BG 155 – Haiku (EN)
the scent of winter
from in between the pages
and leather, the book
Poems
Poems in English.
I write most of my poems in Dutch though (see Gedichten).
By translating them they would loose parts of their meaning, their rhythm, their appeal.
BG 151 – Wagging Weightlessness (Tautogram)
why would we wonder
while whole worlds with wings
wrestle whoever, whatever, whenever
wholeheartedly willing wonderment
witty window-ledges wither with
words written where wildlife wanes
what will withdrawal waste
when wild winds want womanhood
women whose wisecrack wisdom
wills wonderful well-aimed worlds
within wintertime wondrous walls
while wilderness wantingly waits
wagging weightlessness
BG 140 – Haiku (EN)
head absorbed in phone
luckily just avoided:
homo appicus
BG 137 – Average city folks
look at them go
between the houses
offices, apartment buildings, high-rises
over asphalt, along concrete
hurried, rushed, stressed
constantly surrounded by
noise, light, bustle
traffic, commerce
traffic jams, air pollution
their gaze and attention on
their electronics
barely aware of
their own inner self, let alone
of nature, of the
wonder of the universe
that surrounds them
of life itself …
BG 117 – Sea
Achtergrond bestaat uit vierkantjes van 1,5 cm, geschilderd met acrylverf.
Tekst is digitaal toegevoegd.
(Met een knipoog naar grafisch ontwerpers voor het lettertype…)
Background consists of 1.5 cm squares, painted with acrylic paint.
Text has been added digitally.
(With a wink to graphic designers for the font…)
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BG 115 – Haiku (EN)
between the rubbish
of the fierce last winter storm
timid small crocus
BG 114 – Forest
Achtergrond bestaat uit vierkantjes van 1,5 cm, geschilderd met acrylverf.
Tekst is digitaal toegevoegd.
(Met een knipoog naar grafisch ontwerpers voor het lettertype…)
Background consists of 1.5 cm squares, painted with acrylic paint.
Text has been added digitally.
(With a wink to graphic designers for the font…)
* Tip: Shop
BG 107 – Haiku (EN)
winter at the hearth
thick book gentle in both hands
glowing adventure
BG 86 – Blackout Poem
She wore
water droplets
on
her eyebrows
and
she spoke of
interest in life
realized
at least
in the pur-
suance of
satisfaction
BG 71 – Blackout Poem
The noise of
better places to go
her staying out all night
calm down
no reason to
be reasonable
BG 46 – Blackout Poem
She was
a typical
beauty
fabulous
her lips were
generous
But…
said to him
About that night, about us
let’s not talk about it
It’s over
He thought
I can’t hear a thing
BG 29 – Mona
Daddy daddy daddy
daddy daddy!
Yes, sweetheart?
I’m going to fly daddy daddy.
Good.
She takes off and jumps high
with a big turn, look at her fly …