Over Koninklijkheden….

ook voor die boevenje weet het goed:ik ben een chefen al de anderen van mijn kennissen,die nog niet bekend zijn met mijn kookkunsten,kunnen mijn keukendomein verkennen,een ware droom voor elke keukenprinses,maar zo ben ik niet,ik heb alle moderne en luxe apparatuur gekocht,voor mijn gemak,maar ik ben niet iemand die de hele dag aan koken denktof…

amongst Indian summer and autumnal heatthe arrival was most amiable, what d’ you say?how would you say that?we´ve been all over Swiss and Germanythat night train was imagined,had it been a robbery?yeah, your first time in West-Europe, never been on night trainsi cannot say you´ll be sustaineduntrained traveling in night trains, bewarethe mind goes hauntingly…

had ridden 2,175 km to there and backwith the greatest gleebeen over the Horouville bridgeno horror bridgefrom afar it looked like thisthe French love such high roads and higher bridgesfilled with happiness and gleein my whole beingsaw, spoke and played with my eldest grandson Vinhieand his parentsnow back home to the world of Poem Hunter,how…

They have cool names: George and JimmyBut many of the youth are certainly not excellent readersthey also don’t know the difference between whale and dolphinanyway….since then everyone reads George and Jimmysimply as ‘Sjors en Sjimmie’since then the series have sold out fasterdo you already know them?you are so used to them, you be?and you’ll read…

I have never had this kindHorrifying meFragments of my wordsAre accompanying youI have never had this kindChilling meFragments of my loveAre accompanying youWhy are you so quiet nowNo sign, no sound,No passion, no love-boundFragments of my poemsAre accompanying youAt last, you wrote poetryOr was it just flattering me?Fragments of my loveAre accompanying youWhy are you…

after months of rainsour mind be drainedafter weeks of snowwe all can stay in the rowto be the first for tomorrow’s sunalways remember, darlingtomorrow tomorrowwill be lesser sorrow than yesterdaynever look back, it’s past timetomorrow tomorrowwill surely be lesser sorrowjust forget the past, that will never last foreverand believe me Tomorrow will always be LESSERsorrow….From…