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

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

GARDENING

pottering away in any garden
 feel one with nature
part of nature
no standing order
 alone within thousands

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creating living sculptures
unpredictable art
soundless motion of growing
seed leaf stem tree bee
weaponless power inside green involvement

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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

TRIP

TRIP
contrast in photos
contrast in journey
towards

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last


from pipes, good smoke, to watery lines
long shadows override lonely ride
push down followed by upwards pull
slow motion advanced sight

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shadows of dawn


roar of motorwaaayyy going over inside chirping
certain warble takes distinction
accelerate vision
old creeping raising questions of contrast
still  filling airspace  


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possibilities      


old verses new
giving  living space
stroll in with eyes wide open
leave with head in motionless thinking

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human made


say inside contractions
it can be done
contrast of cultivated wild

 

 

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