KADDISH BROKE THE AIR

Today opening poetry project multimedia exhibition
TRAGEDIES TO REMEMBER
Kunstuitleen Vianen – Spekdam 2 – 16.30 p.m.

Kaddisj broke the air
but only the wind laughed
little stones of relieve

http://www.tragedies2remember.com

TIBETAN CULTURE IS DYING

Tibetans hold a candlelight vigil in Kathmandu, February 13, 2013, marking the 100th Tibetan to self immolate in protest (AFP/File, Prakash Mathema)

banners in the wind

screams of a dying culture

hundred monks in flames

 

haiku – micropoetry
©2013 edjofrank

TEARS IN HER HANDS

she carried his tears

in the bowl of her hands

his name on her lips

WALKING OVER CLOUDS

walking over clouds
spirit drips into my soul
and your love feeds me

ik loop op wolken
de spirit van jouw liefde
voedt mijn ziel

BLUES FOR JOEY

Blues for Joey – poem in haiku form

hush little brother
do not fear the ultimate
lay down in my arms

be still little man
you no longer need to cry
angels give solace

walk the other road
believe in a better world
dreams shall not resist

dwelled the wrong places
wandering in outer space
years in white satin

his body falls apart
freed from chains of life
he comes gliding down

I look in his eyes
read words melting in the snow
afraid of the end

hush little Joey
you no longer need to fly
angels are on guard

©2012 Edjo Frank

OUR SONG

wish you would be near
when our music starts to play
songs on silver wings

dancing on bare feet
the air could be touchable
until our lips melt

poem without words
four eyes telling our story
in a split moment

until the flood comes
and stars twinkle in the sky
captured by our love

wish you would be here
when the music stops to play
and our song will die

THE BLACK FOREST

STANISLAWOW  -  UKRAINE

silenced and afraid
they walked the row of doom
the forest waiting

hold my hand mama
I want to be at your side
when our turn has come

soothe my child, be calm
it will not take long to die
we’ll never be apart

in these secret woods
hidden under cloth of ferns
nameless names seek peace

WAAR JIJ LIGT – WHERE YOU ARE

WAAR JIJ LIGT

ik weet waar jij ligt

het grindpad uit en dan naar links

een bosje bloemen

WHERE YOU ARE

I know where you are

the gravel path and then left

a bunch of flowers

© 2012 Edjo Frank

LIPS OUT OF ORDER

wanted to kiss you

but overlooked the sign post

lips out of order

wilde jou kussen

maar had het bordje gemist

lippen buiten dienst

© 2012 Edjo Frank

RAIN – REGEN

I waited in vain

you never passed my window

who will stop the rain

wacht ik nog langer

of kom jij niet

omdat je nattigheid voelt