Poems by Richard James van der Draaij
Sleepless nights, counting stars and runaway sheep,
Trying to cross over into some kind of Wonderland,
Dreaming while on the border of waking and sleep,
My bed is rather comfy and I do not feel the need-
-To get up and smoke or eat or drink,
Slowly drifting off,
First gentle image appearing,
A language without sounds,
A little story unfolds,
And as ever I am the star,
But there are other faces here,
Strange and still familiar,
They are saying important things,
Full of prophesy and warning,
And I can barely understand,
What it all may mean to me,
And when I reach for it
It slips, I shake, awake;
Time for morning coffee.
On splendid wings,
She carries Spring.
Ships in the harbour,
Waiting for the captains,
Drunken on shore.
With a smile
Of silent longing
She starts her day.
Biographical sketch: Australian born poet, lover of life and
good literature, motto: Poetry Is Passion!
Richard James van der Draaij recommends:
by Lord Byron
Reason: I love this strong, evocative work because of its
true Romantic nature and gothic imagery.
Recommendations for writers:
To recapture the moment of inspiration which may have preceded
the actual writing down of the words. Sensing.