Friday, September 30, 2016

Poseidon's horses

Rolling onto the beach
Are Poseidon's horses
With the strength of each
Are multiple forces

Unleashing their power
Out of the massive sea
Every minute every hour
A rolling force it to be

When flood is coming in
A massive herd then forms
Storming the coast will begin
Turning waves into storms

Poseidon reigns his horses
From far and away it is
Representing his forces
Full control is all his

Fronting this mighty power
Of rolling thundering wave
Standing like a tower
Your last breath you gave

Nothing can withstand this
No tower or power
Left is the saving bliss
Of Poseidon's three pinned flower

All those mighty horses
Rolling thundering wave
Curb those mighty forces
His power he then gave

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Thursday, September 29, 2016

September Winds

How it feels
To see summer go
To southern lands
Like the storks high up

Is like a summer love
Leaving me
For another place
And time

In its place
Are the automn leaves
Flying in a wild dance
And trees on fire

God gave me
His goddess of four seasons
With her beauty
And vivaldian music

I have seen this
So many times
But never so strongly
As I do now

September winds
With force and a promise
Bringing new life
And a whispering dream

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Wednesday, September 28, 2016


Coastal towns

In a

Passionate dance

Strikes of Moors

When you

Listen to the guitar

Orange blossom smell

In Bilbao's call

The beauty of 

The name Valencia

Wine of Portugal


Land of the sun

Old, old land

Where time stood still



Did you ever
Meet a person
40 years after
You knew
This person
But never
Met with

I did

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Saturday, September 24, 2016


I am admiration
I always will

From admiration
Pours down love
With its limitations

But forever unlimited
There is admiration
And always will

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Thursday, September 15, 2016

The Addict

For all the pleasure to get
Instead of all the pain
Something from outside instead
The inner voice in vain

This tantalizing feeling
An undescribable urge
All for feverish doing
For another surge

She knows its her destruction
This total run from life
But all for just one more seduction
That makes daily a biggest strive

Earlier enjoyment in his life
Now it's only desire
It's the drug that now is his wife
And she is his biggest fire

This escape into paradise
Not the world around
That sets happiness on ice
True feeling can not be found

The way out is the way through
Counting on inner strength
Another kind of life looked to
More true genuine pleasure at length

All passion and desire
Was for him to run away
Now a true passion and fire
That will make his happiness stay

So she faces a new morning
A second chance at last
No need to heed any warning
That her true self is in the past

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Tuesday, September 6, 2016

Oriental woman

Oriental woman
Is serving tea
The mudra of compassion
And genuine hospitality

Oriental woman
Walks elegantly
With a dancing grace
And a smile aestetically

Oriental woman
On her own
Confidentally taking each step
In her silk adorned gown

Oriental woman
Mysteriously intriguing 
From another world
Makes her life worth living

Oriental woman
Is serving tea
With the mudra of compassion
And genuine dexterity

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Sunday, September 4, 2016


It feels like you drank a magic potion
When moonlight shines on your way
You've come across a sudden notion
There is some joy in life to play

Feels right
All night

You dream of sailing across the ocean
When moonlight guides you on your way
It's just that particular intense devotion
That's this sparkling dreamy moonlight ray

Feels right
All night

(Text inspired by composition "Moonlight" by Starbuck, 1975)

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Thursday, September 1, 2016

Man of this World

I danced until sunrise in Tokyo
Started dreaming in Bordeaux
Travelled a country road in Kokomo
And drank one tequila in Acapulco

Grew rice in Baoji
Caught a snake in Dehli
Jumped bungee in Abu Dhabi
And had tea in Derby

Rode a horse in Andalucia
Learned to dance in Douala
Memory escaped me in Elista
And drove a car in Ebina

I was born in Bunnik
Had a love affair in Achinsk
Learned American in Univik
And took a plane in Newark

It's also good
To come home

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