BG 351 – Baby duck
That cute little duckling
had me chuckling
with its little foot protruding
and its cutest face including
a little air of bluff
‘t was my favorite ball of fluff!
Poems
Poems in all kinds of shapes and sizes.
BG 344 – Little
There is too little little!
Everything is full of a lot.
Of more, even more, most, even more, absurd much.
We need more less.
BG 335 – Art and writing (Limerick)
that passion for art and for writing
both soon in her life were igniting
though life took its course
with thundering force
she still finds creating exciting
BG 327 – Haiku (EN)
gentle springtime breeze
fresh buds open silently
sun kisses the earth
BG 317 – Love the world
LOVE THE WORLD
people and animals, flowers and trees
wind, rain and sunshine, rivers and seas
LOVE THE WORLD
fix the climate, stop hating away
embrace the wonder
of every new day
LOVE
THE WORLD
BG 313 – Haiku (EN)
a caterpillar
enjoying the winter snow
chose not to transform
BG 309 – The magical lamppost
In the pitch dark
of the early winter morning
the lamppost scattered
enchanting, soft
luminous snowflakes
in a broad flared
white triangle
downwards.
The dry hedges and
the cold grass
received a layer
of woolly white,
but on the street
the triangle lost
its magic and
became puddles.
BG 293 – Haiku (EN)
tender white petals
with a golden round center
glowing in the sun
BG 292 – Blackout Poem
He found it hard to
identify his
contempt, indifference
and irritation
found it almost impossible
and
He had a
secret dream of a dramatic
last-minute
shock
Like a blow between
the eyes
Both
grace and dignity
and
a knowing smile
BG 271 – Luscious (Nonet poem)
My most favorite time of the year!
When the gloomy clouds disappear
And the sun regains power
When plants start to flower
And all the birds sing
Lambs jump around
On green ground
Luscious
Spring!
BG 265 – Barely visible
I look at her, she looks like me.
Between the meanwhile dark outside and the inside, lit only by a small screen, there was initially only a smooth, dark rectangle.
But when I got closer, a barely perceptible shadow appeared, with spots of optical illusion in dark gray on dark gray.
Around her, the cold dark rectangle dominates, lying upright.
If I look deeper, if I look right through her, I can just see the outlines of trees and shrubs in the garden, quietly waiting for the sun to rise again tomorrow.
Perception on three levels.
I smile at her who looks like me and close the curtains.
BG 262 – Haiku (EN)
bright and shiny snow
covers our fine world today
with innocent white
BG 257 – Blackout Poem
too bloody keen
wanted
wanted
and surprised that
it couldn’t be
free
and
simple
BG 247 – And then some (Limerick)
A writer and artist in Belgium
at work found the perfect momentum
with lines and some flair
and words everywhere
made poems and drawings and then some
BG 240 – Haiku (EN)
the heat of the sun
lovingly strokes my shoulders
and creates freckles
BG 226 – Sing it out loud (Song Lyrics)
the wind brought clouds of whisper
that made you feel confused
and raindrops made the dust
settle on your hectic world
you don’t know what to think of it
and don’t know what to do
if you hardly know
what it is about
put it into words
and sing it out loud
the world felt like a dire place
and you could hardly cope
but now you’ve found the sparkle
found that little flame of hope
and you’re willing to engage
in building brighter days
when you’ve left behind
that pressing dark cloud
put it into words
and sing it out loud
the people seemed against you
but it was just the way you thought
…
BG 209 – Wake up
Take a moment to consider
what is important to you
what gives meaning to your life.
Attention and likes
on social media
or rather real contact,
friendship, wonder.
Indulge in more and more
consumption or rather
be content with what you have
and take better care of your environment
before it’s too late.
What have you done today
to make the world
a little more beautiful?
WAKE UP in
twenty twenty-four!
BG 207 – Tomcat (Limerick)
There once was a brave little tomcat
who only liked water to lóók at
he jumped on thin ice
and to his surprise
squealed soaking wet just like a muskrat
BG 201 – Haiku (EN)
autumnal storm wind
rages past house and garden
a branch loudly breaks
BG 195 – Terse Thunderstorms (Tautogram)
translate those tranquil testimonies
that together tempt the tendency
to tackle the testy temperaments
tick thump throb tumult trash them
technical throwaway tectonics
together tantalizing temptations
theatrically tarnishing themselves
than transgress transfuse taint
two three ten twenty terminating
their theorem too terrifying tough
then those terms to their taciturnity
tattered tails to take themselves
their typeface thoroughly thick
their thunderstorms typically terse
BG 188 – Blackout Poem
desperately keen
remembering
a sudden
penetrating look
his face going hot
for a moment
BG 183 – Haiku (EN)
suddenly through holes
in the fresh green canopy
burning summer sun
BG 155 – Haiku (EN)
the scent of winter
from in between the pages
and leather, the book
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…)
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…)