Poetry / Prose
Poetry / Prose

Poetry / Prose

I compose poetry and prose about the disappointments of life; dishonest people we come across; crushed hopes and expectations; the corruption that lies within everyone, but also lighter stuff.


Birds, Legit (two in a row)

5 Jun 2022 1 minute read 0 comments Vincent Van Zandvoort

BirdsHave you ever noticed that singing birds can be placed under any kind of music without ever sounding out of tune?LegitEvery legitimate movement stops being a legitimate movement right before it officially becomes a legitimate movement.

Fragile Gold

1 Jun 2022 1 minute read 0 comments Vincent Van Zandvoort

Fragile GoldThe beauty of fragile things like a sandcastle isn't the castle itself, as it will inevitably collapse within a day; it's about the memories made while making it, and the growth of the imagination. Both last forever and are precious; they...

Price of Freedom

27 May 2022 1 minute read 0 comments Vincent Van Zandvoort

Price of FreedomThere is so much love.Everybody cares.We protect each other.Every enemy is aware.A gun behind every blade of grass.Freedom of speechis protected by the second…Guardians of the free world.Enemies from withindon’t stand a chance.Blessed...

Chase Your Dreams, The Tank (Two in a Row)

23 May 2022 1 minute read 0 comments Vincent Van Zandvoort

Chase Your DreamsAt night, daylight bites. During the day, your dreams seem silly, but daylight still bites.The TankI’m a tank; you don’t push it aside, you walk around it, or blow it up.

Hurt, Thieves (Two in a Row)

22 May 2022 1 minute read 0 comments Vincent Van Zandvoort

HurtIf we can’t get hurt at all anymore, we will stop growing.ThievesDon’t fear any thieves. They can steal all the facts, but not your beliefs.

Growth

19 May 2022 1 minute read 0 comments Vincent Van Zandvoort

GrowthMuscle hypertrophy (growth) occurs when the fibers of the muscles sustain damage or injury. The body repairs damaged fibers by fusing them, which increases the mass and size of the muscles. Imagine life's pain as the growth of oneself.Source: G...

The Little Bird

9 May 2022 1 minute read 0 comments Vincent Van Zandvoort

The Little BirdA little bird flew against my window. It lies still on the ground, confused, scared, unable to fly away. Potential danger from all directions. I walk outside, pick up the little bird, hold it in my hand, and I believe he's alright. For...

The Ego

7 May 2022 1 minute read 0 comments Vincent Van Zandvoort

The EgoThem,us,they,we.My…Alittlebabyabouttodie.

The Clown

28 Apr 2022 1 minute read 0 comments Vincent Van Zandvoort

The ClownEverybody’s happy.Everyone is cheering.Magicians, jugglers.Animals, acrobats.Tight rope walkers.The pauses are for me.It’s when I show everyonejust how stupid I can be.Deep into the night.There are no more crowds.There’s one crying clown.His...

Note To Oneself

22 Apr 2022 1 minute read 0 comments Vincent Van Zandvoort

Note To OneselfYou tell yourself something, anything, until it becomes reality, your reality; that's why all of this has never made any sense to you. Your horror show was a dream, compared to the nightmare you were living. A gentle escape into the so...