East Ukraine

Parts of Holland may decide

To choose Russia over us

For all I care–why fuss

Let people freely decide






Port of Amsterdam

Ocean ships, big waves

First I got sea sick, then scared

I loved each moment







Lakes, canals nearly overflood

Marinas, some homes did flood

Rarely I heard such rain

Some people are in pain



The propaganda war

Has evil in store

Could the US, Russia steer

To something from which to stay clear?


The Other Day

I went for a walk in the woods all alone

All was dark, not even the moon shone

Just this, I walked straight into my love’s arms

A fine place with no harms



Time goes by so fast

My sons’ vacation goes by

Before I notice


At Last

In a moment I’ll leave home

To sleep on my boat

New experience afloat

On my outdoor home


National Day Of Mourning

The first 40 funeral cars

Lesson from vulnerability

Of other people’s wars

Is to live & enjoy now in humility


Day Of Mourning

Tomorrow, those who died

On the plane shot down last week

Will be memorized nationwide

For many, these times are bleak


Bad News

It seems to have no end
It gets harder to digest now
I try to defend
Faith in humanity, somehow

It’s wrong to choose sides
Between East & West Ukraine
If it’s for Russia the East takes strides,
All opposition will be in vain

Yet, Ukraine brought itself shame
Who really attacked the plane?
Can Russia afford to defame
It’s big seat in the human chain?

I regret the USA isn’t impartial
It should let go of Ukraine’s choices
The EU won’t be universal
It cannot but accept other voices

Then, local customs differ from ours
Everybody is saddened by everybody
Misunderstandings take hours
Now, loss of dignity they embody

One thing I can’t understand
Why air traffic doesn’t avoid
Violent areas–safety it must defend
Yet, cost is what gets them annoyed



Thunder forcast
Kept me indoors, for now
Later this week will be a blast
Then I’ll go anyhow


First Time

Tomorrow I’ll sleep on my boat
It’s become a home afloat
An outdoor dominion
After some innovation


Past & Future

Being there for others is good
Future rises from the past–or the present
What fits in the hood
Does not torment



I try to see others as they are
There’s enough I don’t see
Space is a soothing ware
Life itself makes free


Looking Forward

Nice things lie ahead
Let’s have fun
Under who may burn our skin red:
Our Sun


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