maandag 6 april 2015

Pastoral

Sun:

my heavenly blue, with golden halls
towers of clouds, crystals of ice
comets, moons and planets, ah...
they revolve with me…

through my white cloudy gate, deep in the waves
my fire bores, my love, into your soil
by the shore, plays a child gathering shells
which I make smile, with one ray…

Earth:

I love your warmth on my sand
the coppery glance of your light
I bring you water, from my hand
shining shells, from my salty soil
I love you so dear, my dear…

Sun:

I break the Earth with my rays
make lakes wither or raise
gloomy skies, I do flee, ah...
when the rain is falling…

hide your eyes, inside my hand
before my smile, takes their glare
my fire bores, my love, into your eyes
better wait a while for the night
and the soothing Moon…

Earth:

the night is too cold, the Moon too grey
please take me away, to your heavenly place
where I want to be with you, alone
and glare and burn in your heavenly blue
because my dear, I love only you…


Sun:

when I warm the Earth, she lives in my arms
from stars I weaved the far Northern Light
but I am usually of molten lead
deciding over Life and Death
in fire and love, from all times…

my child, I soothe you, just look up
today, I will span you my Bow of Light
only for you…

Earth and Sun:

S: I will never stand still, for a second
E: I’d prefer to be burned, take me with you
S: no men can make me do, what I won’t do
E: when you go to sleep, tonight in the sea
S: no life, I did not start
E: flying along your path
S: you cannot love the Sun
E: I never want to leave you, again…

Earth:

I love you so dear, my dear…

zaterdag 4 april 2015

Epitaph

Here rests me, myself and I finally, because we were afraid he would outlive Earth all together...
There is no real guarantee, we will stay or even be here...
No visiting hours even you will just have to trust us...
Born September 3rd, 1958 missing since...

woensdag 1 april 2015

Ultimate guide to consuming organs...

first of all ,all organs
are musical instruments
hard to swallow...

so you will have
to find the key
in which, this is written...

than cut that out
cook it, season it
and consume...





The ins and outs of discussing organ meat consumption in a long distance relationship



first of all, mind the title...

this is about enjoying organ meat, in a long term relationship...

this is not intended for all audiences...


Bad as me


well, I am not usual
the acquired taste
born from tough love
which inspires...
I like to call myself
The Ferryman, sounds familiar?
just a Sage, in a small boat
with an oar...
step inside
I will bring you across
at the small fee
of a kiss...