Poem -

herd of horses

(Artwork is a drawing by my wife)

herd of horses

All of a sudden,
differentiated centimetres,
all over, alone,
fearfully alone,

longing for

metres squared
by meeting you
in the middle of all
this
turmoil;

at crossroads near woods
on the edge of a desert of meadows, where
there will be
well, a well,
flow

of motion,
silence

weaving stills
to calm
stampeding words –
a herd strong as horse

spreading by kiss, 
and yet
touch skin to merge:

you-me/we>us,
listening to

the way in,
a square, room to meet,
feet rooting like trees
catching sun and rain
to grass for the herd to sleepdream
on quiet, for the herd

to become one horse again

and my tears have filled
the well, clouds reflect on
its surface we learned to grow…
 

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Bernadete van d...

Hi John, it’s good to see you here again,
it has been a while. I hope life is treating you both well.
Your three poems seem to be all intertwined, all about 
growth and self reflection, even the one about a dream. 
I really like them.
Warm wishes,
Bernadete 

 

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John Loopstra

Thank you, you are right, it is good to be back on Cosmo, to have the time and quiet of mind needed to surf Cosmo. Work was taking up so much energy and personal growth the bit that was left... Yet, it makes me write again after many words ending in the dustbin... The last two are "the way out"... The dream was somewhere in december and led to the way into a process of getting rid of more old stuff (ghosts from the past)... 

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Marion

John... three very deep and soulful writes. All a treat to read, it's good to see you back. Wonderful artwork also by your wife x

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John Loopstra

Hanx, my wife feels chuffed by your appreciation of her fitting drawing... 

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