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some time with youEstherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01565521676881336786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-619640028286790183.post-73738638335747077382017-03-15T11:14:00.000-07:002017-03-15T11:14:09.780-07:00Opvliegende zwanen<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Het geluid van opvliegende zwanen<br />
is moeilijk te plaatsen<br />
Maar als je het dan ziet<br />
als je het dan kent<br />
klinkt het als nooit tevoren vertrouwd<br />
Jouw stem en al je kleine dingen<br />
voelen als nooit tevoren vertrouwd<br />
Maar als ik je dan niet zie<br />
en je weg gaat op het water<br />
weet ik niet wat ik moet doen<br />
met alleen herinneringen<br />
van jouw stem en al je kleine dingen<br />
die als nooit tevoren vertrouwd voeldenEstherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01565521676881336786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-619640028286790183.post-27457910653001982142017-03-11T02:25:00.000-08:002017-03-11T02:25:55.023-08:00Time<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Whirlwind<br />
Are you one<br />
One of mine<br />
Can't catch<br />
Maybe<br />
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Though still<br />
but not colder<br />
when you lose fight<br />
in your arm<br />
now around my shoulder<br />
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Am I one<br />
One of yours<br />
Calm<br />
But changing<br />
every courseEstherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01565521676881336786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-619640028286790183.post-5952538840516746362017-03-11T02:18:00.000-08:002017-03-11T02:18:24.660-08:00Trappen door de nacht<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Het licht van de felle, maar afwezige lampen in de reflectie onder mij flitst voorbij. Harde druppels kletteren tegen mijn dunne dakje, bestaande uit de stof die is vastgemaakt aan de kraag van mijn winterjas. Niet waterdicht. Vage rode lichten lijken me van overal te bespieden, terwijl ik met gelijktijdige bewegingen doorga met wat na al die jaren een tweede vorm van lopen in geworden, zeker in dit land. Een auto maakt het lawaai dat voor even de druppels laat weten dat ze voor dat ene moment niet luider zijn. Uiteindelijk victorie. Maar de stemmen van de nacht hebben veel klanken. Silhouetten lopen onrustig met een zwart koord in hun hand, dat leidt naar wat alleen een wetende geest kan bedenken. Anders zou er geen verklaring zijn voor de bewegingen van dat kleine iets aan het eind van het touw. Zoals ik al zei, de lampen zijn zuinig vannacht. Het water wordt groen gekleurd en in deze waas van venijn en listige slangen voel ik kracht en zet af. Ik was voor een moment het tikken aan de buitenkant van mijn huis vergeten, natte haren slaan teder tegen mijn dak op het ritme van vastberaden trappen.Estherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01565521676881336786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-619640028286790183.post-56029360065149195632017-03-11T02:16:00.000-08:002017-03-11T02:16:19.946-08:00Familiar curiosity<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Can I just comment on those blue eyes that<br />
are looking at me, tell me what you see<br />
You seem so new, like someone I just met<br />
but with familiar curiosity<br />
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And while I am still wondering who I am<br />
I'm knowing you some more, just bit by bit<br />
'Cause from my view, the place where I now stand<br />
I'm wondering, but more hoping that we fit<br />
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So, honey, do you find that word okay?<br />
'Cause I think it's a quite nice word to sayEstherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01565521676881336786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-619640028286790183.post-34609367080924031092017-03-07T11:55:00.005-08:002017-03-07T11:58:24.949-08:00wiskunde I<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Haar hand voelt licht in de snelle wind als ze mee beweegt met de golvende stromen lucht die buiten de auto rond waaien. Onverschrokken steekt ze haar hoofd een eind uit het open raam en kijkt omhoog. Een blote en koele hemel glanst naar haar en ze glimlacht terug. De zachte lichten van de koplampen zijn, naast de sterren, hun enige richtlijnen voor welke weg ze moeten gaan.<br />
Hij is standvastig, met heldere ogen, waarin het licht van de maan wordt gereflecteerd. Maar vrij en jong, met één hand aan het stuur van het snelle voertuig en een zachte blik naar haar. Ze kijkt terug en lacht, dit moment is waar ze wil zijn. Maar door de nog doffe, ernstige gloed in zijn ogen voelt ze twijfel of dit moment altijd zal blijven als nu.<br />
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Een nieuwe vlucht<br />
Ik hoop<br />
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Something in the air<br />
Something new<br />
Formed by a pair<br />
I hopeEstherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01565521676881336786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-619640028286790183.post-45646520742390729132017-03-01T12:20:00.001-08:002017-03-01T12:20:40.708-08:00Church views<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Green dark outside<br />
while bright and light here<br />
shines upon us<br />
Trying to make simple<br />
what in no way can be simplified<br />
without losing it's true meaning<br />
Trying to make clear<br />
what in no way can be flawless<br />
without to lie and be unreal<br />
So wake up<br />
and stop hiding behind your coversEstherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01565521676881336786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-619640028286790183.post-16759034454938174552017-03-01T12:20:00.000-08:002017-03-01T12:23:42.157-08:00is het een idee<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Is het een idee<br />
om zomaar, opeens<br />
erachter te komen<br />
wie je bent<br />
wie je kent<br />
het is menens<br />
dit ideeEstherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01565521676881336786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-619640028286790183.post-51663051320551393082017-03-01T12:19:00.003-08:002017-03-01T12:19:56.130-08:00Druppels<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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De dikke druppels<br />
op het autoraam<br />
die wat er achter het raam gebeurt<br />
in kleine wereldjes vormen<br />
maar dan ondersteboven<br />
bewegen voort<br />
door de wind<br />
als mini kikkervisjes<br />
of mega spermacellenEstherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01565521676881336786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-619640028286790183.post-51261919386587742462017-03-01T12:19:00.002-08:002017-03-01T12:19:48.200-08:00Regen<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Gevangen in de nacht<br />
in stralen, buizen van regen<br />
Niks mooi, geen praal geen pracht<br />
Het gaat door, het duurt niet even<br />
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Alleen, fietsend door<br />
de paden van licht<br />
alsof een engelenkoor<br />
de duisternis telkens even ontwricht<br />
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Met bakken uit de lucht<br />
Vraagt de aarde soms om liefde<br />
slaakt ze een zucht<br />
is ze iets verloren waar ze om griefde<br />
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Of vertolken<br />
de druppels, het noodweer dat begon<br />
huilende wolken<br />
omdat hij haar mist, de zon<br />
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Onder de maan<br />
strijd ik en fiets<br />
De grond en wolken saam<br />
van hun weet ik niksEstherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01565521676881336786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-619640028286790183.post-41606322018847376052017-03-01T12:19:00.001-08:002017-03-01T12:19:25.830-08:00vergeelt en vergaapt<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Alles vergeelt en vergaapt<br />
En geloof me<br />
in mijn dromen<br />
komen we nog samen<br />
en zeggen we nog amen<br />
tegen onze gedachtes als bos van bomen<br />
Was dat iets te<br />
Alles verdoezeld en verdwaaldEstherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01565521676881336786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-619640028286790183.post-23067739237992065842017-03-01T12:19:00.000-08:002017-03-01T12:19:10.046-08:00Have fun<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Have fun<br />
so you can have good times<br />
so you can think about them<br />
so you smile<br />
so they will know you've had good times<br />
so they will know you have funEstherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01565521676881336786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-619640028286790183.post-70770307614239889932017-03-01T12:18:00.002-08:002017-03-01T12:18:58.828-08:00Open<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Gesloten<br />
niets te zien<br />
geen aandachtigheid<br />
in de alsmaar golvende zee<br />
geen onzichtbare rode draad<br />
maar als je dan draait<br />
en het gebeurt<br />
groen, blauw, bruin, geel,<br />
paars, rood, goud<br />
glinstering en tinteling<br />
als de lampen aan gaan<br />
in het grijs van de straat<br />
een eeuwig woekerend vuur<br />
En alles<br />
vrijgegeven<br />
En alles openEstherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01565521676881336786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-619640028286790183.post-19920361538848201612017-02-05T08:27:00.002-08:002017-02-05T08:27:36.425-08:00Howling shadows<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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As howling shadows glaring in the dark<br />
Are all the thoughts here, hiding in my mind<br />
And wheter they will do or do not mark<br />
They simply just adjust to what is lined<br />
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And I'm not sure yet what I mean to say<br />
But maybe it's a sign of what's inside<br />
I speak of things that are or aren't okay:<br />
the paths that all the wolves have tried<br />
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'Cause good and bad are hard to tell apart<br />
But maybe it's a change if I'd just startEstherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01565521676881336786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-619640028286790183.post-73613803134720740302017-01-28T08:11:00.002-08:002017-01-28T08:11:53.983-08:00Breaking, bursting<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The leaves are falling gently off my shoulders that<br />
remind me of the moments I've been through<br />
Those days and times have certainly been true<br />
but gave me a lot more than I could get<br />
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And while the wind helps trees to shiver off<br />
a water source is about the be found<br />
Just try to listen, beneath all that sound<br />
of breaking, bursting, you'll find my voice, soft<br />
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But after all this time of noise I grew<br />
and yes, it has something to do with you<br />
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I'm completely torn away<br />
by the cold in the air<br />
the cold in my spirit<br />
which feels tired and old<br />
Though those eyes<br />
coloured in the lightest blue<br />
make me search for your heart<br />
which feels warm and goldEstherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01565521676881336786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-619640028286790183.post-70493107362266663312017-01-20T06:47:00.000-08:002017-01-28T09:39:39.053-08:00In this place - a song<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Holding on, in this place under the sun<br />
It will be soon, in this place under the moon<br />
Open cards, in this place under the stars where planets falling as we shoot them in the heart<br />
stay at your guard<br />
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<br />Estherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01565521676881336786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-619640028286790183.post-86858347352687675492017-01-12T07:36:00.000-08:002017-01-12T07:36:41.191-08:00Beast of the dark<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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As soon as the sun shines down<br />
it changes all things<br />
In the dark and blue shadows<br />
you are a beast<br />
Hunting on the imaginaries<br />
that try to take our minds<br />
Sending them back<br />
while barking their lust into fear<br />
Your eyes turn from black and wild<br />
into yellow and full of hope<br />
Praising the lights for their return<br />
and searching beneath the ground in my sight<br />
And yes I know<br />
you will always be free and of the dark<br />
but you won't lose me<br />
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<br />Estherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01565521676881336786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-619640028286790183.post-6751790526060657092017-01-05T11:50:00.002-08:002017-01-05T11:50:51.015-08:00Like how the sun<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Like how the sun<br />
catches the birds<br />
flying fiercly<br />
against the cold grey<br />
of everchanging surroundings<br />
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That's how<br />
you catch my mind<br />
that's full of questions<br />
against the blinding lights<br />
of all other things<br />
<br />Estherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01565521676881336786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-619640028286790183.post-63841672926441090942017-01-03T02:35:00.000-08:002017-01-03T02:37:00.022-08:00Sensueel<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="text-align: justify;">De kus</span><br />
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die je me gaf</div>
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op de avond</div>
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toen het altijd avond zou blijven</div>
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op mijn lippen</div>
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voel ik nog branden</div>
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in mijn hoofd</div>
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in mijn handen</div>
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De hand</div>
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die streek</div>
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over mijn haar</div>
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dat opeens zo lang was</div>
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en als fluweel</div>
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voel ik nog strelen</div>
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over mijn armen</div>
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over mijn benen</div>
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De blik</div>
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met lichte spikkeltjes</div>
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in de donkere ogen</div>
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die leken op het groenste wild</div>
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en de ruigste zee</div>
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voel ik nog vuren</div>
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door mijn ogen</div>
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door mijn gedachten<br />
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