Rolling and Smoking Will – A Ghazal
Leftovers marked impending will
Let go if you can bending will
Old China, teak furniture, books
His never-ending quill
I closed the suitcase lid
No hope left in swallowing pills
A garden of roses and jasmine
He wove magic with his tending till
What is gone can’t come back
Time is never standing still
Tumble bumble rumble forth Das
Life is a spellbinding drill
Pictures from the weekend: Amsterdam Bos, Boerderij Meerzicht, Little Gym Amsterdam, De Veranda






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