Winter moods
Lifes blues
isn't that bad
when we
dare to look
under eachothers hats
releasing the bats
with a fear to look backwards
and a view of the beauty
with the laws of nature
and dead in sight
like skating away on thin ice
with a daylight unborn
sunbeam
with knowledge shifting
in mind
as we breed and breed
with the dailyn sun
that feeds our lonely moonlight
and the strategy of life and time
makes oppurtunities
and howling wolves
makes paranoid eyes
in destructive masks,invented
unbound,unchained by love
in a new born colourfull
vision,brings love control
or deadly visions
as we light our candles
in private windows
with travelling bones
keeping wisdom
when the engine's running
to reach my home
eyes to see
the cruelty and kind
the flight or fight
time and courage
destiny unknown
with a knowledge in friendship
we create our own plane
to come together
and reach out of the game'
for cruelty and greed
as we ask for forgiveness
to see the pain in our own plain
it's takes time and courage
and love in frienships
to reach out of the game
with knowledge in a chess bord
and music in ears
with hope in feelings
and inspiration in life
makes brightly coloured butterflies
and the smell of flowers
in the sleepy time of winter.
J.S.2006
isn't that bad
when we
dare to look
under eachothers hats
releasing the bats
with a fear to look backwards
and a view of the beauty
with the laws of nature
and dead in sight
like skating away on thin ice
with a daylight unborn
sunbeam
with knowledge shifting
in mind
as we breed and breed
with the dailyn sun
that feeds our lonely moonlight
and the strategy of life and time
makes oppurtunities
and howling wolves
makes paranoid eyes
in destructive masks,invented
unbound,unchained by love
in a new born colourfull
vision,brings love control
or deadly visions
as we light our candles
in private windows
with travelling bones
keeping wisdom
when the engine's running
to reach my home
eyes to see
the cruelty and kind
the flight or fight
time and courage
destiny unknown
with a knowledge in friendship
we create our own plane
to come together
and reach out of the game'
for cruelty and greed
as we ask for forgiveness
to see the pain in our own plain
it's takes time and courage
and love in frienships
to reach out of the game
with knowledge in a chess bord
and music in ears
with hope in feelings
and inspiration in life
makes brightly coloured butterflies
and the smell of flowers
in the sleepy time of winter.
J.S.2006
Reacties op dit gedicht
| M@rcel: | Maandag, december 18, 2006 18:24 |
| heel mooi geschreven Jurgen Liefs M@rcel |
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| Phriar: | Zaterdag, december 16, 2006 19:54 |
| I''m sorry but this poem is anything but finished. The verbs are not accurately used, the structure is terrible and spelling leaves much to be desired. I''m sorry to be so harsh but it''s probably better if you take this one back to the drawing board. In its current form it is quite unreadable... | |
| Augustijntje: | Zaterdag, december 16, 2006 16:24 |
| indeed, it takes time, courage,love and so much more.. but the knowledge that it isn''t impossible is a victory in itself! very well written x! |
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| kerima ellouise: | Vrijdag, december 15, 2006 21:15 |
| it really takes the effort to read...but what I read...is filled with deep and inner feelings...and well written sentences...I throw my hat for you... liefs, kerima ellouise |
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| Dylirium: | Vrijdag, december 15, 2006 11:41 |
| It takes an effort to read behind the words, but it''s written with an hidden desire.....hang in there you will make it.... hug xx |
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| Dirk Hermans: | Donderdag, december 14, 2006 23:47 |
| mooi | |
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| Gepubliceerd op: 14 december 2006 | ||
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