Ideas for a special new folk-group |
A folk-group called "Myrrhe"?
As we were brainstorming, singing, dancing and having fun, we came up with the idea of starting a Folk-group called "Myrrhe" (=myrrh). We, that is, my daughter Mirre (= m...
Posted by Frida on Mon, 11 Feb 2008 06:02:00 PST |
Medieval Dutch songbook |
I want to talk to you about a medieval songbook, there were several, but this one is the "Gruuthuse liedboek", a manuscript with songs and poems from the middle ages, +/- 1395-1408, made in West-Fland...
Posted by Frida on Wed, 30 Jan 2008 12:19:00 PST |
The death of a minstrel |
Egidius died:
It's a pity that some people are just forgotten in time....It happened in the middle ages, end 14th-begin 15th century, that a verry skilled singer/musician died in Brugge (Flande...
Posted by Frida on Mon, 14 Jan 2008 11:03:00 PST |
New Poem "Cocoon" |
-Cocoon-
Rolled in like a snail in it's housethe nightgown around the naked bodyI sink away in the warmthunder a quiltthat wrappes me in like pink marzipan around a cakeaway from the concious w...
Posted by Frida on Mon, 05 Nov 2007 06:47:00 PST |
Inner peace & Currents |
Inner peace
The bright light of the morning sun
Sparkles in my glasses.
Hidden behind Hedera and herbs
While the bushes keep
The wind from me.
I feel the moist sunwarm life
Rise up from the g...
Posted by Frida on Thu, 28 Jun 2007 04:45:00 PST |
Pollution, new lyric |
I just made this new lyric....what do you think? I'm not sure about the melody yet, tried a bit of a rock style, but I'm not sure. Any comments or ideas are welcome. PollutionThere's pollution in...
Posted by Frida on Tue, 27 Feb 2007 10:29:00 PST |
"Clay" a (very) short story |
Clay
The room was half filled with women, some standing at the bar with coffee or tea, some sitting at a table. I stepped in, a bit wet from my bike-ride in the rain, and a little cautious. Nor...
Posted by Frida on Fri, 16 Feb 2007 02:37:00 PST |
Hibernation |
Hibernation
The night is quiet
a dark blanket around my body
images roam through my mind
like fireflies
the summer is long gone
shreds of mist in the early morning
a buzzing silen...
Posted by Frida on Wed, 07 Feb 2007 05:53:00 PST |
Empty |
Empty
Your fingers are touching the piano
searching for another tune
your mind is still,
the notes seem blacker than the night
old songbooks on the floor
reflect your childhood in the fading light
r...
Posted by Frida on Fri, 02 Feb 2007 12:15:00 PST |
Did you know dutch is an international language? |
Hi you all (hallo allemaal),
This time I want to talk about the dutch language. It's a germanic language. A lot of people don't know this, but dutch is a quite international language. It is spoken in ...
Posted by Frida on Fri, 26 Jan 2007 12:14:00 PST |
