Femia Cools, 17 marca 2012
The Way
that had to be the title and therefore,
there, I give the meaning away!
where for me the full white first
and above all is filled with loitering,
being lost and the groping of
stillborn phrases that pass by
without here or there or a direction,
goal or let alone
a final objective, I now have to go
and indicate by tracks
casually given, that already
shaped, step by step, what will be
because of the title, a way
( this poem is about the question: why a title? )
Femia Cools, 16 stycznia 2012
trees-bending surface
of floating wet, leave and murmur
keeps, accompanied by banks,
its eye on its speed with its grit
Femia Cools, 15 stycznia 2012
coming soon is
right now as in
as soon as possible
shortly before about
or in the near future
readely after
the appointed time
when immediately
became obsolete
Femia Cools, 15 stycznia 2012
your hair is growing on my back
and you don't come with scissors
my head is bald and yours is missing
do hand me a pair of whiskers
everything is out of place
and I am in the middle
you ask me to forget you not
but you play second fiddle
oh, let us jump on hemp or fiber
and leave the ropes to misery
you go first and I will stay
on lines of shallow mystery
Femia Cools, 4 grudnia 2011
the child jumped over the frog
the frog jumped over the child
the child jumped over the frog again
the frog jumped over the child again
the child jumped forth
the frog jumped forth
the child jumped back
the frog couldn't do that
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