| Posted at 08:41 AM on September 23, 2009 |
Ionia Nisia
Saw the king of Hades ever
One of the rocks?
Laid Posseidon eyes on the
Green grass of the shore?
Can you recall Sundays
Spent in this summer heat
While dozing off,
Seeing myths in the sun
Can you catch the beauty
Of wild paradise
Inside a frame
Modelled after Elysion
It’s a tragedy
With two-faced masks
Which brought me here
Untouched beauty always
Heals all wounds
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15.00 uur - 22 september 2009
Reisverhaal Nouveau, oktober 2009
Do you miss the clouds
As badly as I do
On a sunlit night
When stars and moon
Are just ghostly
Copies without light
In memory of day
We remain
Silent as the grave
In which she’s buried
Until tomorrow
Wish theclouds
Would hide the stars, the moon
Make night dark as morning
With the curtains closed
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22september 2009
Categories: Gedichten