Posts Tagged: litter

Only dreams are presented here


“At the age of thirty-seven she realised she’d never
ride through Paris in a sports car with the warm wind in her hair
So she let the phone keep ringing and she sat there softly singing
Little nursery rhymes she’d memorised in her daddy’s easy chair”

(Dr. Hook & the Medicine Show in The ballad of Lucy Jordan)
Seraing (B)

A long time ago I drank Jupiler here


“If you read a poem

After drinking three bottles of beer
And can’t understand a word,
Well whose fault is that?”

(A. Thorne in After Three Bottles Of Beer)
Genk (B)

An easy chair for the dustman

"At night when everyone's asleep
It must be very late! I creep
Softly down the darkened stairs
To the big room where we have prayers,
And, standing at the window,
I watch the Dustman going by.
Perched up on his high seat he looks
Like charioteers in those old books,
And his long coat, when the lights are dim,
Makes funny shadows all over him."

(S. O'Sullivan in The dustman)
Eindhoven (NL)

As I’m ramblin’ you can travel with me too …


“So it’s fare thee well my own true love
We’ll meet another day, another time
It ain’t the leavin’
That’s a-grievin’ me
But my true love who’s bound to stay behind”

(Bob Dylan in Farewell)
Liège (B)

The art of dumping a star

“O powerful western fallen star!
O shades of night! O moody, tearful night!
O great star disappear’d! O the black murk that hides the star!
O cruel hands that hold me powerless! O helpless soul of me!
O harsh surrounding cloud, that will not free my soul!”

(W. Whitman in When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom’d)
Ougrée (B)

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