His olive-like deep-shining eyes say welcome and wait for hello. His hair sometimes glitters and flies around us and makes such a show.
His beard mostly drips and it dances when food is not far from his mouth. He is our dear dog and he glances as member and part of our house. .......................................................... Jan Arends, Torroella de Montgrí, text and photos. From 'Poetic lines' 2009
Our jolly dog with floppy ears two eyes like olives and no tears waits for some gentle morning-words: he has already seen the birds.
His wagging tail it sweeps the floor; he puts himself next to the door and watches every little change: his world seems simple but not strange.
His soft and fluffy bunch of hair falls round his body and takes care of good defence against the cold: he is a loving dog we're told.
He is a comrade and a friend using the house from end to end and in his presence and his being we notice things we were not seeing. .......................................................... Jan Arends, Torroella de Montgrí. Text and photo's. 'Poetic lines' 2005.
It's easy to be cynical and put your little self outside this world, this miracle inside a stonehard self.
It's easy to be cynical, protect yourself from strangers: maybe a little clinical but far away from dangers.
It's lovely to feel wonderful and live some simple joys. This world of ours is beautiful and we're but tiny toys
When life cures us from cynicals and stops some type of clinicals. When feelings form our source of life in which we swim or jump and dive ................................................................ Jan Arends, Torroella de Montgrí. 'Poetic lines', 2003
A fluff was created and moved in the air: a sparrow that waited took it with great care.
The bird made a flight a dance at its best and got it all right to serve for a nest.
Weeks later we heard some sounds out of silence: new lives and new birds, new life without violence. .............................................. Jan Arends, Torroella de Montgrí Text and photo. 'Poetic lines', 2009.
When morning brings a cheerful day and sunlight comes from far away then simple lines of warmth and waters remind me of my cheerful daughters
Whose voices call me from so far and make me feel a shining star of love and feelings deep and nice: this seems a bit like Paradise.
The laughing lines of Carmen's smile do linger with me for a while her face so warm and tender.
And Blacky's olive-coloured eyes look funny, sad and even wise: they cause my sweet surrender. ............................................................ Jan Arends, Torroella de Montgrí. Text and photo of a Zigicactus-flower. 'Poetic lines', 2003.
I'm walking as a sign of life whilst struggling in the wind. I walk together with my wife see flowerbeds that softly hint
Towards a cloudy, greyish sky that covers and goes wild: a story or a windy lie told to a growing child.
Nature does tell me proper things and plays with many darts: whatever in my body sings is love of life that always starts. ....................................................... Jan Arends, Torroella de Montgrí,Poetic lines, 2003. Photo of Roses by the author..
My life and my wife are two poems in one: some lines and a life in a love that we won
With colours and flowers in sun and in showers a dog full of hair and a love that we share. ......................................... Jan Arends. Torroella de Montgrí. Text and photo's. From 'Poetic lines', 2009 .
A moment of silence when nothing appears but brightening sun-dance in dreams of my years.
Soft silence of sunbeams is colouring you: a woman in blue jeans a beauty so true.
Pink roses of silk stuff look quiet, observing the sunbeams where white fluff seems shining and burning.
The shining of sunbeams appears with the thought that I drew some long lines with mercy thanks God..
................................................. Jan Arends, Torroella de Montgrí Photo of the moon over Parlavà by an unknown photographer. 'Poetic lines' 2009.
