English Poems

Eventually the snow will melt.

melting-snow

 

Liberty

new-york-2

Winterpoem

snowangels

To the brave ones, who choose to love and shed light in dark places.

liberty

The Christmas child knew all about oppression, poverty and having to flee for your life.

refugee-christmas

Awaiting the light.

advent-english

Evening walk.

walk-slow-fall

Nooo, it’s not too early for Jingle Bells!

and-so-it-begins-christmas

Autumn

falling

The crazy ( French) discussion on the burka made me think of this little scene I saw at the beach. Freedom can only be offered, never forced.

Waves

A brave young woman embraced the life given to her in a strange new place. Her name was Ruth, which means friend.

Threshing floor

Vive la France

Salt

July 1st 1863 slavery was finally abolished in the Netherlands. The anual day of remembrance and celebration is called Keti Koti, which means Broken Chains.

Broken chains

Shouldn’t those of us who say we feel inspired by a God of love, be known first of all, as people who try to love deeply and without prejudice?

same love

Come out and play!

Rocketship

Heroes tend to fall from pedestals. Some rise from the dead though.

Heroes

Pentecost; when hope filled the air and lit a fire.

hope

Sometimes we get a little sunburned when we embrace our freedom. So be it.

Shoreline

Cheers, here’s to imperfection.

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Living together with a fifteen year old is an excellent and a challenging thing.

Fifteen

Easter tells a hopeful story that, eventually, love wins. However, the road to love can be lonely and difficult, a reality faced daily by the refugee’s on European doorsteps.

Easter 2016

A sunny little poem:

Morning coffee

Growing up in the biblebelt:

Image

Valentine’s day.

Valentine

About Leadership and Election Day.

Trumpet

Eve; mother of all, bearer of life.

Eve

A new year full of opportunities!

new yearsday

Peace on earth, good will to men.

let it snow

Black night in Paris. Picture taken by alessandro silipo.

Paris

No mountaintop without the valley.

November 2015, Valley
November 2015, Valley

Another little lovepoem. The beautiful sculpure is Rodin’s ‘Lover’s hands”.

No wifi, October 2015.
No wifi, October 2015

Thoughts on the Middle East conflict, to the mothers on all sides.

City of Peace

I do love the fall. It brings out the romantic in me.

September 2015, Autumn
September 2015, Autumn

The 12 steps is a well-known and succesful method that helps people to cope with addiction.

September 2015, Frailty
September 2015, Frailty

To the brave parents in divorce, who chose to put the needs of their children before their own needs.

September 2015, Separated
September 2015, Separated

Inspired by C.S. Lewis, who for me was the first to give words to the longing.

September 2015, Dragging Wings
September 2015, Dragging Wings

For the Syrian refugees on our doorstep.

August 2015, Refugee
August 2015, Refugee

A little love song.

July 2015, Invitation
July 2015, Invitation

My poems can also be found at: https://www.facebook.com/walkslowpoetry/

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