Stilte

een gang, het was daar dat ik liep
zomaar in een of ander gebied, er
was een kamer, met het bordje
'stilte'

het trok mij aan, ik ben er binnen gegaan
ik hoorde een hart slaan, het was mijn, een
hand bewoog, het was mijn

zo meende ik zelfs, mijn geweten te horen
spreken, dat was waar, over mijzelf en wat
ik fout had gedaan

het praatte mij zelfvertrouwen aan, dat
was wat ik zocht, dacht dat je dat kocht
nee, hier in de 'kamer der stilte'

kreeg ik het toe geworpen om
verder te gaan met morgen

(c) JR. 2013

Sunday, boring Sunday

nailed to my chair
like a hand in a glove
with the world at my feet

I have nowhere to go
no friends to meet
I sit in retreat

a hollow space
an empty face
out of time
out of place

a boring Sunday
is al I have
nailed to a chair
birds in the trees

too far away
sky showing some fatigue
no one near enough to please
a longing is there

it says what you need
is some distracting sleep
to leave a boring Sunday
a withered leaf

(c) JR. eightees

Not so sacred, not mine

sittin' here in my easy chair its laziness
bein' a gift of the maker, with a glass of
wine in my hand

I'm starin' across the table where I picture
her there, sippin' her lost an' lonely wine
not so sacred, not mine, smilin'

I knew there and then this was not to be
forever, yet these are the nights I remember

and she left me as a good wine a reminder
of all those lost yesterdays where the wine
in the end was our only way we did
communicate

and yes, we drank from it our glass filled
with somethin' that never was now the bottle
lies bare

has run dry and it's clear we lost more than
we ever got out of somethin' not so sacred
as our wine was

(c) JR. 2018

Voortleven

de roos,
kracht, passie en kleurenpracht
ontvangen uit een hand met liefde
omgeven

symbool van een nieuw leven
de roos is, zal altijd in iedere
en...elke gedachte voortleven

Stilte

een gang, 't was daar dat ik liep
zomaar in een of ander gebied er
was een kamer met het bordje, 'stilte'

het trok mij aan, ik ben er binnen gegaan
stil, zo stil was 't daar, ik hoorde een hart
slaan, mijn

een hand bewoog, ruiste , mijn zo meende
ik zelfs mijn geweten te horen spreken dat
was waar

over mijzelf, het verleden, wat ik goed of
fout had gedaan, het praatte mij zelfvertrouwen
aan

dat was wat ik zocht, nee hier in
de kamer der 'stilte' kreeg ik het toegeworpen
om verder te gaan met morgen

(c JR. 1985

Statements

it doesn't touch
it can be tough
it can hit hard
the hand of a woman

kickin' dust is my life
I sleep in it I weep in it
'till it's mud for a while

kate, hell of a lady
took me down memorylane
took me into the past
there were children
a house, rent
she just didn't see
it my way
I left


not an empty head in the room
they were so intelligenr, they
weren't all born with a broom

she's like a leather bag
full of skin and a lot of class

she's like a paperbag
full of air and nothingness


a whisper's in the air
going through the galleries
keeps hangin' there

sometimes walls do hear
and carry it through to
the house most near

a whisper in the galleries
has destroyed many fears


I have no tears
for eyes that see
yet are blind

I laid my hand on the tombstone
as I had done so many times
out came a cry you spoke to me
from beyond the skies

ev'ry conversation a battlefield
ev'ry word a sword into the heart
how can you expect any love

wees nog één keer onstuimig
zeg nog één keer
het is te gek geweest
wat je vind is iets
wat je altijd al bent geweest

'Lost in disbelieve'

I wouldn't know
I didn't believe
you were happening to me
yet I saw
I was led like a horse
with no destination

I was lost
lost in disbelieve
this was happening to me
what began so sincere
was merely a fairy tale
you were happening to me

it shouldn't be it never was
what it showed to my eyes
I had it made you made it
a lie

(c) JR.

should I let it come to me
it came in a flash
for an instant I was happy
for an instant I was there

I tasted it it was sweet
with a sour taste I knew
it couldn't be real


'Hot Summer Love'

those hot days of sumer
they're here again and I'm walking
trying to catch the shade
where I know you'll be lying
waiting impatiently

one always is
Hot summer love
waiting to be caught
at the right moment
at the right time

in the right place
passion in the shade
will it stay
don't think it will
'hot summer love'
a thrill

(c) JR.

my soul is dying
my heart does not know


she's in doubt
doesn't know what to choose
happiness, a home,
but freedom too

it isn't for me
to shed some light
in this chaos going on
in her mind

not for me to decide
if she'll have me by her side
she's in doubt, so am I
if we'll ever be

a chance of a lifetime
nobody's there to make us care

(c) JR.


'LINES'

your still the girl
I took home
twenty years ago
I wouldn't have missed a day
for the bad times, sad times
good times

we sailed along
arrived safe in
this day and age
with an experience
no one can take
still the same
still together
with you

something strikes me
I've seen it coming
showing some lines
don't care a dime
I see beauty
surround your eyes
nothing can take away
your soft embrace

(c) JR