Cloudy Sunshine

People walking
in the streets of
this city
families
lovers
show it
is nearly spring.

Me, I feel it in my belly
child born
lovers gone
a longing
for seeing
being
in the midst of rain mist
rocks wrapped up
in clouds of seadamp
dogs strolling
around the place
my place of course.

What place I stumble to
on the long long road
of life, God's
watching me
Come on, Hold on,
Don't die now, that's
what He says, Isn't it
a nice walk you make.

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Biography

I was born in 1951 in the north of Holland, lived in
Amsterdam for the last thirty years, started writing poetry when I was in my thirties, was for a couple of years a member of a women's poets group and two books with poems of mine were edited in 1990 and 1996. For three years I
wrote about poetry in a woman's literature magasin. After that there followed a break because of the necessity to earn my money as a teacher, which used up all my inspiration. Three years ago I fell in love for Beara in Ireland; at home I couldn't forget the landscape and the people, so I came back several times till I decided last winter to give it a try to live here.