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Journey to nothingness
the heat, searing
on this journey today
tears, burning rivulets
sweat all the way
windows open
the hot wind blew
heart-breaking forces
through and through
watched the planes
land and leave
felt again the plans
we had up our sleeve
in thirty degrees
a long, cold shiver
washed over me
like a tidal river
hot wind dancers
could not give thrill
waters left and right
increased inner chill
saw a dead seagull
road-kill along the way
omen in the brightness
everything went gray
set my ethics, principles too high
but hey, why the fuck do I care
it's always a question of do or die
and guts enough to dare
knock on door, reply
to the silence of recognition
it is I,
it is I....
feedback van andere lezers- Dora
Yes it is you, good thing to get doing what you want to do, high five!!!
killea: thank you Dora
xx
j - tessy
Erg mooi
killea: thank you Tessy
xx
j - jan
sad and beautiful...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0saiZgY-D6U&feature=related
xxx
j
killea: Oh Jan, what a beautiful song you have sent me. Thank you with all my heart
xxx
j - manono
'It's I... It's I...' sounds like the scream of a seagull flying above the waves, and never giving up.
killea: it does indeed Christine
xx
j
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