The gift
A puzzle slaps you in the face
time is still a human game
an ancient song still strikes the ear
Time to rock a million boats
music makes you shake your bones
and the sparrow still screams in summer skies
where happiness can reach it’s throne
with love in all flowers
and life in a chess game
with strategies in mind
and handmade boobytraps
can kill the luck
when death is for certain
and doesn't always leave a trace
but love is a gift
that’s still in the air
J.S.2006
time is still a human game
an ancient song still strikes the ear
Time to rock a million boats
music makes you shake your bones
and the sparrow still screams in summer skies
where happiness can reach it’s throne
with love in all flowers
and life in a chess game
with strategies in mind
and handmade boobytraps
can kill the luck
when death is for certain
and doesn't always leave a trace
but love is a gift
that’s still in the air
J.S.2006
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Dirk Hermans: | Zondag, juli 16, 2006 22:05 |
| prachtig | |
| switi lobi: | Zondag, juli 16, 2006 14:31 |
| Where ever you go....there is always the love that keeps moving. Nice poëm Jurgen, liefsliefs, switi lobi |
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| M@rcel: | Zondag, juli 16, 2006 12:31 |
| prachtig Jurgen Liefs M@rcel |
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| Littledolphin: | Zondag, juli 16, 2006 06:49 |
| heel erg mooi geschreven,ik heb het graag gelezen!groetjes en een dikke knuffel! | |
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| Auteur: cosmicdoom | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Anastacia | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 16 juli 2006 | ||
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