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@acklum
Hello, my name is Raphael and my partner's name is Autumnalis! We ha… Autumnalis Galerina needs your support for Raffi and Autumn need help
Hello, how are you? I hope I am not bothering you.
I am writing to you as I am living through the hardest moments of my life. Hashem is slowly dying in front of my eyes and our children. He needs an urgent surgery, and I am helpless to save him.
Please, your donation and sharing of our story could be the reason my husband's life is saved! My children deserve not to lose their father.
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Hello,
I don't know you @aid-familybrl , I do however understand how horrible it feels to be helpless to save people you care about.
My friends Raphael and Autumnalis have survived unspeakable horrors, they were trafficked, and things were done to them that I hope you can't imagine. On top of that everything has been taken from them, not just money and belongings, but health, safety, pets and family too. They need your help.
My friends are currently fleeing from their attackers and in grave danger. Please, your donation could bring them safety. Their children deserve a chance to live.
Hello, my name is Raphael and my partner's name is Autumnalis! We ha… Autumnalis Galerina needs your support for Raffi and Autumn need help
shiny balloon
ribbon weft through small fingers
not let go
unwoven
flown
string left dangling
a flash of sunlight
clouds foiled
earth cries
helium laugh climbing through the sky
-acklum
Pretentious, moi?
Ceci n'est pas un poème.
It's only a poem
when there's a butterfly
to grace these lines
with it's eye for rhyme
faked on fluttered wings
(in lowercase)
or a bird to sing
of the things
we hide within
our feathered hearts.
There should be moonlight
to glimmer
and a lake to hold stars
maybe glimpsed from afar
and a lover to yearn for
imagined in your arms.
Quibbles such as "If
the moon is up, shouldn't it be
a moth?" belong
to soulless prose
"Je suis un poète!"
Add a rose with thorns
for a metaphor
and petals fall
to the dusty floor
in memento mor-
i.
Break
Heaven
to get outside
when the sun shines.
Rats scamper happily,
extractor fans whistle.
I listen.
No demands
just daylit reality.
Sand set in concrete sparkles,
a dandelion leans out
from beneath the wheelie bin.
Today the loading bay
feels like heaven
to me.
-acklum
-acklum
Yesterday, finally, the rain came.
I cried into my mop bucket
then washed the floor clean.
Today I threw away my newspaper
as I went down in the river
and warmth returned.
In the shadow of the willow
I sit on the bank
trees reflect on the surface
graylings swim below –
old souls know
how the river changes.
A damselfly (in no distress)
floats over flowing water
glowing bright blue in the light
of the new sun.
A plant can grow
from silt through water
to surface in air –
minnows never see
how lilies show their flowers
to the stars.
-acklum
The prospect of grief
The page has been blank all morning.
I walk through cobwebs
swallow rocks that look like bread
blow smoke at the clouds.
Sink a little further into waterlogged earth.
I hear a quiet weeping in the distance
and blink back the sting of salt.
-acklum
cough up
wait stop every vehicle close
blows up
pages rush past dirty breath
exhausted earth
sullied soil
solid gas air lungs
chokehold
burn eyes burn tyres
tired
burn it all down
faster progress
more commerce
inedible goods
indelible harms
all consumed
sacrilege to chew
-acklum
nevertheless
each day wake face silence unknown
terrible known
each day mourn
for another
almost
another each small day waning from
another borrowing
too much to find worthwhile
not at all
needed
respect each choice
each dry day
chosen
after months
desert eyes have water
sprung from dream depths
flood dawn under dread oceans
disconnect
another
not me
not directly seen
nevertheless
hold experience
helpless guilt
each day
never the less
love
nevertheless
-acklum
Break
Heaven
to get outside
when the sun shines.
Rats scamper happily,
extractor fans whistle.
I listen.
No demands
just daylit reality.
Sand set in concrete sparkles,
a dandelion leans out
from beneath the wheelie bin.
Today the loading bay
feels like heaven
to me.
-acklum
kindness can win
flowers nod, yes
and tremble
soft shadows
sun through petals
sparrows bathe
in dust
feathers flutter
fragile, fleeting
breezy days
agree
-acklum
the seat next to me is empty
gulls soar grey against grey over the vast ocean of car park
one day I will be fine
flood lights shine white light despite the sun clouds build up high towers pressure piles on
for the next few hours I have to forget
when it's time to work roll up my sleeves to hide where rain has dampened fabric
too late to pretend I don't care
-acklum
plastic bear eats plastic wrappers
it'd be peaceful here if not for the road
nowhere to go but shopping
thirty precious minutes
before sign in
sun shining hot
through mandatory dark coloured trousers
this is what normal people do
on a Sunday
I guess
watch them move along
on slow meander
from car park to checkout
so much more to need
than sunlight and time
heavy bags to carry
picnic area always empty
you don't come here to rest
unless
you're waiting with pen in hand for a shift to start
or happier amongst pine cones and bird shit
than sanitised commercial seating
the air down here is polluted by petrol
but it's free to look up at midges dancing
under a blue sky
no purchase necessary to sit
we always find ways to survive
the scavenging sparrows and I
-acklum
contracted hours
cold room grey floor full of unused stock
learn new systems to disguise profit as care
numb toes heavy door full of potential
exit must remain for your own safety closed
-acklum
less than nothing
ancient aching temples
full of charts, spreadsheets, tables
nailed down to prevent upturning
numbers written in red