucky love. The theme of this poem is Blue Mind.

Originally it was written on 24/06/23

Rather water

I take,

Not your love,

It’s too thick

When I drink it,

My throat

Goes sick,

Please,

Dilute it,

Otherwise

Keep me away

From it.

It was amended on 15/01/25 using the Writer’s Organisation SErpendipity topic (07/01/25):

SEVERE FEATHER WARNINGS, what do feathers represent? Not just bad luck and poor weather for ducks! Angels?! Or create your own narrative… Go!

Published on Threads, X and YouTube.

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Rather I stay away

Then drink your cherry sweet love,

Your hugs burn my soul

Making me scream,

I lose my voice

When your lips meet mine,

I fear your gentle peacock feathers touch

Being afraid it will reach my heart

Contaminating with the evil’s breath.

15/01/25

The poem was written originally on 18/06/23

I came naked

I can’t fake it,

And I’ll go naked,

I can’t take it,

All that I have

Is just a show

Before I go.

It was rewritten on 15/01/25 and joined the session of Blue mind.

Recorded as reel

I came naked as a white paper sheet

Bringing here nothing else than myself

And my dreams that are staining my life

With a desire to get a physical shape

As I do,

I believe,

I’ll go with a short notice,

Shaking off everything

That I cannot carry over

There

Where I won’t bother anyone with my screaming dreams,

Leaving whatever will seem valuable

For living existence here

To have and enrich

Their endlessly unsatisfied material worlds.

Ivo Bierands

17/01/25

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