Hidden Red

inspiring landscape

RED
as she turned her skirt became an horizontal line
of
see through past moments  
sun
made rainbows out of her tears

Hair flowed in waves of wandering ways
Question remains
does her feet touch ground

behind sheltering trees 
woodpecker banged head in wood
slowly peeling of her silent mind
memories filling her eyes
no need to speak

Leaving trail of red wood land
wherever she stood a tree popped up
clearly her feet doesn’t touch ground
her feet walk inside ground

Back in de landscape getting material for

LandArt

Inspiration flowes again.
For the open galeries a LandArtPoetry spiral will be made
On the bark of cut down trees, red bark from green pineneedels
It is only 25 minutes cycle
Back on track

It will be a trip and a half for many of you reading this
but
No need to follow the trail as here on your screen will appear
The photos and the poems
 soon

Flance

FLANCE

her hair flowed inside crocket tree
swirling out through the branches
she sat in silence
unaware of her dance

Tami was searching
for what was found
sheer beauty
not in her hands

the problem when you have 1000 of photos is
to choose which one to use
done that
next problem finding words
that step is literary flowing literature
like the above poem which flowed out of a painting from J. TH. Toorop

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jan_Toorop

so lucky to found a fantastic book about him and his paintings

http://roosboekjes.eu

place

The Place

This is the place where we can leave noises from society behind us

Here we don’t need to run
Here are no bills
Here are no lies
Here is no money
Here is no achievement

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Here you find beauty
Here you find survival
Survival we forget but can not ignore
 

that Place we all need
that Place we are looking for
We don’t know what it looks like
but
We will find it

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We fight for it
We cry for it
We don’t know what it is
We all will find it all in our own Way

The poem was written in September 1986 and
one day it will be a part of a novel
no title yet

A book with proza, with memories, with forgotten stories

If you wonder yes, i found the Place several times in my life

Roos Zwart will have an open Gallery at her home/office
showing you some photo technics you can try yourself
make a date with her on
2 and 3 October
and
9 and 10 October

Roos Boekjes

sEEd

set it free

 

sEEd
even niets
silence in your ears
concept in your mind
seed trapped green
purpose ZOMAAR
under that one, on top this one
surrounded by your spot your vision
alone

 

 

trailed underworld

like a spider inner web
observation
hovering Dentante
wind blows single shout
tetering under clouds
still tentacle
all is FINE within silence mind

 

 

 

found it

it has been a while but have reach my space in a certain way
I am living away from major cities close to several national parks
Meeting myself again

i only need to cycle 10 minutes and i am in a forest and when going the other direction it is even faster, say 7 minutes and trees surround me and my bike and best of all nooooo cars
Yep surrounded by forests and as you can see on ‘found it’ heather and even some small hills.

Perhaps you missed me, maybe not, but, i missed myself and so glad to have found her again.

seeing is lOOking

seeing you

to perceive that concept
you need to see
spy with your eyes
underneath your view

shit is where you find it

make sure of wet knees
determine worm glimpse
sleep underneath your lips
velvet observation

hidden glories

consider no evaluation
just look what you see
receive no consultation
walk to interview with eyes wide open 

over and out

distinguish what lays behind
your vision
notice that slightest sight
catch espy

love

appreciate your flight
 comprehend
sheltered love
within your fathom

Perhaps, maybe, possible, you need to see before you look
inside photography
perhaps not
Morning light sure helps to ease ones mind.

on a personal note, i am moving house going away from city persuit, leaving behind an other garden for somebody else to enjoy, creating more gardens on ground force, going north to a house on floor level.

see you soon

Keti Koti

so much more

1 july 1863
perhaps but not yet
wait in chain
untill we demand
you yes you
did build what makes me rich
you yes you 
did cultivate what makes me rich
you yes you
made this country grow
but
you yes you
paid with blood sweat and tears

 

 

too late

perhaps its too late
maybe not
possibilities
it wasn’t me
yet i see
what i got
lets make it into
what we have
gedeeld verleden gezamelijke toekomst

Keti Koti

Today Holland and the rest of the Netherlands remember our 
slavery past and what we did and didn’t do
On the first of July 1863 slavery was banned from our colonies
Suriname and the Dutch Antilles
Today the mayor from Amsterdam said she and her council take responsibility
of what happened in the past and what was done by past councils and mayors.
Nobody alive now in Amsterdam has the blame but they took responsibility.
So she said I appologise for what was done and for the effect it had and has

THANK YOU Femke Halsema for taking this step.

 

abstract

AbstrAct

outline what
the indefinite
or perhaps nothingness

absence of act

theoretical yes
practical no
functional never

extract

notion of noticeable 
conceptable image
creating unreal reality
infront of the lens

best subject for this
water
which is already an unreal element
hard ice, liquid running, soft snow, 

see through
drift on
reflecting storm
all colours
WATER has it 
to experiment with

second book ready
third book
running