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