tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59511857327577828262011-07-08T04:29:47.706-07:00CIRCUS LYRICA et la MUSICASpectacle Coupéhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14543316636113618841noreply@blogger.comBlogger181100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951185732757782826.post-87833521435469539502009-11-28T04:01:00.000-08:002009-11-28T10:58:08.898-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Adqc-VCa2Yk/SxET5FIH0vI/AAAAAAAAAE0/4DXYORK2Ijs/s1600/Heerenlogement+2009+000.bmp"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Adqc-VCa2Yk/SxET5FIH0vI/AAAAAAAAAE0/4DXYORK2Ijs/s400/Heerenlogement+2009+000.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409126498798392050" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Adqc-VCa2Yk/SxETqQhI9zI/AAAAAAAAAEs/_Ia4QMvP24Y/s1600/Heerenlogement+2009+011.bmp"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Adqc-VCa2Yk/SxETqQhI9zI/AAAAAAAAAEs/_Ia4QMvP24Y/s400/Heerenlogement+2009+011.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409126244158076722" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Adqc-VCa2Yk/SxER36LB5HI/AAAAAAAAAEk/4pEUlpV4NNw/s1600/Heerenlogement+2009+009.bmp"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 393px; height: 316px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Adqc-VCa2Yk/SxER36LB5HI/AAAAAAAAAEk/4pEUlpV4NNw/s400/Heerenlogement+2009+009.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409124279654671474" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Adqc-VCa2Yk/SxERrU6Yj8I/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZSm9d7WbQOQ/s1600/Heerenlogement+2009+008.bmp"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Adqc-VCa2Yk/SxERrU6Yj8I/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZSm9d7WbQOQ/s400/Heerenlogement+2009+008.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409124063494311874" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5951185732757782826-8783352143546953950?l=spectacle-coupe.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Spectacle Coupéhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14543316636113618841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951185732757782826.post-8664017889850054272009-11-22T05:17:00.000-08:002009-11-22T05:28:51.258-08:00<em>(bleek wat buurvrouwen<br />met buurmeisje bedoelden)</em><br /><br />Beeldig is verwrongen.<br />Zorgvuldig opgeslagen zijn beelden:<br />Kaders in bedrog.<br /><br />Samenraapsel; in herinnering.<br />Ongepolijste<br />Vooralsnog- verdringing weggepoetst.<br /><br />Beeldig bleek vertrokken, wat<br />Buurvrouwen dan nog met het<br />Buurmeisje bedoelden.<br /><br />Mannen liepen op de maan. Rondom hemel<br />Driedaags ruimte<br />Hier vandaan.<br /><br />Tot de krochten inzicht,<br />Op een uitzicht blauw bestaan,<br />Geen god- misschien Apollo, gaan. <br /><br />Dat er voor de hemel wolken hangen:<br />Psalmen over gezangen,<br />Gewrichten tegen wangen.<br /><br />En alles gaat eraan!<br /><br />Beelden blijven hangen. Als meer nog<br />Het bedrog. Geen beeld blijf ik <br />Te buiten: een beeld blijft het toch.<br /><br />Cinema's... stomme films...<br />Een rolprent eindeloze reeks<br />Alleen aftiteling.<br /><br />Mij doet de ether ingeademd<br />Als een toestand vrije lucht...<br />Loop het lijf er dwars doorheen: <br />Camera's, die <br />Continu of <br />Autonoom tot draaien overgaan,<br /><br />Die, mijn visueel<br />Mes op de keel, zonder meer<br />In elkanders schootsveld staan.<br /><br />Camera's op inboedel, op<br />Interieurs van enen en nullen,<br />Van elke lummel op het net gezet:<br /><br />Huiskamer haatmail anoniem<br />Jeukt virtueel verzoek<br />Om kort en klein te slaan.<br /><br />Immers- iedereen gaat eraan...!<br /><br />Dat uit de hemel halzen staken.<br />Wereldwijd wijd open ogen en wijd open monden <br />Keken kaken gezichten voorgehangen.<br /><br />Metamorf megalomaan: camera's<br />Publiekdomein, privé-terrein, <br />Nymfomaan vreemdgegaan.<br /><br />Vrouw van de wereld,<br />Diva van de webcam, <br />Madame van de cumshot.<br /><br />Beeldig dat begrepen we nog wel<br />Beeldig zeiden buurvrouwen wanneer ze ons<br />Buurmeisje bedoelen...<br /><br />Toch, ten einde raad, zijn wij toen maar<br />Met haar camera<br />Alsnog, bij haar, naar binnengegaan.<br /><br />Beeldig had het ooit met ons, zo zei ze: <br />In de bosjes wel gezien; <br />Beeldig joeg haar dromen achterna. <br /><br />Beeldig vloog de vaart der volkeren achteraan. <br />Beeldig vond zich, zeven sloten tegelijk <br />Drooggestaan, verdronken in de beeldcultuur. <br /><br />Beeldig is verdronken in de beeldcultuur<br />Beeldig is verdronken<br /><br />Beeldig is eraan<br /><br /><br />2009©Ronald Jan Fokkema<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5951185732757782826-866401788985005427?l=spectacle-coupe.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Spectacle 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400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Adqc-VCa2Yk/SsstTpp0pbI/AAAAAAAAABU/riFS7q4WKjc/s400/afb_74_159676.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Impressie vernissage en (daarbij) voordracht gedicht 'De Kunstbroeder', zoals gepubliceerd in het gelukkig maar rijk geïllustreerde boek 'Een zee van licht': schilderijen van Peter van der Ploeg. September 2009.<br /><br /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Diner/Nazit/Toegift</span><br /><br />Ja, ja: het was reuze gezellig, het werd zelfs de dichter wat teveel. Pas de volgende ochtend heeft Peter het spreekwoordelijk licht (in deze: zijn zee van licht) uitgedaan; uw dichter- eigenlijk geheel tegen zijn natuur in- lag toen allang te slapen. Weer wakker geworden viel hem bijna de schemering in! Heer Van der Ploeg inmiddels, na een soort van middagdutje, feestte de tweede dag praktisch halverwege (opnieuw een lange nacht én Dag Drie zouden nog volgen- zo hoorde ik later van deze of gene) en/of hield de zee zich maar even op de vlakte: edoch baadde in niet minder licht...<br /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5951185732757782826-229897448656098729?l=spectacle-coupe.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Spectacle Coupéhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14543316636113618841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951185732757782826.post-77210859183520949032009-10-05T03:32:00.000-07:002009-10-14T22:42:06.068-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Adqc-VCa2Yk/SsnLoeoubcI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Le4KcbU6xB8/s1600-h/sc3.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389062325404593602" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 225px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Adqc-VCa2Yk/SsnLoeoubcI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Le4KcbU6xB8/s400/sc3.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5951185732757782826-7721085918352094903?l=spectacle-coupe.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Spectacle Coupéhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14543316636113618841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951185732757782826.post-83896015180232790542009-09-23T06:39:00.000-07:002009-09-23T07:28:07.667-07:00Een waargebeurd verhaal ten tijde zwarte- en blanke artiesten in de USA nog een eigen circuit (podia én publiek) bedienden; maar vooral zwarte musici- hun leven niet zeker- vaak bewapend waren...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Blues Met Ballen</span></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;">B</span><span style="font-size:85%;">ij<span style="font-size:100%;"> nacht en ontij:<br />Ochtendstemming;<br /><br />Ochtendgloren!<br /><br />Ochtendlul.<br />Zou hij tot de allergrootsten gaan behoren,<br />Nieuwe modulaties horen?<br /><br />Notenkraker, wonderkind?<br /><br />Howlin' Wolf<br />Volvoer de roedel<br />En hij was zijn tamboer,<br /><br />Toen, die blauwe nacht<br /><br />Allicht vergeten<br />Lag diens broekzak<br />In cadans op driekwartsmaat,<br />Zijn pistool in ongemak.<br /><br />Dat hem plots op twaalfde tel<br />Een roffel aan zou vangen<br />Als timing van een overspel.<br />Zoveel hem iets te binnenschoot.<br /><br />Sam Lay was een harde, hij raakte<br />Liever goed<br />Op de laatste klap.<br />Zoveel een kogel floot.<br /><br />Dat wijl de meisjes, moeders<br />Dochters, dames<br />Hun handjes stuk applaudisseerden:<br /><br />Musiceren is jongleren- meer voor mannen,<br />Jongeheren:<br />Blues met ballen,<br /><br />Kut met peren.<br /><br /> <br />Ronald Jan Fokkema<br /></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"></span><br /></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5951185732757782826-8389601518023279054?l=spectacle-coupe.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Spectacle Coupéhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14543316636113618841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951185732757782826.post-40595372115655636102009-09-23T06:17:00.000-07:002009-10-06T04:19:21.310-07:00<span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Vivace</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Langs trage stromen<br />Slagroomdromen<br />Die in rivieren<br />Samenkomen<br />Van pure chocola-<br />Kruisen kano's suikerspiegels,<br />Langevingers<br />Bokkenpoten.<br />In de verte van smaragd<br />Scheurbuikt babu Krakatau<br />Blauwe diamanten.<br />Kielhaalt koffie om kaneel<br />Zacht struweel om opiaat;<br />Zoethout overzee.<br />Terwijl híer haar oevers groeien<br />In palet van perzik en pistache<br />Op straggiatellaberkenbast,<br />Boerenjongens<br />In hun broekjes van biscuit.</span></span></span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><br /><br /> Ronald Jan Fokkema<br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span></span></span></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5951185732757782826-4059537211565563610?l=spectacle-coupe.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Spectacle Coupéhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14543316636113618841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951185732757782826.post-19766594010127015862009-09-18T23:40:00.000-07:002009-09-18T23:46:05.073-07:00Lyts man<br /><br />Ik wie bang foar hynders<br />Ik wie bang foar heit<br />Net dat alles der oan leit<br />Mar ik wie mei mysels útskaaid<br />Foar dat ik begûn<br />Noch foar ik moarn as middei fûn<br /><br />It libben laket my ta<br />Mar as it wer reint<br />Wol ik in mûtse ha<br />Mei in gatsje boppe-yn<br />Ik bin slein en skeind<br />Kin neat oan’e holle ha<br />Ik wol in bûse mei mysels dêr yn<br /><br />Gelyk is in skyl<br />Fan alles brekke oan fertille<br />Ferjouwing, ferjit, ferskil<br />Fertriet fansels as in protte wille<br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">©Anno Galama/Ronald Jan Fokkema</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5951185732757782826-1976659401012701586?l=spectacle-coupe.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Spectacle Coupéhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14543316636113618841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951185732757782826.post-65661888059060686972009-09-17T05:32:00.000-07:002009-09-19T00:15:09.412-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Adqc-VCa2Yk/SrR4eiv8O1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/Zd50Z_1di6Q/s1600-h/touw.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383059920733879122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Adqc-VCa2Yk/SrR4eiv8O1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/Zd50Z_1di6Q/s400/touw.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="http://www.petervanderploeg.nl/">©Peter van der Ploeg</a></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Touw<br /></span><br />In de tuin droogt de wind aan een touw<br />De tak torst<br />Wind wil zwaar zijn<br />Als het touw gevonden heeft<br />Om even aan te hangen<br />Of hij uitrust<br />Het touw rafelt<br />Naarmate het neervalt<br />Een ander einde kent het niet<br />Het kietelt en kruipt<br />Steeds verder omhoog<br />Weg<br />Van het einde.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Ronald Jan Fokkema©2003</span> </div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5951185732757782826-6566188805906068697?l=spectacle-coupe.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Spectacle Coupéhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14543316636113618841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951185732757782826.post-71914856242766387352009-09-12T06:09:00.000-07:002009-10-06T05:46:23.471-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Adqc-VCa2Yk/Sss8FVtHEnI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASvfA-h75BA/s1600-h/brilkop.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 236px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Adqc-VCa2Yk/Sss8FVtHEnI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASvfA-h75BA/s400/brilkop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389467441502294642" border="0" /></a><br /><em>Toen zag ik aan de kant van het kerkje een rijzige, maar toch ook wat gebogen figuur met lang haar verschijnen die geheel in het zwart was gekleed. Het kon niet anders dan een dichter zijn, en dat bleek ook het geval. Onder zijn arm droeg hij een koker met een paar grote vellen erin waarop gedichten van zijn hand over de Afsluitdijk stonden. Hij heette Ronald Jan Fokkema, en gezond zag hij er bapaald niet uit. Na een kort gesprek, vervolgde hij zijn weg - ik weet niet waarheen, maar om redenen die ik niet begreep had ik toch met hem te doen. Onzin natuurlijk, hij had mijn begrip en mededogen helemaal niet nodig. Hij dichtte, en hij leefde. Wat wil je nog meer?</em><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Martin Bril © Volkskrant 26 mei 2007</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5951185732757782826-7191485624276638735?l=spectacle-coupe.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Spectacle Coupéhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14543316636113618841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951185732757782826.post-10717491123709564672009-09-12T05:42:00.000-07:002009-09-12T05:56:15.107-07:00<p><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8c3de1e416e30d20" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8c3de1e416e30d20%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329912108%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D52CCEF07B66EF38602EBA2F6953517DB621C15CA.528A27979CA26990BE091EE1BF7A80BF6ACCBEDF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8c3de1e416e30d20%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DoBCfHQpgfZYEufxJ9H7I1TMI0cE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8c3de1e416e30d20%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329912108%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D52CCEF07B66EF38602EBA2F6953517DB621C15CA.528A27979CA26990BE091EE1BF7A80BF6ACCBEDF%26key%3Dck1&iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8c3de1e416e30d20%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DoBCfHQpgfZYEufxJ9H7I1TMI0cE&autoplay=0&ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /></object></p><p><span style="font-size:85%;">SpectacleCoupé©2009</span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5951185732757782826-1071749112370956467?l=spectacle-coupe.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Spectacle Coupéhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14543316636113618841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951185732757782826.post-53937420240615367142009-09-12T01:45:00.000-07:002009-09-12T05:38:07.962-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Adqc-VCa2Yk/Sqtfz1hNwDI/AAAAAAAAAAk/sFvCPLS5Pn4/s1600-h/vuurtoren.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380499523968548914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Adqc-VCa2Yk/Sqtfz1hNwDI/AAAAAAAAAAk/sFvCPLS5Pn4/s400/vuurtoren.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">Light house white high blue sky </div>honeymoon<br />hotel<br />bed<br />&amp; babe,<br />morning after thrill<br />bye<br />bye<br />bill,<br />love.<br />So long!<br />(Fuck!).<br />(Yeah),<br />U2!<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Ronald Jan Fokkema©2009</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5951185732757782826-5393742024061536714?l=spectacle-coupe.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Spectacle Coupéhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14543316636113618841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951185732757782826.post-58928898562758704412009-09-10T13:43:00.001-07:002009-10-17T14:35:17.437-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Adqc-VCa2Yk/SqllEmar1QI/AAAAAAAAAAc/KHPpy5EsuEM/s1600-h/tosca.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379942359577122050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Adqc-VCa2Yk/SqllEmar1QI/AAAAAAAAAAc/KHPpy5EsuEM/s400/tosca.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><p>Buiten is naar buiten kijken. Buiten is maar buiten </p><p>Als je er naar kijkt.</p><p>Kijken is buiten.</p><p>Eenmaal buiten is alles anders. </p><p>Zo is buiten.</p><p>Fijn om naar te kijken.</p><p>Of om op te hopen; </p><p>Altijd wat </p><p>In te geloven. Altijd! </p><p>Alles! Allemaal! </p><p>En voor te stellen- stel je vóór: </p><p>In te staan voor wat er </p><p>Helemaal </P><p>Niet toedoet, </p><p>Waarna het warme welkom. </P><p>Waarvan de stemming danig </p><p>Om wil </p><p>Slaan. </p><p>Ondertussen in te beelden, (voor te stellen) </p><p>Vast te bijten, (uit te kijken). </p><p>Zoveel valt er verder</p><p>Niet te zien.</p><p><span style="font-size:85%;">Ronald Jan Fokkema©2009</span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5951185732757782826-5892889856275870441?l=spectacle-coupe.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Spectacle Coupéhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14543316636113618841noreply@blogger.com