tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27393824518340152872011-04-21T17:52:38.719-07:00AKKV Studioshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02110240403707968781noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739382451834015287.post-24715022475642831712008-03-18T07:21:00.000-07:002008-03-18T07:25:48.731-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z98oNKGLCB8/R9_Qg5pFfCI/AAAAAAAAAIY/F4TVMzEKZmo/s1600-h/001_IMG_0355.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179087360146897954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z98oNKGLCB8/R9_Qg5pFfCI/AAAAAAAAAIY/F4TVMzEKZmo/s400/001_IMG_0355.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:85%;">© Linosnede: Ank van der Ben</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">*</span></div><div align="center"> <strong>Mijn Psalm</strong>.<br /><br /> De stadswijk droomt in de regen.<br /> Oude straten tikken,<br /> Galmen zacht,<br /> Liggen in een zilverwitte waas,<br /> Leiden naar oneindigheid.<br /> Niets, niets schijnt te bewegen.<br /> Alleen haar stok markeert de tijd.<br /> Fietsen, planten, muren....<br />Kortom:<br /> Dat dagelijks leven,<br /> Waaraan<br /> De Clown en de Dwaas<br /> Zich liefdevol durven geven.<br /><br />*<br />© Gedicht: Ank van der Ben<br />Januari 2008<br />Griftkade 6<br />3572 TX Utrecht.<br /></div><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739382451834015287-2471502247564283171?l=akkvstudios-avdb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AKKV Studioshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02110240403707968781noreply@blogger.com0