Lovely Beth

 

 

 

hard as a nail, hard as a bed

 

was lovely Beth, we've put to rest

 

lovely Beth was all that, she was a cold storm

 

a

 

screamin' kettle, a horse in a trot

 

lovely Beth was all that

 

 

soft in her head, soft in her heart

 

soft in her parts, soft an' very hard

 

lovely Beth was all that

 

 

a

 

mouse keen on cheese, a car in a junkyard,

 

a cow in a supermart

 

lovely Beth was all that

 

 

sof in her head, soft in her heart, soft in her parts

 

soft an' very hard

 

hard as a nail, hard as a bed

 

was  lovely Beth

 

 we've

 

put

 

to

 

rest

 

(c) JR.

Belinda

Belinda

 

lived her insane life, reachin' out to the naked skies

 

time an' time reachin' for that side

 

where angels fly in their blindin' light

 

 

speed

 

filled her days an' nights, maddening , demanding an' rough

 

a bird trying to catch the sun, she got burned on her last run

 

Belinda

 

queen of birds living a short life, tried to catch the sun

 

never got close to that light

 

time was getting short in supply

 

a line was cast to the other side

 

booze was a torment, drugs a need

 

this lady couldn't budge or leave

 

an' yes she kiceld it aside for a clean life

 

 

belinda

 

livin a short life, tried to catch the sun

 

never got close to the ligfht

 

(c) JR.

 



Engelse versie 'Meester Fluisteraar': 'Master Whisperer'

 

listen an'quiver 

hear the master in the wind, in that swift breeze

where he whispers about 'you an' I '  what 'you an' I  may not see

 

 

he

even whispers where a king resides in its corridors , in a chamberlain's chamber,

in a nobleman's' bed , in a kitchen's pots and pans or in the most sensitive ear of all

when a war lord comes to call

 

not only  a whisperer is he a listener his might rests upon all the global land

his whispers are ev'ry where and the spoils of war are his profit

written in the sand

 

 

listen an' quiver

if you know the master he protects whatever interests he has

might you confess a silenced whisper will remove the threat

from whatever confession you ever had

 

or

he whispers less and you will remain in his servitude might you flee

he will find you even in a hollow tree where again he will becxome

as the wind, a strong breeze, a gale if need

 

 

and
 wiithout remorse will deposite you under a fallen tree's dead leafs

or

leave you somewhere on a remote wasteland where nobody will ever believe

you're the residue

 

'The Master Whisperer'

 

leaves

 

 

(c)  JR.  2017



What's in a name

 

 

Amy

 

wrinkled face, droopey eyes, leather skin

 

hair

 

dyed

 

she's

 

more than your size

 

 

she loves  all the young men

 

she loves to dance an' dance

 

she loves to love in a bucket

 

she

 

loves

 

 little

 

Amy's

 

plumber

 

an'

 

all we do is call names

 

an'

 

all we do is play games

 

an'

 

all we do is tell mother

 

little

 

Gary Pucket

 

is

 

no

 

bother

 

 

(c) JR.

 

 



Forever changing

 

 

 

winds

 

are

 

 forever changing,

sweeping across the nations

 

blowing

 

a

 

war in to its creation

 

winds are forever changing

 

 

winds

 

are

 

forever changing

 

 

bringing words of a down fall

 

bringing words of damnation, bringing word of a truce

 

 

winds

 

are

 

forever changing
 

 

 

still the winds do blow, sweep all over the land

 

people rise to its tune, taking a world to its doom

 

leaving trouble in the sand

 

 

winds

 

are

 

forever changing

 

 

times are forever changing

 

rubbing out old things, bringing in the new

 

winds are blowing all the same

 

they

 

will always change, always be on time

 

a

 

war

 

will

 

always be on the rise

 

 

clouds will bring in the rain, givin' its battle to mankind

 

where its flames are brought to life, by a terrible gust of wind

 

 and

 

ashes

 

are

 

left to frighten,

where nobody think's he's  staying

 

 

the

 

winds

 

they

are

forever changing

 

 

(c) JR.



Easy ways

on

 

the hunt for some lonely ladies

 

 to

 

come to his mansion

 

 

 

is

 

a

 

love so wild yet so tender, an uncovered stone

 

 

a

 

king of beasts takes them home

 

 

never

 

seen one so gentle, never seen one so at ease

 

his

 

love can tease, his love can please

 

 

king of beasts lives at night

 

hunts

 

from

 

shadow to shadow untill it comes to a close

 

takin' them home where love is wild, where love is mild

 

king of beasts, is allright

 

 

 

his

 

approach is slow, his price is promissing

 

will she be staying, will she come home

 

to

 

taste his love, his gentleness

 

see his easy ways

 

will

 

she

 

taste

 

will she stay

 

 

(c)  JR.

There was thunder

 

 

 

 

 

a

 

woman can kill with so much

 

as

 

a

 

breath of love

 

a

 

woman

 

can kill with a look, love with an embrace

 

cry in the shade

 

a

 

woman

 

can kill with so much as a gentle touch

 

 

feel

 

the coldness of her arms, see the chill in her eyes

 

the

 

hate when she smiles, still she speaks of love

 

which

 

she

 

promissed but easily forgot

 

 

 

whatever

 

reason took her love, it wasn't completely lost

 

like

 

a

 

desease some of it never leaves, a faint  feeling remains

 

disturbing in fact, 'cause it doesn;t rest

 

 

always

 

a

 

stir a movement is there

 

she

 

knows it all too well, leaves her in despair

 

'cause

 

strong the hate, it's done in passion, love its name

 

 

 

her

 

strenght weakening, comin in for the kill

 

close to total surrender

 

there

 

was

 

thunder

 

 

(c) JR.

Dode bladeren

de

 

hemel opent zich

 

stuurt een ademtocht, die hen streelt

 

misschien gaan ze weer dansen

 

maar

 

hij

 

vergeet

 

 

'dode bladeren'

 

dansen

 

niet

 

zijn zucht is tevergeefs

 

 

(c) JR.

 

 

photo (c)  JR.

The stranger

 

 

 

 

 

 

see

 

the stranger come down the hill

 

he

 

lets the horse find its way at its own will

 

gently, the stranger leads it on, 'till he comes down and sees

 

the

 

people look at him

 

 

 

he's

 

from far away and thirsty up to this day

 

but

 

first the horse quenches his thirst

 

he's

 

a

 

stranger in a new world

 

 

 

the

 

people are anxious to hear the news

 

they

 

don't hear much in this out of the way place

 

he's

a

carpenter with gentle man's ways they can see that right away

 

and

 

he tells them stories of the old world

 

where once he stayed

 

and

 

they are pleased to have acknowledged they did the right thing

 

to

 

go

 

away

 

 

the

stranger is given a meal and asked to stay

 

but

 

he says he has too many stories to tell to too many people

 

he

 

has to be on his way

 

so he mounts his horse ande the carpenter with the gentleman's ways

 

rides of in to the distance

 

and

 

fades

 

away

Seasoned man

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I've

 

 seen many seasons come and go

 

seen winters die, summers grow

 

I'm

 

a

 

man of many seasons

 

 

love

 

found me once and went by

 

lasted 'till the end of summer

 

she went where the sun never sets

 

I

waved and never saw her again

 

a

 

midsummernights dream it was

 

 

 

the

 

hurt stayed with me many seasons

 

I never quite recovered from the pain

 

it

 

forever reminded me of her name

 

she stayed with me in my heart

 

she

 

 took posession of a big part

 

it's

 

been many seasons since

 

and

 

all I hear now is the wind

 

it

 

lives in the trees near me

 

I

 

form an image of her to see

 

but many seasons went by

 

life got a meaning again

 

it

 

now is an old memory that died

 

I'm

 

a

 

man

 

that saw mamy seasons

 

 

(c) JR.



prey

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

we're hunted prey

 

 

locked in to position

 

he's

 

 lookin down the barrel

 

a

 

kill in the making

 

 

he's a loner, doesn't care

 

it's how he lives

 

malicious,

 

cold

 

 

no feelings, has clarity, never asks why

 

a

 

gentleman in disguise

 

 

cold and kind, one of a kind

 

 

takes your life,

 

one of a kind

 

 

we're hunted prey

 

locked in to position

 

ready for the kill

 

he

 

knows

 

 

(c) JR.

Over the rainbow

 

 

 

come to me over the rainbow

 

tell me all about your fantasies

 

and

 

I'll

 

grant you eternal amnesty

 

 

come and bring your own sweetself

 

bring your own sweet pot of gold

 

'cause your a sweet human being

 

come to me over the rainbow

 

 

come to me with your tender heart

 

in

 

my life you'll be the biggest part

 

sail with me the oceans of the world

 

come to me, be my greatest pearl

 

and

 

I

 

will give you all I posess

 

it wil bring to me a time of rest

 

finally I have found my home

 

come to me over

 

the

 

Rainbow

 

 

(c)  JR.

 



Life

I'm

 

standing here right out of the blue, in a ray of light

 

don't know what to do

 

don't believe in life anymore, but I've go to hang on

 

just

 

for the sake of living

 

I

must

 

get through this  , it will cease to excist, but it'll  take time,

 

 

 

I

 

flip a dime

 

time will be all mine, my life is like a shell, hollow and empty

 

getting

 

drowned by its sea of emotion

 

 

 

thrust upon a shore, barely alive

 

I

 

will

 

recover

 

 

I

 

will crawl to freedom and take it by its tail

 

I

 

will shake it be once more in the running again

 

and

 

get

 

rid of my pain, that grabs me again and again

 

 

 

I

want to get rid of it  and be whole again,'cause I'm downcast

 

thrown un to the ground where I crawl around

 

looking for way out

 

as

 

always in myself , got to do it myself, to be whole again

 

I'll

 

take my stand , be back on the edge , work my way back

 

and

 

I

 

ask myself what do I want from this life

 

 

 

it

 

is

 

not much some sanity to live on in peace

 

and

 

lie

 

under the appletree

 

thinking

 

this life it is to

 

be

 

(c)  JR.

Little blue eyes

 

 

little

 

blue eyes, she has seen it all

 

her

 

innocence fell about the first time

 

a

 

gun roared like hell and when it came down

 

there

 

was only silence

 

 

it

 

wasn't easy to remain standing

 

 

 

 



little

 

blue eyes did just that, without a drop from her eye

 

she

 

looked out over the devistation, trying hard to undertsand

 

 

child's

 

eyes take in more than they need

 

 

ev;ry day

 

she cried a litle growing up

 

evr'day day a far cry from reality

 

 

in

 

the shadow of her life she cries

 

as

 

her

 

 litlle blue eyes were

 drowned

for

life

 

 

(c)  JR.

Midsummer night

 

 

 

 

 

 

I'm

 

standin' in the porch

 

with

 

the moon shinin' on my face

 

with

 

my mind in the past, seems like yesterday

 

it

 

looks all the same

 

I

 

still don't understand, we had a great thing goin'

 

all

 

of a sudden you went

 

to

 

merry

 

Marryland

 

 

me

 

an' my boat

 

must have been less interesting

 

I

 

still have it, might you wanna know

 

I

 

still fish, but I've lost my soul

 

 

 

last

 

thing I heard you married a lawyer down in Marry land

 

hope

 

you're  happy, can't say I am

 

never understood why you went, maybe some day

 

the

 

reason will be clear

 

 

 

Midsummernight

 

makes me moody, I really shouldn't care

 

but

 

there it is, it keeps creapin' up

 

something

 

Midsummernight

 

always

 

does

 

 

(c) JR.

 

 



Legandary man

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

he

 

has that familiar look

 

he

 

carries himself well

 

he

 

did a thing or two, made him the favourite

 

people

 

liked his name of all

 

 

 

looks

 

in the eye of a camera, shows his style an' his smile

 

broadcasted

 

throughout the land

 

 

he

is

 

a

 

man that never falls

 

he

 

was brought down by a bullet

 

the

 

legendary man took a fall

 

 

now

 

a

 

whole nation is in tears

 

he

 

personafied their biggest fears

 

they

 

know where it came from

 

his

 

worst enemies buried him

 

now

 

he

is

worshipped all over the land

 

the

 

legendary man is still here have no fear

 

 

(c)  JR.

Last Train

standin'in the road alone

 

I

 

see trains passin' by

 

I

 

don't know which one to take, don't know which way to go

 

Im

 

sad an' out of control

 

 

I

 

must make an effort, to pull myself together

there's

 

a

 

faint smell in the air, must be the turn of the weather

 

I'll

 

take

 

my

 

chances

whatever

 

 

 

I

 

lost too much of my life, it's shaken up startin' to slide

 

 

decisions

 are to be taken now

 

somethin' died in me today

 

I

 

must take it lyin' down

 

 

last train

 

is

 

at

 

the

 

station

 

 

I'll

 

take it got no explanation

 

it's

 

takin' me in to a future, I don't know much about

 

 

train's leavin'

 

I'm

 

checkin'

 

out

 

(c)  JR.

Blues

 

 

 

 

i

 

love the night life, in the dark corners

 

and

 

shades of night, where we find a piano playin

 

the

 

piano blues, bluer than life it self

 

 

 

 

driven

 

 

by 

 

a

 

burning ambition

 

leadin me in to temptation, with those haunting melodies

 

 

bound

 

by

 

dark desires

 

she's no hunter, she lets me go, blues surround her old piano

 

 

the

 

lights have an pale old glow

 

smoke cuts through shady places, like a wall hard to see through

 

 

blues

 

were never that good

 

whatever the menue, it's the blues

 

whatever her fancy it is to be blue

 

 

her

 

melodies ar rich in words and lonely without them

 

she

 

gives them het attention when she plays her piano

 

softly, teasing,  sometimes even a rising gale

 

 

she

 

takes what's on the menue, she lives under a blue moon

 

she

 

has the blues in a tight embrace, she loves the blues like her

 

own

 

sweet old lace

 

she's always in a blue

 

 haze

 

 

 

(c) JR.

Spitting kiss

a

 

woman to kiss is what I missed

 

 

always

 

wait 'till dark, kiss will come by itself

 

protected

 

by

 

an

old oak tree

 

with

 

your glasses on you kissed and missed me

 

hitting the tree

 

as

far as I can tell my ear was hit as well

 

it

 

was dribblin' wet, before I could say

 

 

'wrong place Beth '

 

 

 

she started over, neck, eyes, anything near by

 

couldn't  see the sky, my vieuw was blocked by a wholle lot of spit

 

 

kiss of a woman, yes kiss of a woman

 

I

 

missed

 

 

 

always wanted to be soakin' wet

 

have

 

a

 

worn out face, lips frayed at the dge my towel will have me dry yet

 

 

but

 

what a surprise, it's going on all the time

 

gettin' more

 

I

 

will ever need, some treat better she'll never be

 

finding new spots ev'rytime

 

kiss

 

of

 

a

woman yes kiss of a woman

 

is

 

what

 I

missed

 

 

 

(c) JR.

Dark Glasses

when

 

I

 

slide my dark glasses on, ev'rything changes in my room

 

in

 

 to

 

a

 

warm, old, friendly brown

 

there

 

are many shades of light, mine to be the shade of twilight

 

when

 

I

 

leave my surroundings I slide my dark glasses off

 

and

 

return to a bright lit world

 

 

yes

 

slide 'em on these dark brown glasses

 

they

 

take you in to a new world, where music, women and wine

 

are

 

the

 

benefiting trade down here

 

stay

 

there a litle while if you like, enjoy it to its most if you know how

 

make

 

yourself at home where the blues roam

 

stay

 

awake in the midst of the night, hear the sound of laughter ring

 

hear

 

the sound of toasting glasses, caress the walls of your surroundings

 

 

you're

 

the

 

talk of the town throughout, many faces wear a frown

 

of

 

what you might be doin' here in the little hours of the tranquil night

 

 

you're

 

invited to take a deeper insight, relax, ev'rybody here is allright

 

tonight

 

 

 

 

they

 

all

 

wear the same dark glasses , they're all here for a good time

 

they

 

don't expect you to go 'till light

 

so

 

sing alittle, talk a little, kiss a little

 

and

 

do

 

take your time in to the twilight and when you go home take off the shades

 

it'll

 

take you back to the room you came from

 

it'll

 

take you back to reality

 

again

 

 

(c) JR.

Like to read

love

 

to

 

read in my own time

 

I

 

need to know what's goin' on down the road all the time

 

 

it's

 

a way of life that has to be satisfied

 

and

 

I

 

want to know it all

 

 

read what's there to tell, sometimes it rings a bell

 

 

the

 

story they tell I know it all to well

 

it's about myself it is so crystal clear, I must have been here

 

come through a door opened years before

 

 

I,

I

 

didn't know I was on show

 

my

 

tale had been told, it's all in here to read

 

 

I

 

can't believe it's about me, 'cause I wasn't there

 

has been written in another time, that's the answer to me

 

 

so

 

I

 

read,  and read it well

 

first

 

person to know how life's gonna be

 

when

 

i

 

finish I wonder are there more like this

 

'cause it doesn't give  all the answers how a life

 

has to be lived

 

there

 

must be more people like me who like to read

 

come

 

across a story they can hardly believe

 

what it is they read when they understand they know they're

 

the

 

few chosen  that get a look

 

ahead

 

and

 

know what life's gonna be

 

 

(c) JR.



Looks like yesterday

clouds are breakin', sun's touchin' my face

 

standin' in the window, I hear it tearin''  at the frame

 

it's

 

wantin' to see inside

 

where emptiness is awake, 'cause you went when I slept

 

leaving me with a note, a reminder I failed

 

and

 

nothin'

 

remained

 

 

just one of those things, happens ev'rytime

 

startin' out to win, we ran out of time

 

and

 

time

 

creates and seperates as it has now

 

 

 

he'd been waitin' such a long time, you felt you owed him

 

your life

 

 

 

lookin' back it seems only yesterday

 

we

 

promised faith

 

yes

 

it

 

looks like yesterday

 

so

 

now I want to feel good, throw a switch

 

hear old music, but it doesn't give me that old feelin'

 

again

 

somehow it sounds different

 

if

 

it

 

doesn't want to be played, I'm searchin' for reasons

 

as

 

always I find a lot, none of them so serious

 

they coudn't be solved, looks like yesterday she made me believe

 

she'd never leave

 

 

she

 

up an' went when I slept, leavin' me a note

 

with

 

a

 

lot of reasons I never knew we had

 

 

looks like yesterday, she lay next to me

 

lyin' back in to arms, takin' a rest, still she went when I slept

 

destroying my confidence

 

in

 

whatever came next

 

 

(c) JR.

River Deep Mountain High English version

 

 

bein',

 

barely twenty I was cast down at the edge of my own abyss,

 

 hangin'

 

on,

 

just

 

 

runnin' its gauntlet ev'ryday, swimmin' in the dreg

 

of

 

its

 

ebb

 

 

smothered by the waves of its tide

 

 

 

kickin'  an' growlin'at the immobillity

 

that's

 

stoppin'

 

you

 

is

 

there still one thing drivin' you on

 

the

 

drive

 

of 

 

 'survival'

 

your conquest over mind an' time, the faillure of a hammered

 

body

 

guarantees, are none or just lost in time

 

one

 

word

 

keeps

 

comin' to mind

 

 

"Survival '

 

somethin' I never heard of or did

 

I

 

but

 

it's all you have, nothin' more, nothin' less, with time pressin' on

 

and

 

where

recovery is a withered leaf hangin' in the wind

 

with

 

that thought in mind, its creation is yours to have

 

 

the

 

future

 

a

 

vision in time, a next day its only purpose

 

and

 

your

 

'Survival '

 

always,  a case of dyin'  cryin' out for you ev'ryday

 

your

 

next

 

day

 

a

 

God sent gift never tried

 

days

 

years

 

decades

 

cling  like a cloak all the way

 

a

 

ghost of the past, livin' your yesterday

 

but

 

it's

 

all you have an' ever got

 

 

I

 

hear

 

a

 

tune

 

driftin' in on the wind

 

it's

 

River deep mountain high

 

thinkin',  is this for real, is this meant for me

 

my

 

life

 

a

 

 collection of notes in a once time hit

 

I

 

must have known what I did, without ever knowin' what I did

 

 

it

 

was my salvation

 

what did I miss a lot, yet now not of the importance

 

I

 

got

 

a

 

 second chance, where time is of the essence, bein' it all I've left

 

 

 

so

 

I

 

outlive my days one at a time, enjoy, 'till time overtakes me once again

 

and

 

grants

 

me

 

my

 

peace of mind

 

 

(c) JR.  2017

 



1966 River deep mountain high

 

 

even

 

twintig lig je gestrekt op de rand van een afgrond red je het

 

net

 

 

elke

 

dag ren je hobbels zwemmend in 't drab van hun eb

 

gesmoord

 

door de golven van een

 

tij

 

 

grommend

 

trappend naar hun immobiliteit die je tegenhoudt

 

maar

 

desondanks is er één ding dat je drijft

 

 

 

de

 

drang tot overleven jouw overwinning

 

op

 

geest en tijd

 

het

 

falen van een gehavend lijf, garanties zijn er niet

 

of

 

meestal

 

overtijd

 

 

 

één

 

woord dringt zich altijd weer

 

op

 

'overleven'

 

wat is dat nooit van gehoord

 

maar

 

je

 

moet het er mee doen

 

er

 

is

 

geen tijd om na te denken

 

want

 

de tijd dringt, herstel geen idee, met die gedachte creëer je een

 

eigenheid

 

 

het

 

is

 

een stukje bewustwording dat overblijft

 

 

 

de

 

toekomst

 

een

 

visioen

 

dat is wat je meekrijgt, dan raap je alles bij elkaar

 

een

 

volgende dag is het enige doel

 

 

 

dus

 

de kreet 'overleven' roept naar je elke dag

 

en

 

elke dag is er  één die je hebt gehad

 

de

 

volgende dag een 'Gods wonder'  werd ook nooit

 

verwacht

 

dagen, jaren en decennia sleep je met je

 

mee

 

 

een

 

geest uit het verleden die je leven leeft

 

maar

 

het

 

is

 

alles wat je hebt dat weet je

 

telt

 

je gebeden hoort ' River deep mountain high'

 

je

 

denkt dat zingen ze voor mij mijn leven een verzameling noten

 

in

 

en

 

hit

 

'k wist wel wat ik deed zonder dat ik 't wist

 

 

het

 

was mijn redding ik kwam overeind

 

wat

 

heb ik gemist,

 

veel maar dat is niet belangrijk

 

want

 

nu

 

krijg ik een tweede kans

 

kort dag

 

maar

 

het is alles wat er nog is, dus leef

 

ik

 

van

 

dag tot dag,

 

geniet tot de tijd mij weer inhaalt

 

en

 

die rust geeft waar ik al zo lang

 

op

 

heb

 

gewacht

 

 

(c) JR. 2016

 

 



Requiem

 

 

 

 

 

wanneer

 

'Duister'

 

in al z'n venijn ontwaakt

 

de

 

liefdeloze nacht

 

met een verstikkende mantel omhult

 

 

geeft

 

brekend licht in de aanloop naar 't requiem

 

de

 

agressie in al z'n facetten

 

prijs

 

 

( requiem : 'Dodenmis, eventueel met zang en dans) 

 

 

 

(c) JR.

Colours

pale

 

is

 

the

 

colour of my tears

 

 

blue

 

the

 

colour of my fears

 

 

black

 

the

 

colour of my anger

 

 

red

 

the

 

colour of my love

 

 

yellow

 

the

 

colour of my hate

 

 

white

 

my

 

spirit

 

 

green

 

the

 

colour of my jealousy

 

 

brown

 

the

 

colour of my eyes

 

 

purple

 

the

 

colour of my lies

 

 

violet

 

the

 

colour of the skies

 

 

grey

 

is

 

the

 

colour of the day

 

I

 

died

 

 

these

 

were

 

the

 

colours of my life

 

 

(c) JR. 2014

 



Najaar

druk

 

rustig slenter ik gehaast door de stilte

 

van

 

het oorverdovend lawaai in het bos

 

van alles scheurt mij voorbij het is er niet druk

 

niet

 

met ons mensen die je hier continue voor de voeten lopen

 

het

 

groen er uit rukken

 

 

maar

 

met het dier dat hier z'n domicilie heeft

 

doch

 

wel

 

zijn leven hier niet verdoet

 

 

 

hier en daar

 

om

 

mij

 

heen

 

 

hoor

 

ik een of andere plof, ik weet het al

 

het

 

is

 

een

 

losgebroken, onontplofte plof kip waardoor

 

een

 

geschrokken haas er als een haas vandoor gaat

 

zo

 

vredig, zo stil is het hier dat je zelfs de streken van een kale vos

 

kunt

 

horen

 

 

het

 

vogeltje dat hij belaagt, heeft hem door

 

die

 

slaat vliegensvlug op de vlucht als hij hem stoort

 

 

dan

 

hoor ik een schot

 

het is waarschijnlijk een jager die om een damhert, dat een dam slaat

 

niet heen kan

 

dat is dan balen vanavond even geen wild op

 

tafel

 

 

 

toch

 

het bos leeft, aarde komt omhoog

 

het is de mol die alles molt als hij om zich heen

 

slaat

 

maar

 

eenmaal boven is dat niet iets, zeker als je toch al niets ziet

 

waar

 

hij

 

zich zorgen om maakt

 

 

in

 

de verte hoor ik een knappend geluid

 

het

 

zegt mij dat er  ergens een uil een uiltje knapt

 

na

 

zijn

 

ontbijt

 

 

krachtig

 

zuig ik die met benzinedampen verpeste, heerlijke frisse boslucht

 

op

 

zo

 

vreselijk gezond hoest ik nog wat rond

 

 

ik

 

slenter verder en verder door dit prachtige, verwoeste bos

 

verderop

 

hoor ik de zang van een zwaan

 

die

 

van zijn zwanenzang geniet

 

maar

 

wijshouden

 

 

'Hollands Got Talent'

 

mist hem zeker niet waardoor het zwijn even niet oplet

 

en

 

met verbazing ziet dat hij hier één voor  één

 

zijn

 

paarlen

 

verliest

 

 

het

 

is zo mooi in dit bos waar alles zo kaal en troosteloos

 

is

 

dat

 

genieten de enige optie wordt

 

thuis

 

gekomen

 

ben ik blij dat ik weer even in die rustige, drukke, mooie, verloederede

 

natuur

 

ben

 

geweest

 

 

(c)  JR.