Cigars from Summatra -

100% tobacco, strong in flavour

and catering for the hungry tastebuds

help

in between

putting on one's thinking cap

and an unadulterated

course of action.

Feelings -

tugging

at my heart strings;

pressing

all the buttons

at once!



Written in collaboration with Marie Shine.

Our local publican
comes from Amsterdam.

Because of his heart
he has to watch it.

Yet,
once in a blue moon
he gets very drunk.

His
favourite trick then
is to shake
every customer's hand

and tell them
with an assinine grin,
insultingly,
to disappear
and never be seen
again.

Ah!
Nobody
takes offence

and
the next day
everything
is back to 'normal'.

A world of splinters
embedding themselves in the flesh;
the spirit surrounded by a crown of thorns;
pangs of received and on-others-inflicted wounds
tormenting any hope of durable reconciliation -

the birth of wisdom is suspect to mockery.

Maybe, it should  accept and succumb
to ignorance and impotence.

3 brown, tall, large and stately bottles
of Trappist monks' beer,
each with their own individual and historical label,
stand quietly, sentry-like on a shelf.

Craftmanship in
3 colours and 3 tastes,
7, 8 and 10 percent strong:
from dark robin-red - fresh, soft and a little sweet;
to dark blond - fruity and sweet and sour;
and finally amber - fullbodied and sweet and sour.

Religious beer
celebrating
the festive season
of Our Saviour's birth.

3 times a heavenly treat, indeed!

There are no stabs of conscience
as memory, understanding and will
all work together in constructive harmony;

yet the spirit's sad gaze
looks out from the window of it's heart
at the transience of passing flotillas
of sleep-invoking clouds.

The past a millstone of regrets
permeating, like a rosary-beads
of penance, the present.
The future a misty dream
of fading ideals.