Madrason writer

Gold Star - 22,792 Points (24-07-1967 / waalwijk netherlands)

Madrason writer Poems

1841. Maatregel Van Bestuur 3/19/2018
1842. Niets Beloven 3/19/2018
1843. Grijs Maar Niet Kleurloos 3/19/2018
1844. Op De Hoogste Schoorsteen 3/19/2018
1845. Ben Het Verschil 3/20/2018
1846. Genezen Van De Dood 3/20/2018
1847. Reis 3/20/2018
1848. Liefde Proeven 3/20/2018
1849. Eenheid Vormen 3/20/2018
1850. Misogynisten 3/22/2018
1851. Kruissteken 3/22/2018
1852. Lust 3/22/2018
1853. Sterren Werpen 3/22/2018
1854. Wakkergeschud 3/22/2018
1855. No Refuge 3/22/2018
1856. Grains Of Pain 3/23/2018
1857. Spontanitijd 3/23/2018
1858. Creating Positive Awareness 3/19/2015
1859. Playing Dumb 3/24/2015
1860. Bestuurders Krijgen Bijstand 3/20/2015
1861. Please Share! 3/18/2015
1862. Varkens Die Truffels Eten! 3/20/2015
1863. Participatiekamp 3/12/2015
1864. De Luchtkastelen Uitverkocht 2/12/2015
1865. Met Succes Geplaagd 2/19/2015
1866. On The Isle Of Why 3/5/2015
1867. Vrije Ik 2/12/2015
1868. Als Goden Konden Spreken 1/21/2015
1869. Your Own Blood 1/25/2015
1870. Goedemorgen Schat 1/10/2015
1871. Hourglass 1/3/2015
1872. Out Of A Glass Called Time 1/3/2015
1873. Ze Is Er Zo 1/5/2015
1874. Fertile Soils 12/6/2014
1875. Stand Your Ground 4/16/2014
1876. Lampedusa 3 5/13/2014
1877. Samen Oud 10/11/2014
1878. Als Herfstblaeren 9/26/2014
1879. Dark Clouds 9/14/2014
1880. Artiest 7/10/2014

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  • Zoila T. Flores Zoila T. Flores (7/12/2014 3:11:00 PM)

    Nice flaw of words about repentance.

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Best Poem of Madrason writer

Where The Future Has No Name

Voices from forests
move in to the cities
the Metropolitan blues
gets his voice
from strangers with
no choice
like Ghosts
they go back
just like they came
to where the future
has no name. M

for all the great forest people, C Turnbull,
G Schweinfurth and L Sarno and P Julien.

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Grains Of Pain

Here in the West, I rest my case
we think we're civilised
we sell the phrasing Free
as 'the' standard for humanity
that we're the ones with dignity
we steel that food away from mouths
and sent them nope, and burn them out
before they start to shout Democracy
we send their despots Christmas-cards

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