High Tide - Hoogtij

Difficult times, goodbye...maybe forever. It hurts and tears are so close. High tide for our feelings. Clearing our throat, memories of good times, no longer growing, staying as they are on the day of today. Maybe it will be less painful after some time, but the memories will stay as a part of ourselves. We don't want to say goo...
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Dragonfly

How beautiful she writes and quick her glassy flight in colour the delicate damsel on the water in blue and green she glides with black and yellow stripes out of the corner of my eyes trough a cloud side by side of buzzing mosquitoes with a criss-cross back and forth she underlines their ballet but just a moment in the air she s...
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A Macabre Dance

Barbed wire and tangled words are pinning down my reflections between the dream and reality they have edged the borders in the black earth with the blunt end, the spade has cut the worms to smithereens, I see the pieces just like demented fingers crawling and groping around in exploration for the stability of the abyss along my ...
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A flight full of words

They fly away as birds out of my right hand, a flight full of words, sentences taken from my lips by the wind, swirling through each other, stringed together in a meaning, as a letter, a chain of pearls which will fit you perfectly, leaving me orphaned, speechless, my mouth still in the mold, my spirit still in this mood of crea...
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