Friday, February 1, 2019

MARIAN EIKELHOF



MARIAN EIKELHOF

I AM AN AUTISTIC BOY

It will be enough for me
look into your eyes,
so full of unexpected emotions,
for only a few seconds
in order to observe the turmoil
deep within,
discover it's multiple disorder disguises,
hidden agendas and untold secrets
amidst the dark mirrors of your goals.

So very tender is the soft embrace of
your presence even when we share only the couch,
even though we don't talk.

Don't look me in the eye
for a length of time
I will explode feeling powerless
without warning
In whatever context, randomness
I'll destroy all on my way.

Full of tenderness
yet desperate
don't push me over the edge
my beloved guide
I might have other ways
of looking at things
of coping
not to frustrate you
make you feel sad.

If you trespass the boundaries of my structures,
break into my safety zone,
with dogshit all over your shoes
and carelessness,
I'll  never come back
not in the farthest universe
You'll see me return.

My love isn't silver
My heart is gold
I am an autistic boy.







PEACE CHILD

I put on your love like a warm coat
Forgive me, dear child, you are so cold.
He knew quite well
how to shine a light
on complex matters
like female rights while
beating his wife.
She worried about the homeless
in every breakfast show,
Ladies wear the right mascara
when the right dude comes along,
Leave everything behind.
Both sang out of tune
Mud on their shoes
Cash and blood on their minds
But who gives a dime, peace doesn't sell
Like sex in the park, killers and crime.
And there she lied
The beautiful peace child
Like an old rag doll
Stranded on the shore of life
Spitted out.








IN THE WHITE SAND

In a certain kind of light,
sparkling bright,
my hair is growing white
as love grows old
like pebbles on a beach
sand slipping through
the mind
like time like
you and I
my love,
naked
fragile
in the sand
endlessly
white

MARIAN EIKELHOF

MARIAN EIKELHOF (1963) is a poetand a psychologistfromthe Netherlandswith a revolutionary background. Her strong willto change society into a home foreveryoneisreflected in her poetry. Shewrotethreebookstitled ‘A zero hour contract with life’ in subsequently Dutch, English and Turk ish. A forthedition in Spanish is on its way.



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