zondag 19 mei 2013

Plusquamperfectum


Zij staart in de verte en voelt haar ogen branden knippert en sluit ze en buigt haar hoofd fronst haar voorhoofd en voelt haar hart bonzen legt haar hand erop en ademt diep in opent haar ogen en twee tranen biggelen kijkt en vangt ze op en veegt haar handen droog denkt droomt en wankelt op haar benen wanhoopt met vrees en verklaart dat ongegrond ademt diep en langzaam en glimlacht om zichzelf voltooiend met haar verleden en beseft dat de toekomst naast haar staat.



Uit: Mijn hoofd
Van: Sagiers ©









zondag 12 mei 2013

For all I care


It are my bones
they ache
Your nightmare
keeps me awake

It's my blood 
that slowly crawls
on my floor
and over your walls

It are my eyes
they stare
'cause it's you
for all I care

It's my heart
it's my flesh
My own brain
makes this mess

You, only you, darling,
inside your head
it's only you
that makes you mad

My lashes tremble
but my tears run dry
I, myself, reminds me
you once made me fly!

So come on my love,
please, let it go
and at that moment
only then: I will follow...

© Anke 

(gedicht ge├»nspireerd op het prachtige schilderij van Herman Brood, 'Als ik jou niet had')







zondag 5 mei 2013

The boy on the moon



There once was a boy 
that sat on the moon
He fished for stars
and caught them soon
One day the moon asked him:
'Why not jump,
so you become one of them?'
But the boy shook his head,
took a new fishthread
 and caught again a star or two

'No, l'm okay, here with you, big moon,
l don't feel unhappy, nor do I feel blue
I just want to sit, fish and be with you.'
And the moon felt overwhelmed,
he did no what to say
So he kept glow his light
and let the boy play
He never asked again 'cause
forever more now, he knew
this sweet boy was here to stay

© Anke