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There’s an old swing

hanging from one of the trees

out back

that craves child’s play

They used to come and sway

every day

he says

and wonders why

they’ve stopped coming by

And not even the wind

though in a playful mood today

can make him forget

©2009 Fenny

All your pain silently wept

in one grief packed droplet

falling from the corner of your eye

unnoticed by anyone

but me

Traceless

it ran down your perfect cheek

while you quickly regained yourself

even smiled

before you began to speak

But the sorrow in that lonely tear

said so much more

©2009 Fenny

She dreamt she was a flower

blooming in a field

petals wide open

her gentle heart revealed

Waving softly in the breeze

while taking in some sun

she was never happier

and then the dream was gone

©2009 Fenny

You went wherever I went

for more than fourteen years

the only one I ever told all

about my hopes and fears

Never judgemental

not capable of holding a grudge

and always melting my heart

with your eyes of rich chocolate fudge

I love you deeply

and you surely were my truest of friends

and so it’s doubly sad our life together

has reached its inevitable end

On your favourite spot in the garden

you laid your weary head to rest

and peacefully went to heaven

in that you were truly blessed

No pain

no suffering

your heart just stopped

ceased remembering

how to beat

Now from the empty morning

in which I miss your enthusiastic greet

to the lonely night

without you lying snoring at my feet

I miss you throughout the day

But there’s kind solace that softens your depart

the countless memories of you frolicking about

will always warm my heart

Goodbye my friend

©2009 Fenny

I don’t want to be a spring anemone

opening my petals to the wind

who in return will blow them away

without as much as a hint

nor do I want to be a basking rose

that withers in the sun

and is all dried up dead

before summer’s been and gone

is what a simple weed said

when offered a choice

by mother Flora

and she went on

And most certainly not an apple tree

losing all its sweet

when autumn leaves softly rustle

underneath peoples feet

nor a bright winter jasmine

blooming alone in a shower of stars

like a little lost soldier

in between winter day wars

No just let me be a simple weed

and I’ll always find a way

to show my leaves

and never shy

©2009 Fenny

Just before dawn

when it’s not dark anymore

but not light either

when everything is shadowless and grey

and only exists through soft whispers

and innuendo

and the air feels like pure silk

softly stroking his body

while the stillness of his motions

almost makes him seem sheer endless

but life itself lacks all meaning

other than to exist

that’s when he wings the sky

looking for prey

©2009 Fenny

Never has there been

a greater injustice

or sin - if you would -

than man robbing earth

of all her beauty and good

leaving nothing but dearth

©2009 Fenny

Our town has disappeared

beneath last night’s ton of snow

and trees moan loud while bending double

under their heavy load

The warning’s out

everyone should best stay indoors

for expectations are

there will come down a whole lot more

The word disaster’s spread

all over the news

but when I look outside

all I see is beauty and peace

Suddenly our busy lives

have come full stop

and not used to taking it as it comes

that much

reactions are a bit over the top

So ease your minds

and lose your frowns

and enjoy this wintry spell

the heavens sent down

for in a week or two

at the most

the snow will all have melted

and disappeared

like an evanescent ghost

©2009 Fenny

Between the layers of my skin

I store all that hurts

and don’t want deep within

even if they’re only words

©2009 Fenny

Pour me another cup of stupid

and sweeten it

with lumps of ignorance

for I feel better

not knowing

©2009 Fenny

The eggshells crushed beneath her feet

when she decided to throw

precautions to the wind

and cross the line

Startled at first

with every little crack

she soon began to love the rhythm

that now accompanied every step

and never tread so light

©2009 Fenny

You belong to the sky

as much as I’m earthbound

and although fate brought us together

that day you lay broken-winged

on the chilly ground

we knew the day would also come

when I’d have to let you go

and you’d follow the sun

So fly away my little Icarus

your wings have healed

and you must go on

before it’s too late

and winter spreads his frosty blanket

over bare soil fields

Fly to where family awaits

and maybe think of me

every once in a while

but never dwell

©2009 Fenny

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She wrote him a letter

explaining how she feels

and that she doesn’t think

their life will get any better

and so she leaves

He softly sighs in his sleep

and turns as she mouths him goodbye

while the house at this unearthly hour

seems to weep

But he’s unaware

and she’s deafened by the freedom bells

that ring in her ears

She finally packed enough courage

to do what she has planned for years

yet somehow was unable

and as she walks towards the door

she drops her letter on the dresser table

©2009 Fenny

Usually I can’t peek through

the veils of mist

that shroud your memory

but every once in a while

I catch a faint glimpse

of who you were

and not seldom

it leaves me torn

between the lie that was

and the truth that is

Unsure of what to think

or how to feel

like waking up

from a bad dream

and knowing you're safe

but still unable to shake

that feeling of unease

©2009 Fenny

Dutch Version:

Tuesday, January 06, 2009

Mistflarden

Meestal zie ik niets

door de flarden van mist

die de herinnering aan jou

aan mijn geestesoog onttrekken

maar af en toe

vang ik een vluchtige glimp op

van wie je was

en niet zelden

laat het me verscheurd achter

tussen de leugen die was

en de waarheid die is

Onzeker wat te denken

of te voelen

een beetje zoals ontwaken

uit een akelige droom

weten dat je veilig bent

maar toch niet in staat

om het gevoel van beklemming

af te schudden

©2009 Fenny

In the early hours of the day

I think of you who wandered off

to foreign shores and other arms

and wonder how you’ve been

Draped in a blanket

against the morning cold

I stare at the waves

collapsing on the beach

and watch another day begin

A gull cries harsh and loud

for no apparent reason

it seems

but I don’t know his mind either

©2009 Fenny

Winter dressed our town

in a white bridal gown

while the sun gives it

a diamond glisten

The freezing cold

bites our noses and toes

and Christmas cheer still echoes

while the New Year

we’re about to christen

What it’ll bring

is still a closed book

The pages will fill only

as the days unhook

with hopefully

lots of happiness

and many blessings

but no matter what it’ll bring

come this year’s end

we’ll raise our glasses

and wish well

our family and friends

and hail the New Year

like a king 

©2008 Fenny