Ripples

ShallowBarely hereA ripple in the water.My heart whispers to yoursIts dirty little secretIn words left unspoken.  Too clear.Too near.To the core, to the centre,To the goddamn middleOf the soul that resides here.  FaintBarely thereA sigh on the windMy hand reaches for yoursScared of a secretThat might leave me broken.    

New

When I say it is different..When I say it is new..When I say pasts are over…Will you see my words true?Because I know that I mean them..Because I know that they’re real…Because I know they say much less…Than what I really feel..But will you allow me to be scared…And will you allow me to wait…For

Reflections – The great tits

The past few weeks there’s been these two little birdies that have been driving me crazy. CRAZY I tell you!Great tits, actually (yes. I giggled). Throughout the ENTIRE day – these two bastards LAUNCH themselves at my french doors. PECK at my french doors. Flap their wings, stomp their feet, thomp their bodies against my

No more Cinderella-dating!

Woohoo!There’s a (bit of) light at the end of the tunnel!Sort of. I guess. Maybe. A little.Ok, probably not, but for now – still a yay moment:No more Cinderella dating! The Lockdown Curfew here in the Netherlands (no one allowed outside between 21:00 and 04:30) has officially been cancelled today as a decision from a

Thoughts on the Hunt

Men like the chase – they say.Remnants from earlier times, where they were the hunters and we mere women the gatherers. Where a good clubbing over the head, and being dragged into a cave was considered foreplay and where consent was a word not yet invented. An easier time, I wager, regardless of all of

Love and Risk Aversion

There’s only a few things that I am certain of in life – and one of them is that I do NOT like uncertainty.Unknown gifts freak me the hell out and if you ever think of throwing me a surprise party: rethink that strategy! Yer killing me! I still think back in horror to that

When you know.

Facing the abyss Stare into icecream pints Rocky road bottom And as a simple haiku may show – sometimes you’ll just know when you hit it. Hard, undeniably and unavoidably. There’s some destinies one may not escape. It might be mine to set the new world record for sheer amount of Ben and Jerries ingested.

Lost words

I could spell it out for youBut my words, they hold no meaningFalling on deaf ears,Resting on mute tongues,Fading in deafening silenceAnd would they ever be enough?  I would spell it out for youBut my words, they hold no swayOver a focused mindAnd poignant emotionsHastily felt,  easily discardedAnd probably never enough.  I should spell it

Puzzled

It’s when I stopped looking For you….All the time,Every time,That I found the time.  No more staring at the driveway,Or just glancing at the door,Waiting,Knowing you won’t come around no more.No more staring at my phone,Or looking for your name, on the list of who read what where,Waiting,Knowing you’re no longer there.  It’s when I

Weakness

Now that I’ve made it through the first two seasons of Arrow – I can safely say: This is going to be a tough as fuck resolution to keep, watching the entirety of its 8 seasons. I am definitely a Marvel humor and swag girl over the death and drama of the DC universe. But