Friday, 25 July 2025

Happy 77-th birthday!


That first time I noticed you

I walked through that cafe

and you attracted my eye

sitting at the bar between 

two adoring male friends

while you did not notice 

me noticing you totally.

💓

October 1985 ⓒ


The second time I noticed you

it was at the bar of that same cafe

sitting diagonally opposite each other

talking to and via mutual friends talking  

looking at each other, fate arranging lives.

💘

November 1985 ⓒ


The third time we faced each other

was on christmas eve in a disco

but instead of dancing we just

talked and enjoyed every bit

information we exchanged

and would meet on NYE.

💗

December 1985 ⓒ


New Year's Eve we danced all night

straight on through breakfast time

just before parting an exchange

of numbers and a cheeky kiss

a phone call later and a date

that extended the 24 hours

until it lasted our lifetime.

💞

January 1986 ⓒ


From 37 in 1985 to 77 in 2025, a never ending....

To be published on the 25-th of July 2025.

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For and to my wife Ellen, Elly, of course, just for her. With all my love. Happy birthday!


May 25-th 2025 ⓒ.


Thursday, 24 July 2025

Oye Moses, what Israel has become....


Ex. 32:7-10.


A lamentation.


There are days, these days, 

that I wish you had chosen

differently, wisely, Moshe *

but how could you have 

known that the twelve 

would wither  to one

name out of twelve

and end up killing

guiltless children

remnants of the

eleven named

now goyim or
 
 Palestinians

in Gaza and

West Bank

Benjamin

's wiping

out all

kids 

to

0

.





* Moses, Musa
 
 
Note.
All of the atrocities now executed by the IDF in Gaza and West Bank 
are still no excuse for the atrocities done by Hamas on October 7 '23.
 

Olive branches burning, a lament

 

It takes over thirty hours !

to speak out all the names

of all the children in Gaza

that have been murdered 

by rockets, bullets, bombs,

denial of medical care and 

by the ultimate, starvation.


It takes another five days * 

to speak out all the names

of all the civilians in Gaza

that have been murdered

by an 'army' that is called

the Israeli Defense Force

pretending to be humane.


What defense is there to

shoot at guiltless people

who come and collect a

bag of flour, what reason

is there to bomb a school

a hospital a church a tent.


And yet we have not even

mentioned what goes on in

the West Bank. The theft of

land, the theft of lives or of 

the second-class citizenship

in a nation that named itself

Israel and copied  apartheid

and learned not from its past.


Or perhaps Israel learned too

much from their past, ancient

and recent. Not to not repeat,

addicted to violence, lost in a

wrong(ed) self-image a nation

arisen out of a genocide that's

building a concentration camp 

to execute their final genocide

thus losing their soul and God.


The olive branches are burning

set on fire by heartless settlers

reliving such era that should no

longer be tolerated on an earth

set on fire by a climate change

that too is man-made. Rescue,

of all innocent, is essential yet

all signs are that it'll not come

from fellow men but from God. 



Note 

In the city of Utrecht there are

distraught Dutch citizens who

out of pain and solidarity are

reading aloud all the names

of the fallen Palestinians in

Gaza to date. I share their

sadness as well as anger

as I share their shame of

governments not acting.



Wednesday, 23 July 2025

As I once told a friend

 

Sure, I did write to a true friend,

Si, some books need to be written

for some words require to be spoken

in ink to undo a blanc soul of its virginity


How to become a King after this Queen

To be grand, yet not too explicitly showing 

To be both clever and wise without boasting 

To be able to bear the pain while none notices

in a way Shakespeare answered their questions


He took up the thorns he'd worn for years before us

seeing what he was capable of so much the superior

that served a people, an earth and heaven's kingdom,

hail to Carolus, the wise, the green isle's final monarch


Words, pages full, that will determine our future,

where messenger and angel mocked, o not by me,

but the bearded miscreant preaching from the pulpit

of whatever creed, for these easily swap there colours

claiming they speak for G-D but knowing nought of Him

Thus a writer of literature was knifed by a devilishly stupid


Far from being inadequate, nay, that was not the reason

but He that'd made Dylan sing "times they are a'changing"

was weary of a world so rich with fictitious joy and benignity

measures had to be taken, torment extending beyond deluge

to break and cleanse a failing mankind. On its remnants renew

and protect this Holy Mother, to give birth to true nobility in each

and everyone, that oldest crowned King understood well and why



© 




"Not a gift, but a rot"

 


He learned he was never here,

to reproduce, it wasn't his task,

as this poet so tragically wrote:  


"they weren't blessed with children,

knowing they were blessed without"


He wrote "and here our path departs"

and he replied "how many times and

to how many have you spoken such",


These words he wrote, but it was the voice

of the Prophet he heard in questioning him


As blackness dripped out of his ears

like thoughts running through a mind

leaving no trace or hint of what spoil


For he had learned to live 

next to the lives of others


But him was bought a keyless entry

yet still he had to tread society's mill

as barren and deserted as his heart 


A stranger amongst friends and neighbours

for in his mind - his heart did live elsewhere




© 




Monday, 21 July 2025

Answered the chosen vagabond


But it's in the book he said

for it was written

By whom I asked by whom

it said so he said

I am to be forgiven I confess

by whom I asked

By God and the people he said

why I asked him

Whatever for should God forgive

any crime or sin

Against this earth that He created

and to any on it

It is you who chose evil over good 

wrong over right

Pitiless in life  merciless your death

weighed too light

No dream interpreter needed for this


© 2024-12-05




 

Saturday, 19 July 2025

Haiku by Proxy

 

Is Netanyahu

a murderer of children

The answer is yes


Who else by proxy

Donald Joe Jude You Me

All who look away


Please raise your voice now

Genocide put it to shame 

End ethnic cleansing


 

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