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When you can hear the quiet
whispering on constricting tarmac belts
the time has come to step out
and unleash this full potential
huffing at the window frame.
Staring over the grey anatomy
of the city's convoluted arteries
she groans in never-ending restlessness
a tension rising, she lies in wait
buckled up before the dawn.
Awake, my lady,
and bask in this diffusion
may it lighten the weight
of all the burdens you're carrying
as we orbit in this continuous distant dance.
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Taking the Piss
The nightly drapes fell upon resilient skies
they tugged and fed the stars
with open arms embracing
we whispered to each other
'welcome home'.
I am strange
but you seem weirder
a shared smile
crawled between
these secret lips.  
The pact was formed
a mutual understanding
as we shared
in barring darkness
what cannot be shared in light.
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De kiezeltjes knarsen
onder mijn zere voeten,
ze gaan
onder mij gebukt,
je hoort ze zwoegen.
Ik zucht
en kreun en steun
en zucht.
Kleine druppeltjes inspanning
glijden kietelend, plagend
door de dalen van een
uitgestoven huid.   
Ik geraak niet uit
balans, geen kans,
een eeuwige trots
houdt mijn zolen
waar ze staan.
Als alles wat je lief hebt
op je schouders ligt
verliest het lot
zomaar zijn bestemming.
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Warmth in the Maw by nabothi Warmth in the Maw :iconnabothi:nabothi 2 0 Visually Impaired by nabothi Visually Impaired :iconnabothi:nabothi 1 0 Night Tremor by nabothi Night Tremor :iconnabothi:nabothi 1 4
Dit maagdelijke wit,
een warme bruizende deken
biedt bescherming,
aan mij.
Toen kwam jij,
met je verraderlijke
zachte handen, en ik
liet je begaan.
Mijn deken bood geen weerstand,
ik verwelkomde je en je greep
je kans en mij,
met die beide zachte handen aan.
Je wist mij te beroeren,
en weekte alles in mij los.
Besefloos werd ik meegesleurd
in een draaikolk van emoties.
Rond en rond
gingen mijn gedachten,
tot ik besefloos was geklotst.
Je handen werden
steeds minder zacht,
steeds ruwer,
ging je met me om.
Je hebt mijn puurheid
van mij afgenomen,
jij gevoelloze klootzak.   
Nu lig ik hier,
te bibberen van de kou
in het vuil,
te huilen, om jou.
Geen oog meer voor mezelf
het geluk was op
zo is het tragische verhaal
van dit teiltje afwassop.
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Hij die vrij is
De letters lieten hem in het ongewisse
een analfabeet die staart
naar wat voor hem
hogere wiskunde is in taal.
Geen kaas gegeten
van de alliteraties
en contaminaties
die gesandwiched worden
in broodjes synoniem
besmeerd met metafoor.
De quasi
over de kwanti,
en de quali
onder de kunde.
Zijn dans is niet literair
hij valt en vliegt telkens
net niet, zonder logisch bewijs
is zijn 'quad erat demonstrandum'
hem en zijn muziek.
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I need direction. Or a new direction.

The mind's been rather full lately. I'm hoping/praying for a new surge of inspiration. I can feel it tingling subcutaneously, waiting to burst on the scene. I'm quite okay with the latest two pieces I wrote, so I hope that's an indication of things to come.

I wonder what an MRI scan of my brain would look like now. I'm breathing fire. (No, not really.)

Someone gave me some excellent advice though. I don't necessarily need to write only poetry, I should just be writing for the fun of it. I enjoy writing. I enjoy creating and constructing sentences. To play with words. So, I'm going to write more. Keep a journal. Write whatever comes to mind. Inspiration will follow and I shall reap the rewards.

It's a shame it took me so long to figure this out. Let's see how this pans out. And yes, this may also mean I will be returning to writing in English for the time being. My Dutch spell has run dry.
  • Listening to: Lady Gaga
  • Reading: The boy in the striped pyjamas
  • Watching: Le fabuleux destin d'Amélie Poulain
  • Playing: Rome: Total War // Torchlight // Evil Genius
  • Eating: Peanuts
  • Drinking: Lemonade


Frank V
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ChristopherRoos Featured By Owner Jun 15, 2008
y thank you for your fav :D

i will now go back to thinking over your intruiging poems..
mistressoreo Featured By Owner May 23, 2008
I just thought I'd point out that you don't have an avatar. I made a nice one out of one of your 3 parts pics if'n you want it.
nabothi Featured By Owner May 24, 2008  Hobbyist Writer
Yesh, I r teh avatarless! Show me what you got. :P
mistressoreo Featured By Owner May 26, 2008
You don't have to use it if you don't like it.
nabothi Featured By Owner May 27, 2008  Hobbyist Writer
Oh wicked, I think I'll use it! :D

Thanks very much! ^_^
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hivernoir Featured By Owner May 10, 2008   General Artist
Dank u wel voor :+fav:
Wees voorzichtig! Ik spreek geen Nederlands!
liefde en kussen.
lol xx
Lisf Featured By Owner Jan 1, 2008
happy new year!!! :dance:
nabothi Featured By Owner Jan 2, 2008  Hobbyist Writer
Thanks. :)

Happy new year to you too! *hugs*
Karina-Sacchios Featured By Owner Sep 26, 2007
hey you, you need to get some more deviations up. I can't be your biggest fan if there's nothing to admire ;)
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