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Showing posts from May, 2019


he writes of love filling my blank pages with invisible ink leaving no trace to be found except hidden deep within my heart

Kastelen / Castles

we hadden geen geld, geen knikkers jij & ik we speelden met zand met onze handen bouwden wij de mooiste kastelen we had no money, no marbles you & I we played with sand with our hands we built the most beautiful castles


the warmth of the sun rose bushes awakening fresh buds will soon bloom

Shy sun

while early springs shy sun slowly enters steal blue winter's sky - here your frosted footsteps lay untouched


amid the ruins of their dreams she sits alone sings a song of sweet sorrow remembering the days of their youthful folly oh, how the world was full of vigor, exciting them, inspiring them they believed they could reach the stars if only they tried but what once was, shall never be


She played with the hem of her shirt, looking completely disheveled. Large stains of dirt marred the sky-blue fabric. During her run home she had even managed to loose her shoes. Standing in the doorway, she didn't know whether to run into the house or away again.

All the same

bright colored souls are feared for grey minds think alike how can they not see the beauty in all those different hues we are all the same for we are all unique


life secluded - secured keep the outside world at bay both profit & loss


Her blood flowed down the drain like water. She looked so beautiful.


if we can not be all to become bright burning like suns, like stars then what are we made of what purpose have our yearning hearts why should I strive to grow to become more if in darkness we are bound grounded to the earth doomed from the beginning not destined to depart

A wilted rose

in the dead of winter frozen dreams lie buried beneath a blanket of snow blue, seemingly dead still sorrow is seeping through, unseen a wilted rose will not live to see spring and as I walk barefoot over its snow covered thorns my blood flourishes where new dreams will grow


stamping with its boots a dwarf stands in the garden "A gnome I am, fool!"

Inch by inch

you - exploring me memorizing my body inch by inch by inch

The evil of man

in the dark of night Death kneels down in the dirt his bony hand caressing a still rosy cheek stained skin obscures fragile beauty such madness, such sadness the evil of man the demise of the meek

We fall prey

we exist separate and secluded like sand in an hourglass slowly but steadily we fall prey to the hands of time and as I watch your face soften with the years I yearn to touch your lips yet all I feel is the space between us so I kiss the air instead and pretend that you are here

Irish girl

She spoke with a lilting voice. Hot damn! Such a sexy accent.


waves of sadness flow relentless dry heaves on my knees on cracked soil petrichor I crave revive her - rain

A dwarf

staring spellbound magnetic image comes alive there's a dwarf in my kitchen telling tales of treasure how weird is that

I am the one

I am the one rustling in the leaves I am the one hiding between the trees I am the one saying nothing I am the one seeing all I am the one that is faltering and I am the one that will fall

Do you know

I am wandering and I am lost here - everywhere, darkness alluring, making me stray and every day I end up further away from the light I am tired and I fear each night do you know the way to nowhere are you going there can I come with you