The cold of the streetsI walkIn lonelinessEmpty storesWhere is the happinessOf childrenPacking toysWhere is the laughterWhere is the cryWas it Christmas the day beforeThe sounds of Winter every dayThat was once, never moreWhen things were jollySnowrides and FennelThe sweet smell of candy canesWaiting to see JimmyThings from the pastLife like an empty film rollWhere areContinue reading “Fennel”
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The Cab
The CabDo you see the shining of the carsIn the darknessThe hellish white in contrast with the black nightIs it a coincidence that they’re all whiteOr metallic silverThoughtsOf a lonely observer in the nightA cab waiting patiently in the silenceIs there a story you want to tellWho is your passenger?What are you bringing me, cab?WhoContinue reading “The Cab”
In de Middag
Iedere middag, in the afternoonverstompt mijn hartDe woorden verkleeft in doffe kleiIedere middag, in de afternoonZal er geen woord meer klinkenDe witte sneeuw, koud en ongenadig.Every afternoon, in the afternoonMy heart filled with grieveWith thick bloodThe words stick together in dull clayEvery afternoon, in the afternoonThere will be no more wordsThe white snow, cold andContinue reading “In de Middag”
See You In Autumn
I’ll see you in AutumnWhen the days are short and the nights longFilled with wordsTo pick them out of the cold evening airThe air so thick, clouds packed with thoughtsThe memories of Poe and Frost, so close byWhere are you, my Sylvia, Emmy and my gliding LizzyThe smell of fallen leavesCreating mountains to ascendTaking theContinue reading “See You In Autumn”
Dublin Lace
I saw you on the streets of DublinYour hair curled up in a shellCovered with lacePale and smelling like the waterPike, Carp and tenchThe oldies, our bricksOur wooden tables, warm chairsAnd the smell of GuinnessIt still hurts how good you’re lookingSo fresh and clean as the morning dewThe pain of your beautiful facePressing on myContinue reading “Dublin Lace”
June
I don’t like to hear the birdsSing in MayIt reminds me of the goneMy lonely graveyardEasily forgottenFair bones to stare atFaces, whiteLaughs, they’re only teethI welcome them in JuneWarm nights and mysterious bringings.I like to hear the birdsSing in AutumnIn the last light, when the sun turnsThat singular lonely momentI like to hearTheir morning songPeacefulContinue reading “June”
The Love Day
De tijd die tiktDe ondraaglijke tijdAls een dikke vacht om me heenDe hitte op een Februari dagvan de eerste zonnedagIk sluit mijn ogenen ademIk probeer een koude zeebries in teademen, en door mijn lichaamheen te laten galmenWas deze dag maar snel voorbij. The time that ticksThe unbearable timeLike a thick fur around meThe heat onContinue reading “The Love Day”
Every Day Sunday
In the afternoonIt arrivesThe darknessOf the believersIn the crossIn his HolinessThe black crows of the churchOn the streetsSpreading their psalmsAs victims of diseasesThe silenceEvery day in the afternoonTheir preaching of their bookAnd their holy clockTick, tock, Tick, tockDevoutness and purityThe mirth goneThe flowers withering awayThe grey, only the greyEvery day in the afternoonIt’s Sunday
See You In Autumn
I’ll see you in AutumnWhen the days are short and the nights longFilled with wordsTo pick them out of the cold evening airThe air so thick, clouds packed with thoughtsThe memories of Poe and Frost, so close byWhere are you, my Sylvia, Emmy and my gliding LizzyThe smell of fallen leavesCreating mountains to ascendTaking theContinue reading “See You In Autumn”
Bed of Feathers 