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Silent
Silent
From great height his eyes
spoke and wrote secret lies
only one of you who can salute
will understand the depth of brute
and knowledge of an echelon plot
people involved, who can order a shot
result of my inquisitiveness
landed me in none of my business
with leaders of the highest command
leaving me to be a danger, damned
a silver slug now bears my name
waiting for the next move in the game
Trouble used to smell so good
now know no way out, though I should
the straw that could break the camel's back
I wait in silence for the power attack…
feedback van andere lezers- Danvoieanne
Graag gelezen....
killea: thanks Anne
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j - Aramis
Shall I call my well educated son to help you in a distinctive way that suits the house ??
"SHERIDAN !!!!"
killea: Good idea Jan
xx
j - jan
I can feel the danger in this poem...
xxx
j
killea: Yes, it is real trouble..
xxx
j - CHRIS
stilte voor de storm
killea: I love the stilte followed by the storm
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j - andremoortgat
't Stille stille zijn
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Geen afwezigheid van geluid.
stilte is harmonie
het kloppen van je hart,
ritselwind in de bomen
't lied der vogels
vreugdekreet van joelend kind
Familiewaarden in warm nest cocooned
en vooral …. de harmonie tussen al die dingen
vanzelfsprekend en oer-natuurlijk
onze eigen innerlijke rust hoort daarbij.
killea: beautiful Andre
xx
j
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