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She is doing the dishes, washing his cup
Staring out the small kitchen window
To her garden, memories blooming
The sweet smell of a fresh summer
A longer breath out

The cup with “The greatest dad”, a gift
From the two big men, then their boys
She would watch, through the window
How…

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I feel it this morning, it hangs in the air
This thickness of time, so unprepared
The sun starts painting, bright orange red
Heat thick as honey, keeping me in my bed

But I go on

I feel the wind on this day, hitting my face
Slicing nothingness of sharp, pain’s…

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Today I choose purple, and platinum blond
I feel fierce and I will hold on to the bond
I made with myself to force others beyond
The way they have always looked at me
So today I wear purple and I am blonde

I think I will put some nail…

She is short and I am tall
We naturally talk about it all
Over the phone during a call
More than thirty years,
Never nearly finished at all

Girls stand together, my dear
Not only then, during puberty’s tears
But through divorces in the years
Raising our children
Together alone…

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I told myself “That what you long for is equally seeking you.”
Every night, Every night, but little did I know

The distance between us was already
Ever so slowly diminishing in time
Could you have imagined this a year ago?
Look at where we are now

I told myself…

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Grief is love
Love is grief
It’s the only mantra that keeps me safe
It’s the only mantra that keeps me sane

Because now it means that the emptiness
Has a romantic meaningful reason to exist
And it not just senseless senselessness
This emptiness dragging on to amount to nothing

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All the guys I’ve dated, and I liked the time spent
I wished for time to pass, for the silence to end
Appropriate timing for the next message sent
Except with you, I know time needs to pass

I remember most of them, well dressed, kept
Afraid of jumping in, scared off by real dept
My interest lost in their futures, all mapped
Except with you, I enjoy the untold chaos

With all of them a glorious victory earned
Each kiss and date, stories to the concerned
Every time, when it ended, a new lesson learned
Except with you, no needed scoring to uphold

They are part of my tumultuous past, shown
Names and numbers, left lost in my phone
Flashes of faces in my fading memory, gone
I felt uncertain with all of them, never with you

Jim van den Bos

I am an Amsterdam based writer, to whom poetry comes easiest. Love to explore storytelling, and how that works in real life as well. Curious about most things.

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