The end of a love affair


How endless it all seems
Those feelings that remain
Also those will disappear
And will leave no trace


It's like sunshine
Trying to break through
With warmth and light
Into a misty morning


The cycle of life itself
Where nothing new
Will make a start
Before the old has died


It's not easy at times
When it is needed to stop
When things in the past
Have gone to the heavens


All that are left
While looking ahead
Good memories of you
In my life


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The Singer


I have been near musicians
All my life
We shared the stage
And communicated

But never was the message
As clear and direct
As from the Singer

I have never seen a soul
Nor did anyone else
With earthly eyes

But I have heard
A soul very clearly
Very direct
From unmeasurable deepness
With a scala of emotions
Which touched my very heart
Again and again, every time
When I hear the Singer

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Sonata de future

In those battles to come

When life has taken on

Another form, another view

After the circle of life

Was ended at the point

Where another cycle was begun

I walk on with memories

As the only way by which I know
What path I have been trailing

It's then when

My road through life

Leads me to a warrior

And when we meet

She disarms herself and shows

The nudity of her soul

Her strength which is humbleness

Her beauty which is from within

The elegance of her motions

And the power in her eyes

And she sings a song for me

To lay my mind at rest

She fights a battle when I plan

For the next step to take

And she takes my rose

In knowing that

All is understood.

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Monet's garden

Waterlily
Floating waterlily
Floating waterlilies
In a mirror of water
A blue mirror of water


Time
It's time
It's time for a cigarette


Sun
The sun shines
The sun shines on the canvass


One day
I will paint those fish too
Swimming there in the water
Of the pond of the garden in Giverny
The garden in Giverny where the dog runs around





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Star Chaser

I know what you do

Being a star chaser

Going out at night

Watching the skies

Watching those skies

How deep can you look

Trying to end up

At the other end of the universe

Suddenly it feels

Like somebody is rocking

The planet you're on

It's also up in the air

I have done this

Since I was a kid

Small you were

And the sky so awfully big

There is a world

Beyond the stars

I have heard about it

And it is just next door

I was born

A star chaser

I am the boy

Next door




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The Duchess of Galicia

(For Conchi Herves)

I had the Honour
To meet 

The Duchess of Galicia

She gave me a Glance

In passing

She still has Youth
In her Eyes
While playing with Children
In a Meadow field

On a warm sunny Day

She rules her Country
From afar

And writes Love letters
To a Prince 

In a distant Land

Her Smile
Is hard to Withstand

When you had the Honour

To meet

The Duchess of Galicia

She lives among the People

Shops at the Grocery store
Her House is filled

With Roses

Lillies and Expectation

And on a free Saturday afternoon

She drives her Ferrari Evoluzione

Over the circuit 

For a race

Just for fun

The Duchess of Galicia
Lives her own Life
Dreams of a Journey
To the Land
Of her Dreams

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    Picture courtesy of Conchita Herves

Lady Mysterious

Lady Mysterious
With Maria Callas' eyes

Is waiting in the station hall

Are you going to sing on a stage
Or travel to a far away land

Or did you meet the love of your life

Last week

Lady Mysterious

With Maria Callas' eyes

Is looking at me

Lady Mysterious
Do you dream of raising five children

Or drive an open sportscar

Across Cornwall roads

Lady Mysterious

With Maria Callas' eyes

Wants to be somewhere else

Lady Mysterious

I see you again
One more time
With those Maria Callas' eyes

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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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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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Iberia

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

From

Land of the sun

Old, old land

Where time stood still

Iberia

Retroaction




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

I did







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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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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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Moonlight





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


Moonlight
Feels right
Moonlight
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



Moonlight
Feels right
Moonlight
All night





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



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Holland

Four season land
Water land
Western wind
Learned to sail

Spring time
Flowers smell
Expectation high
Tullips rule

Summer here
Music all around
Travel other land
Swim and play

Automn leaves
Birthday time
Rain and wind
Shorter days

Winter land
Christmas lights
Heading for
Another year

Where Spring is 
In the air
A newer life
Younger than before


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The Kite Flyer

He watched the skies
In the morning
In the afternoon
For wind to move
Or a blue sky

He looked at the top
Of distant trees
To see the branches dancing
On a blowing wind
To fly his kite

It was a big colourful butterfly
Made out of cotton and bamboo
And a hundred meter long string
He watched it fly
High up in the sky

He dreamed he was that kite
Above it all
Dancing on the wind
Like a bird
In the sky

This boy laying in the grass
Watching the sky
And the kite dancing 
On the wind
Was me

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