zaterdag 23 september 2017

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.

vrijdag 22 september 2017

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.

2018

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