{"id":15372,"date":"2020-04-27T07:17:54","date_gmt":"2020-04-27T05:17:54","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.pomgedichten.nl\/?p=15372"},"modified":"2024-09-02T06:24:47","modified_gmt":"2024-09-02T04:24:47","slug":"karin-beumkes-op-alex-andersdag-je-liep-het-liefste-in-de-mist-daar-was-het-stil-en-licht-en-goed","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.pomgedichten.nl\/index.php\/2020\/04\/27\/karin-beumkes-op-alex-andersdag-je-liep-het-liefste-in-de-mist-daar-was-het-stil-en-licht-en-goed\/","title":{"rendered":"Karin Beumkes op Alex Andersdag: &#8216;je liep het liefste in de mist, daar was het stil en licht en goed&#8230;&#8217;"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<div class=\"wp-block-image is-style-rounded\"><figure class=\"aligncenter size-large\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"768\" src=\"https:\/\/www.pomgedichten.nl\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/karin-beumkes-1024x768.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-15373\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.pomgedichten.nl\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/karin-beumkes-1024x768.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/www.pomgedichten.nl\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/karin-beumkes-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.pomgedichten.nl\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/karin-beumkes-768x576.jpg 768w, https:\/\/www.pomgedichten.nl\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/karin-beumkes-1536x1152.jpg 1536w, https:\/\/www.pomgedichten.nl\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/karin-beumkes-1568x1176.jpg 1568w, https:\/\/www.pomgedichten.nl\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/karin-beumkes.jpg 1944w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><figcaption><span class=\"has-inline-color has-secondary-color\">Bonjour Pom<br>The Netherlands doeze pwa,<br><br><br><br><strong>Opdracht<\/strong><br><br><br>Je was niet braaf,<br>dat was je niet<br>je was het kind dat uit de ramen sprong<br>dat een pop neerlegde in het bed<br>perfect als alibi om in de nachten te verpozen.<br><br>Je had een ziel en grijze ogen<br>en je liep het liefste in de mist,<br>daar was het stil en licht en goed<br>daar vlogen roedels ganzen naar regenbogen.<br><br>Je was niet gek<br>dat was je niet,<br>je had een wens om elf te worden<br>die met twee puntoortjes van alles hoorde,<br>en vliegen redde uit een spinnenweb.<br><br>Nu sta je op de grond van eb<br>en haalt wat water uit de zee<br>gewoon omdat je iets te voelen hebt<br>en je hartje, ach, dat voelt wel mee.<br><br><br>Muziek: <strong>Liesbeth List &#8211; Heb het leven lief<\/strong> <a href=\"https:\/\/youtu.be\/YMUc8WrxPss\">https:\/\/youtu.be\/YMUc8WrxPss<\/a><br><br><br>Als altijd mijn liefs<br>Karin Beumkes<\/span><\/figcaption><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-embed-youtube aligncenter wp-block-embed is-type-video is-provider-youtube wp-embed-aspect-16-9 wp-has-aspect-ratio\"><div class=\"wp-block-embed__wrapper\">\n<iframe loading=\"lazy\" title=\"Liesbeth List - Heb het leven lief\" width=\"640\" height=\"360\" 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