Poetry Blog by Rudyard Kooistra
TAPP.
I wouldnt be like you
came through
somewhere from the back
i recall
hearing this little thin voice
fading away.
Sunday 9th May 2021 11:53 pm
No title needed.
Can you read between the lines
emotions on one's fingertips
does red interact with my mind
like most of the time
Fill the gaps with warmth of human skin
How deep does it cut
Space and time bend over the lines
all across but it never felt to kind.
Monday 3rd May 2021 9:25 pm
Proza and grenades.
Dont forget your mask
it hides the scars
contours of a face
Mechanical balanced
its yours, you found it
while trying to keep
it all together
Defend whats wrong
just to look strong
Saving people might
be wasting precious space.
Saturday 24th April 2021 8:19 pm
Such a nice piece of proza.
The curtains closed so silently
a life on the catwalk
empty balcony's
under a bloodred sky
no one will ever hear your songs again
playing your part of your soul away
such a voice will wait patiently
to show us the ropes by which
we will hang ourselves.
Friday 23rd April 2021 7:40 pm
How to end.
mist mirrored
infected scene
never dull
deceiving looks
general rules
it doesnt mean anything
apply for a dream.
Monday 19th April 2021 11:12 pm
Mondrian, composite 1922.
How do i describe the art straight from the heart
Not to show of your glimpse of a rising star
Abstract in a pure way and form
Like the red thread through our lives
Black are the lines that devide colours
making them more static
Nothing will move at our command
White empty spaces taste so sublime
Time tells classics future has come.
Thursday 8th April 2021 10:03 pm
Piet Mondrian one.
Did you know about Mondrian's tree?
It is a tale about being firmly embedded
Through centuries it endured the rise and fall
nothing stood tall against its red and brown
Infinity stood by your side right from the day
humanity turned its face away
embracing its endless praying
to a book of unfortunate fairytales.
Tuesday 6th April 2021 10:19 pm
Constable rewritten.
Behind this rotten gate awaits
a familiar feeling from the depths
of losing one's youth
It is like a sort of repeating spiritual healing
Lifts you up and smacks you down hard to the filth of the ground
Walking on your toes towards a closed front door
Three knocks that would wake the dead inside one's mind
No black smoke escaping from the chimney high above your confused head
...Sunday 4th April 2021 8:59 pm
No title.
your lines are here to stay
give me another day
sing me a lovers fairytale
you beauty you
my constant fight
didn't change my mind
i felt the decay surrounding you
you look so playfull today
let it soak for a while
feelings grew colder
words getting bolder
don't stop the time
eyes that melt my soul
cover those shoulders
Kill love, it's not a crime
beat b...
Saturday 3rd April 2021 6:08 pm
Just a sentence from the great book of Black.
Every page has it dog-ears in many shapes and forms.
Friday 2nd April 2021 9:52 pm
A farm beyond a field.
Stormy winds and dark brooding clouds
follow us around this path to adventure
at unknown places
Sharing our fantastic stories with the farmers
while sitting close to the heat of an open fire
Rustling trees telling us to hurry up, just one more mountain
then we can and will hear that familiar singing.
Thursday 1st April 2021 7:59 pm
Nightmare
Your eyes look like a butterfly
how they dance across your face
capturing the last of your sight
it makes it difficult to focus on
which style of music it follows so strict
Thursday 1st April 2021 6:15 pm
Love, Vincent.
My thoughts towards Vincent
it kept me busy while my back touched the brittle yellow wall
my thinking hat kept its roaring silence, it fellt sublime to be king
at the deepest point of my own dream
To oppress those god awful feelings
of being lost at sea for days on end
I couldnt put it so simply on to the canvas
Touring those endless fields of bold colours
Will it ever comb...
Thursday 18th March 2021 9:05 pm
Rocks, pebbles and sand.
Those ocean sounds mix so well
with the call of the snowy white seagulls
They skillfully ride the wind in endless waves
a sailors personal date with a stonecold grave
Climbing those worn out steps, i paused my backwards counting
Despair, an iron grip that takes its toll on a man's sanity
How much weight will these rocks take
to fade back to its former grand glory.
...
Monday 15th March 2021 10:31 pm
Mud.
Bow down and hit the mud
this brown makes us identical
while we strive to find the meaning
known as soul searching
Freedom died last week from complications
due to prolonged lead poisoning
but it is the thought that kept him alive
times are really changing towards
the beat down blessings you have
while your hands bleed from the rusty nails
that one time torn fragment...
Saturday 13th March 2021 9:55 pm
Pearl.
Why do you wear your vibrant heart
on your chest like a shiny new medal
It glows like a freshly erupted volcano
Your head hangs in the mist of a lush rainforest
One of your hands is searching for a gorgeous
white pearl that shines like the first summers morning
Your shoulders are wearing a heavy looking blood red dress
Its colour matches so nicely with the skull you so despera...
Friday 12th March 2021 7:39 pm
Cloudy.
While we hide, trying to make us
so small
A winged cross above our heads
moving slow but steady
in our direction
Are we being judged
the past of our hearts
even may grant us a new
and improved lease on life.
Colours are blinding the sky
the sun just hides in its shadow
full of shame but who can you blame?
Would you please roll the dice
not once but ...
Thursday 11th March 2021 8:05 pm
Dreambook 13.
Only black shines through the window
two walls contain them, the faceless minds
they are not moving, like roots from an
old tree
They try their best to let me see
No mouth to envy
Communicating is going to be hard
if they put it that way
i have nothing to say
to these puppets on a short string
Blind letters are meaningless
The walls wont tell on them
Nobody...
Tuesday 9th March 2021 9:36 pm
Trains to die for.
I llooked through the window and saw
a man moving his lips and hands in a wild way
it seemed strange to me
why would one be so vocal at this point
you are going somewhere
just wait on your turn like everybody else
Stations will pass, each on their own time
you all are on a fixed line
Heading the same way, everyday repeats it self
Like history in a sense
what if there ...
Monday 8th March 2021 7:42 pm
Galaxy 3
Your face changed so rapidly
its like the seeds who were planted a long time ago
breaking through the strategy of being reincarnated
so many times before
Gone were the blinds that blocked the moment of truth
you once lived for
Ancient beings once roamed through our claimed spaces
Laughing at us for being so childish in our search
Kids who dont know what the hell it is all a...
Saturday 6th March 2021 8:24 pm
The human race.
The death machine shouts it filth
over the heads of all these biggots
Poison hangs heavy in the air
like a suffocating pillow
There is no escaping this everlasting madness
Vile are the smells that leads to total destruction
Your sacrifice will be highly recommended
People with long teeth blame everything on everybody
that sticks around for way to long
Never let them cont...
Friday 5th March 2021 8:34 pm
Rage hard.
You look raw
do you see anything
or is the pain consuming you
I like the little cracks around
your beautifull scars
Your grin shows me
you are not happy
beneath the layers of bandages
to me it looks like you have lost memories to
about the arsenic that poisons one mind
Hate makes rage just a bit more fullfilling.
Friday 5th March 2021 7:20 pm
Blind for a night.
Blindness does not mean
that taste left your senses
Smelling like hell
while you stroll through
unholy roads
A path from the past
lead by hounds as black as tar
guide you across fields
of utter despair and
lose all hope lanes.
Gone are the paved ways
Only a shade of a lost tower burns
at the back of your retina
maybe souls remain here as
a lost cause ...
Friday 5th March 2021 12:56 pm
Book of the death/chapter ending.
Book of the dead
thats what have been said
Celebrating the beginning
or ending
Afterlife hasnt started yet
you tend to forget
the bitterness
eternal darkness
unforgiving loneliness
awaits him who
alienated from pure white grace
one placed a losing bet
its not about to end.
Tuesday 2nd March 2021 9:35 pm
No title for a son.
Stars coincide
precious moments captured
my son, child of gone by times
Decades could not explain
the truth of pain
Obscure sickness, you undone my
prussian blue.
Tuesday 2nd March 2021 8:01 pm
No title is good enough.
Forwards moving
leaning against the wind
your clockwork is revealing
Thoughts are counter progressive
All that you will encounter at the end
sends tears towards a meaningless death
Roots will grow with each earthly breath taken.
Tuesday 2nd March 2021 1:12 pm
No title/never completed anyway.
Skin could be freed
removed by force
shred its existence
Bald is the new death
sentence
Skeleton remains more
than just skindeep
Beautifull bleached bones
tells a short story
former horror glory
you looked good around the eyes.
Sunday 28th February 2021 6:59 pm
No title.
Those trees stand firm
keeping their ground at any cost
Twigs in a maze
what remains are the good thoughts
They will have the last say
Collective mind over useless matter
Wasteland as far as humans could destroy
Dominating the landscape
This is the path
through pain and disaster.
Thursday 18th February 2021 7:11 pm
Widewall
How bad do you feel while crawling
through the dirt and howling at the
darkness of the moon
Seeing your surroundings with
the lightness through the gaps
of your red bandages
Empty is the space between animals and beasts
Human skin just fades away
The signs were there for all to see
or feel
Ignoring the facts for the longest time
about the survival of the species
...Sunday 14th February 2021 10:04 pm
The boy with the gun
Even angels lose some feathers
they get stuck in sand
with a breeze of water
Everything seems to matter
To which side the scale turns
good or even worse
It runs one thought constantly
where did i go wrong?
Sickness in this form
can never be undone.
Tuesday 9th February 2021 8:47 pm
Catastrophic
Have you heard the truth
behind the lies of earth
True intensions will always
surface
Be afraid
Humans will be mortal
paying through blood
The ultimate sacrifice.
Tuesday 9th February 2021 8:20 pm
Little dreamer
The light from the fireplace
together with the candles
dances across the walls
a barriere against the dark
your rolled up sleeves reveal finely formed veins
motoric correct
almost pure of colour
the book of eternal youth
withstands the sleepers
waiting on the smallest chance
everlasting stimulation and development
researching facts about love
Beginning and lifes...
Friday 5th February 2021 12:30 pm
Steady as she goes
Metal strikes wood
sings its muffled sounds
from countless gaping wounds
The insane looking dog
almost dead in its tracks
cries loudly
Pain, pain
pure suffering
release your beast
honour the ground
sacrifice time
stutter words.
Friday 5th February 2021 10:41 am
We are heading towards the end
of our own existence
caught up by the past
your soul will be dissected
stripped
violated
Skullcap has been lifted
poison shall always be there
scythe tightened
the cross tossed aside
Death comes and goes through
the little holes of our lifes
if this is
who would envy me?
Monday 25th January 2021 9:23 pm
Empty rooms.
Suspicious soft is the loving touch
crib death is what it was
Isolated human emotions
Walls relieved from their failed functions
Builds layers of stories
a repeating attempt
to chain the demons
from within
Silenced and twisted
aside
a sweep of the tabletop
is what will remain
Apparition sways
its dead gently back
to its sleeping stage.
Friday 22nd January 2021 1:03 pm
John Martin 1851/3
We have reached our top
the lake looks so tiny
and fragile
Waterfall just goes on
mixes blue and white
do you feel allright?
Words softly spoken
whispering dead mans
crutches
Guard the plains and
forgotten mountains
As if we were the last
off gods sons and daughters.
Friday 15th January 2021 5:06 pm
Black as death.
Spaces, how black brought us death
Lies
Cut your own flesh
Everything exept
the medicine
Behaviour problems
Your background doesnt mean anything to me
you see
heaven or hell
will it be fifty percent
to me
Nightmares always or never
Two times fifty percent
makes screaming one hunderd percent
Is there a lifeforce to ask
a speedy solution
what a bloody ...
Friday 8th January 2021 11:41 pm
No human.
Enjoy, dont be scared
the world as we know it
will still be turning
Horrors can suffocate
and blow smoke around your soul
Blurry are the stories that keep
clinging to your lips
Your skin itches under
the sheets
Summers drought created
static electricity
at any given time
Chemistry between humans
oozes complexity
Look
Sigh
Cue
Each piece of being
...Friday 8th January 2021 10:38 pm
Dartmoor
The ghost fears its thinking
about walking
faster and faster
approaching mountains
seconds turn to two curses
Pushed up blood
murmurs trough my eyes
by a gnawing evil force
a slightly suppressed feeling
still i must be going
Haste drives me over these plains
dried up riverbeds
and breaking branches
the first hedge drops
splashing on starving flowers
it ...
Wednesday 6th January 2021 8:22 pm
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