PettiCoat shooting

run away go go go

what in name of what

past taking leave

all for name mention

fallen over rename

she dreams on

lost intention

you name it Yes you

taking away what should

have

been

inside your mind

do people mind

she left

decay undertone

she did get away from the bullets
running into a field away further away
into mist to hide from bullets
she made it
they came out not knowing
I cycled on laughing out really LOUD

Roos Boekjes

Cotton Wool Silence

where is my line

Cotton Wool Silence
still talk under beech leafs
above needle trace
tale away

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cup holding lost torments
taunted perception
under rusted feet
frail away 

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scream torned hunter
acorns out her beak
sworn under
sail away

blogcottonswamlight

black manes follow
thunderstorm frase
ler her paws be stained as
wished away

sunways

bold amber ways
crossing
trail string lane

blogsunray

bold amber ways
slow discovery
what lays underneath

blogsunhang

hangover maroon
from yesterday fairy trail
whatever it has been it is no more

blogsuntrust

hangover maroon
shouts out
what you want to say

blogsundrama

blues over grey
listening to crisper leafs
seeing linger foliole

blogsunpath

blues over grey
shall we stay or should we go
do you know

Just a perfect day
discovering new tracks
cross country
never alone
yet
perfectly still
to reload the battery
and
yes bighorn came across
with all the family

Roos Boekjes

GOSSAMER

it was once again one of them totally perfect days

riding into morning mist to find GOSSAMER without reason
going for red bark 
seeing red mist covering every small open field
small clearing in woods

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leaving an amazing trail of subtle fine lines 
passing this vision would be squander
time will be time taking time makes time
line from a song comes by
having the time of my life

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yet this time comes every year again and again
last year i wrote this one

knowingingly next year we see it again and again
first time was 2003 on my old field now
my eyes are open for Gossamer
time after time

bloggosautumlight

autum ligth makes colours come out like nothing else
filtering through sligth green leafs hitting faded leafs on the edge
nobody else around to shout as human engines have not started
perfect time as silence makes you hear the wind wistle in your ears
while going down hills no music can rival it not even close

bloggosautumlandscape

pure sadisfaction inside a landscape
words flow yet no pencil  
old time made words pass out like 
orange monster Gossamer in Looney Tunes
delicate lines of transient time

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.