At the hairdresser's

I have my hair washed, my fear --


needs to be rinsed out.


Bij de kapper laatBeim Friseur lasse
ik mijn haar wassen, mijn angst --ich mir die Haare waschen --
eruit masseren.die Angst ausspülen.

Poem H6010
Amsterdam, 2025-11-13
The Man in the Wooden Hat (Jane Gardam) - 2017
Novel, part 1: Marriage, chapter 6
Collection: Em Brace
Tribute to: Gardam, Jane 
 

Zywa Full of flowers

Sometimes, outside is more
than being on the road
with an agenda full
of health care

with a head full
of things to arrange
and a belly full
of metabolic problems

but also a heart full
of zest for life
that keeps me going
and gets me out of bed

Sometimes, outside is more
than infectious air -
the space of a quiet park
the freedom of my pure self

in good times and bad
all year round
under thin or thick clothes:
full of flowers

Poem 5681
Amsterdam, 2025-10-07
(referring to the body painting of a flower branch on August 9th, 2021)
Collection: On living on [1]
Dedicated to: Maria Godschalk 
 

Breathe in and breathe out,

let the mists go, let be your --


body a mountain.


Adem in en uit,Atme ein und aus,
laat de nevels gaan, laat je --lass den Nebel, lass deinen --
lichaam een berg zijn.Körper ein Berg sein.

Poem H5275
Amsterdam, 2025-02-25
Alpha (Jan-Willem van Ewijk) - 2024
Meditation at the beginning of the film "Alpha"
Collection: Home sea
Tribute to: Van Ewijk, Jan-Willem 
 

Attention is nice

even from a distance, but --


I miss our embrace.


Ook van een afstandAufmerksamkeit aus
is aandacht fijn, al mis ik --der Ferne ist schön, aber --
onze omarming.sich zu umarmen...

Poem S2554
Amsterdam, 2025-02-06
Collection: More
 

With a cigarette

she burns her behaviour out --


of her skin, her flesh.


Met een sigaretDie Zigarette
brandt ze haar gedrag weg uit --brennt ihr Verhalten aus ihr-
haar huid, uit haar vlees.er Haut, ihrem Fleisch.

Poem S2544
Amsterdam, 2025-01-31
She came to stay (Simone de Beauvoir) - 1943
Novel (roman à clef) "L'invitée" (1943, "She came to stay" / "The Invitee", 1949), part 2, chapter 4
Collection: Over
Tribute to: De Beauvoir, Simone 
 

Hours alone, taking,

good care of myself, with time --


for vipassana.


Uren alleen thuis,Allein zu Hause,
voor mezelf zorgen, met tijd --für mich selbst sorgen, mit Zeit --
voor vipassana.für Vipassana.

Poem H5100
Amsterdam, 2024-11-30
Vipassana: seeing you physical and mental self, the nature of life, and the possibilities of the world, as they are
Collection: Untwisted
Dedicated to: Maria Godschalk 
 

Shy, he grabs his glass,

finishes it and puts it --


down with a loud tap.


Schuw grijpt hij zijn glas,Scheu greift er sein Glas,
drinkt het leeg en zet het neer --trinkt es leer und stellt es ab --
met een harde tik.mit lautem Klopfen.

Poem H4092
Amsterdam, 2023-08-30
The waiter and the living (Simon Vestdijk) - 1949
Novel "De kellner en de levenden", chapter VII. Rehearsals
Collection: Inmost
Tribute to: Vestdijk, Simon 
 

I almost fell then,

when you fled down the stairs, oh --


after that last kiss.


Bijna viel ik toen,Du bist die Treppe
toen jij de trap af vluchtte --hinunter geflohen, weg --
na die laatste kus.nach dem letzten Kuss.

Poem H4067
Amsterdam, 2023-08-21
Come Back... Be Here (Taylor Swift) - 2012
Song (created with Dan Wilson, album "Red")
Collection: After the festivities
Tribute to: Swift, Taylor 
 

I am that sick girl,

no, I am still learning that --


my name is Siera.


Ik ben dat ziekeIch bin die kranke
meisje, nee, ik leer nog steeds --Frau, nein, ich lerne immer --
dat ik Siera heet.noch meinen Namen.

Poem S1562
Amsterdam, 2022-11-04
I dont know my name (Honey Love) - 2021
Poem ((Siera Mayhew ["Honey Love"] on AllPoetry.com)
Names: BPD = Borderline Personality Disorder, MDD = Major depressive disorder, PTSD = Post-traumatic Stress Disorder

Collection: Shelter
Tribute to: Mayhew, Siera 
Dedicated to: Siera Mayhew 
 

Thanks to all the pills

I am there, not the best of me --


but a bit of me.


Dankzij de pillenDank all der Pillen
ben ik er, niet het beste --bin ich da, nicht mein Bestes --
maar toch iets van mij.nur ein bisschen ich.

Poem S1563
Amsterdam, 2022-11-04
Some Version of Me (Honey Love) - 2021
Poem ((Siera Mayhew ["Honey Love"] on AllPoetry.com)
Collection: Shelter
Tribute to: Mayhew, Siera 
Dedicated to: Siera Mayhew 
 

My mask is smiling,

quite happily, I'm not sick --


but I'm frustrated.


Mijn mondkapje lacht,Die Maske lächelt,
heel vrolijk, ik ben niet ziek --sehr fröhlich, ich bin nicht krank --
maar wel gefrustreerd.aber frustriert schon.

Poem S1032
Amsterdam, 2020-06-15
Collection: Greeting from before
 

My body welcomes

many guests, it is a home --


for thoughts and feelings.


Mijn lichaam begroetMein Körper begrüßt
veel gasten, het is een thuis --viele Gäste zu Hause :
al mijn gedachten.meine Gedanken.

Poem H2294
Amsterdam, 2018-09-27
A house of coming and going (Muhammad Rumi) - 1250
Doubled verse, from: Masnavi (Doubled verses), part V, 3644-3645 and 3671
Collection: Finethreads
Tribute to: Rumi, Mohamed 
 

Getting off the bus

one man crosses and one waits --


Both are in balance.


Uit de bus stappendAus dem Bus steigend,
steekt éen over en éen wacht --geht man oder wartet man:
Ieder in balans.zwei Gleichgewichte.

Poem H1753
Amsterdam, 2017-08-08
The hard core - 1, and Diary 1966-1967 (Frida Vogels) - 1992
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" - 1 (1992) and "Dagboek 1966-1967" (2009), April 4th, 1967 in Amsterdam
Collection: Between us
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

Zywa Without words

You don't have to say a thing
not even my name
we walk a bit

from embrace to embrace
securing all the preceding
deep in our belly

Maybe there is too much
to discuss, but soon
half words will be enough

and we will kiss each other
with poetic sentences
full of love in their gaps

like our whole life is
an agenda full of gaps
filled with friends

care and roses
experiences deep in our belly
kept without words

Poem 1417
Amsterdam, 2017-06-18
Collection: Lilith's Powers
 

Zywa Tipping point

This is not a flying cold
this is doing the usual things
in a tilted world

crawling on sore knees
over the sharp rings in the metal
of a fallen spiral staircase

Keep going, keep going, take a rest
in a corner of the turn
till fear loves me again

till my ears go again
with what I see and feel
in the storm of my thoughts

till my intestines fall in place
in the witches' cauldron
and my emotions come home

from suffering
from the lesser evil
to everyone who loves me

Poem 1299
Amsterdam, 2017-04-24
Collection: On living on [1]
Dedicated to: Maria Godschalk 
 

A deep thinker goes

far, he can't help to get lost --


in space and in time.


Een diepe denkerEin tiefer Denker
gaat ver, hij raakt verloren --geht weit, er ist verloren --
in ruimte en tijd.in Raum und in Zeit.

Poem H1589
Amsterdam, 2016-11-07
#90 - Tom Puss and The Bumble Legend (Marten Toonder) - 1960
Comic strip #90 - Tom Poes en De Bommellegende (tiers 4047-4112)
Collection: Puss & Lord
Tribute to: Toonder, Marten 
 

I stand like a tree,

my mind is rooted in breath --


down into my toes.


Ik sta als een boom,Ich steh wie ein Baum,
mijn geest wortelt in adem --mein Geist wurzelt in Atem --
tot in mijn tenen.zu meinen Zehen.

Poem H0504
Amsterdam, 2013-07-14
Vrksasana (Tree pose)
Collection: WoofWoof
 

The velvety wind

blows the dust out of my head --


My blood drinks the sun.


De fluwelen windDer samtene Wind
blaast het stof weg uit mijn hoofd --bläst mir den Staub aus dem Kopf --
Mijn bloed drinkt de zon.Die Sonne wärmt mich.

Poem H0325
Texel, 2012-07-20
Collection: WoofWoof
 

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