tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61956761719093675712011-07-07T20:32:28.738ZCar en kaatjehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00379218989100329908noreply@blogger.comBlogger101100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195676171909367571.post-75965328557154979342008-06-08T14:47:00.003Z2008-06-08T14:53:14.827Z<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/SEvx41RGo0I/AAAAAAAAAEM/8_58vzUCxu8/s1600-h/IMGP0885.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209523352657896258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/SEvx41RGo0I/AAAAAAAAAEM/8_58vzUCxu8/s400/IMGP0885.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6195676171909367571-7596532855715497934?l=chalkpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Car en kaatjehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00379218989100329908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195676171909367571.post-82201562975835188202008-06-08T14:39:00.002Z2008-06-08T14:45:00.827Z<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/SEvwXGXJ_xI/AAAAAAAAAEE/GRVqFgmV1sg/s1600-h/100_1475.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209521673619504914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/SEvwXGXJ_xI/AAAAAAAAAEE/GRVqFgmV1sg/s400/100_1475.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6195676171909367571-8220156297583518820?l=chalkpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Car en kaatjehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00379218989100329908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195676171909367571.post-88859519507762066892008-02-02T10:25:00.000Z2008-02-02T10:28:32.401Z<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/R6RFmMqJcaI/AAAAAAAAAD8/dt7s-MPjHJM/s1600-h/meikusje.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162327595408781730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/R6RFmMqJcaI/AAAAAAAAAD8/dt7s-MPjHJM/s400/meikusje.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Meikusje schreef dit op de stoep voor haar huis. <br />Meikusje wrote this in front of her house<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6195676171909367571-8885951950776206689?l=chalkpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Car en kaatjehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00379218989100329908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195676171909367571.post-33953940123672476812007-08-15T23:54:00.001Z2007-08-15T23:56:49.912Z<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/RsOSbzJeEII/AAAAAAAAAD0/-viKdxePHjQ/s1600-h/jack"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099080209397584002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/RsOSbzJeEII/AAAAAAAAAD0/-viKdxePHjQ/s400/jack" border="0" /></a><br /><div>sorry voor het late plaatsen jack maar hier is ie eindelijk... en ook even de tekst erbij</div><div> </div><div>hier is</div><div>waar </div><div>ik ben </div><div>telkens </div><div>ergens</div><div>anders</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>en nogmaals dank je, heel erg</div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6195676171909367571-3395394012367247681?l=chalkpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Car en kaatjehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00379218989100329908noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195676171909367571.post-56547828202496547122007-05-04T10:45:00.000Z2007-05-04T12:20:08.763Z<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/RjsPbINu6MI/AAAAAAAAADk/kmmftsqzzHc/s1600-h/070503+Chalkpoetry01.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060655565016852674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/RjsPbINu6MI/AAAAAAAAADk/kmmftsqzzHc/s400/070503+Chalkpoetry01.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/RjsPlINu6NI/AAAAAAAAADs/dk8kfPOBy6s/s1600-h/070503+Chalkpoetry07.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060655736815544530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/RjsPlINu6NI/AAAAAAAAADs/dk8kfPOBy6s/s400/070503+Chalkpoetry07.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/RjsPK4Nu6LI/AAAAAAAAADc/-b0ix5Qhasc/s1600-h/070503+Chalkpoetry+ZW+02.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060655285843978418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/RjsPK4Nu6LI/AAAAAAAAADc/-b0ix5Qhasc/s400/070503+Chalkpoetry+ZW+02.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6195676171909367571-5654782820249654712?l=chalkpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Car en kaatjehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00379218989100329908noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195676171909367571.post-50801993910159376462007-04-02T14:35:00.000Z2007-04-02T14:41:01.329Z<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/RhEVVfYh5xI/AAAAAAAAADU/HUaqIihdpWM/s1600-h/saskia.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048840116204857106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/RhEVVfYh5xI/AAAAAAAAADU/HUaqIihdpWM/s400/saskia.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong>Over mijn lijk:<br /></strong><br /></span><em><span style="font-family:verdana;">mijn ziel en zaligheid<br />ligt hier bloot en open<br /><br />geheimen heb ik niet<br />zoals u ziet<br />u kunt hier<br />veilig<br />over<br />lopen<br /></span></em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6195676171909367571-5080199391015937646?l=chalkpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Car en kaatjehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00379218989100329908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195676171909367571.post-48313741177583899712007-04-01T08:39:00.000Z2007-04-01T08:48:08.530Z<span style="font-family:verdana;">Beste mensen,</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br />Na publicatie van het gedicht: 'Als Krijt' kreeg ik van Kaatje de suggestie om het ook eens daadwerkelijk uit te krijten en op te sturen.<br /><br />Het leuke was dat ik zelf ook al wel eens zoiets had bedacht, 'k zat dan zelf meer aan een lang slingergedicht te denken, maar die zijn natuurlijk niet in z'n geheel fotografeerbaar.<br /><br />Heb hier met veel plezier aan gewerkt en ontdekt dat dat gebuig en door de knieën gaan nog best vermoeiend kan wezen. </span><br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/Rg9xPfYh5vI/AAAAAAAAADE/fd4sHxEk_tk/s1600-h/schaap1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048378218241976050" style="CURSOR: hand" height="190" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/Rg9xPfYh5vI/AAAAAAAAADE/fd4sHxEk_tk/s400/schaap1.jpg" width="541" border="0" /></a></p><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Geschreven op het schoolplein van de voormalige basischool in Bredevoort. Tegenwoordig zit daar o.a. het Poëziecentrum in.<br />En behalve dat, nog een groot aantal boekenwinkels. Bredevoort is boekenstad d.w.z. er heeft zich een groot aantal antiquariaten gevestigd.<br />Het is er een van een wereldwijd netwerk(je) van boekensteden.<br />Gemaakt 15 maart. Reacties: Niet. De Achterhoeker reageert niet zo spontaan.<br /><br /><br /><strong>ALS KRIJT<br /></strong><br /><em>kinderen hebben hun namen</em></span><em><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">op stoeptegels geschreven</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">uitwisbaar teken van leven</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">want krijt</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">gedachten gaan terug naar</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">een andere tijd</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">waar het land dat hier lag</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">is achter gebleven</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">er was gras</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">zon en hooi</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">en ik op de mijt</span></em><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/Rg9xi_Yh5wI/AAAAAAAAADM/3U3cEdhH95c/s1600-h/schaap+2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048378553249425154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/Rg9xi_Yh5wI/AAAAAAAAADM/3U3cEdhH95c/s400/schaap+2.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Gemaakt op 15 maart in het buitengebied van Aalten.<br />Geen commentaar van passanten. Het schaap vond het echter béééhst wel aardig....<br /><br /><br /><strong>NIEUW</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><em><span style="font-family:verdana;">Van onder asfaltpaden kwamen zaden</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">die de aarde weer belaadden</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">met een grote groene vracht</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Wat een pracht</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Wat een pracht</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Ik slaak een zucht</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">die als een vogel vlucht</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">uit een veel te enge kooi</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Mijn God wat is de wereld mooi</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></em><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Ik hoop dat jullie er wat mee kunnen.... Vriendelijke groet! Jalf Flach </span><a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://www.droomdeur.nl/" target="_blank"><span style="font-family:verdana;">www.droomdeur.nl</span></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6195676171909367571-4831374117758389971?l=chalkpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Car en kaatjehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00379218989100329908noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195676171909367571.post-7594942551292122542007-03-02T17:28:00.000Z2007-03-02T17:33:51.778Z<p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/RehfZoFV7iI/AAAAAAAAACw/3a1QDeT74ok/s1600-h/Louisette+SPA50033.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037381077075095074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/RehfZoFV7iI/AAAAAAAAACw/3a1QDeT74ok/s400/Louisette+SPA50033.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/RehfQoFV7hI/AAAAAAAAACo/kTiJvfmyQpk/s1600-h/Salu+SPA50028.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037380922456272402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/RehfQoFV7hI/AAAAAAAAACo/kTiJvfmyQpk/s400/Salu+SPA50028.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><div align="center"> Salu en Louisette vonden een paar lege parkeerplaatsen. </div><div align="center">Salu and Louisette found a few free parking lots.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6195676171909367571-759494255129212254?l=chalkpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Car en kaatjehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00379218989100329908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195676171909367571.post-14755637260647504152007-03-01T15:06:00.000Z2007-03-01T15:08:53.083ZCar was so happy today that it finally stopped raining that she also took her piece of chalk out of her pocket...<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/RebsK8DFEDI/AAAAAAAAACc/PS_cXZFRyYs/s1600-h/gekkigheid+(2).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036972905922367538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/RebsK8DFEDI/AAAAAAAAACc/PS_cXZFRyYs/s400/gekkigheid+(2).jpg" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6195676171909367571-1475563726064750415?l=chalkpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Car en kaatjehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00379218989100329908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195676171909367571.post-10258421355639830332007-02-23T11:24:00.001Z2007-03-01T15:04:44.466Z<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/Rebms8DFD3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/EoGcSW-4oG4/s1600-h/chalkpoetry-01-maart-2007+005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036966892968152946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/Rebms8DFD3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/EoGcSW-4oG4/s200/chalkpoetry-01-maart-2007+005.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><p align="center"><br /><br /><br /></p><div align="center">Marc, a befriended poet and I finally took to the streets of Brussel to write our first poems on the pavement. We first went to a gallery but after a few words we were friendly requested to wipe our words from the stones by some security guards. An thus we really took ourselves onto the streets, more precisely on a sunny corner...</div><div align="center"><br /><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036969074811539474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/Rebor8DFEBI/AAAAAAAAABo/wiHJ3AdeB6g/s400/chalkpoetry-01-maart-2007+011.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center">chalking marc<br /><br /><br /><br /></p><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/ReboiMDFEAI/AAAAAAAAABg/Ef3UT6_AdZo/s1600-h/chalkpoetry-01-maart-2007+013.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036968907307814914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/ReboiMDFEAI/AAAAAAAAABg/Ef3UT6_AdZo/s400/chalkpoetry-01-maart-2007+013.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>our first guest<br /><br /><br /><br /></p><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/RebobcDFD_I/AAAAAAAAABY/fLU1z2xPvBQ/s1600-h/chalkpoetry-01-maart-2007+014.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036968791343697906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/RebobcDFD_I/AAAAAAAAABY/fLU1z2xPvBQ/s400/chalkpoetry-01-maart-2007+014.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>I chalked something too while waiting for Marc<br /><br /><br /><br /></p><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/Rebpj8DFECI/AAAAAAAAACQ/8tzjdmL-r68/s1600-h/chalkpoetry-01-maart-2007+016.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036970036884213794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 555px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 443px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="376" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/Rebpj8DFECI/AAAAAAAAACQ/8tzjdmL-r68/s400/chalkpoetry-01-maart-2007+016.jpg" width="497" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a><em>"Eindelijk raken we onze gedichten aan de straatstenen kwijt"</em><br /><br /><br /><br /></p><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/ReboLcDFD9I/AAAAAAAAABI/X6s8SI1JC5k/s1600-h/chalkpoetry-01-maart-2007+019.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036968516465790930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/ReboLcDFD9I/AAAAAAAAABI/X6s8SI1JC5k/s400/chalkpoetry-01-maart-2007+019.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>a quick translation in English<br /><br /><br /></p><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/ReboB8DFD8I/AAAAAAAAABA/rXCtpkDVpNg/s1600-h/chalkpoetry-01-maart-2007+024.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036968353257033666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/ReboB8DFD8I/AAAAAAAAABA/rXCtpkDVpNg/s400/chalkpoetry-01-maart-2007+024.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>Marc goes french<br /><br /><br /></p><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/Rebn4MDFD7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/cipRghMflYU/s1600-h/chalkpoetry-01-maart-2007+026.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036968185753309106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/Rebn4MDFD7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/cipRghMflYU/s400/chalkpoetry-01-maart-2007+026.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>another finished product<br /><br /><br /></p><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/Rebnv8DFD6I/AAAAAAAAAAw/yhAWf_hIVzs/s1600-h/chalkpoetry-01-maart-2007+029.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036968044019388322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/Rebnv8DFD6I/AAAAAAAAAAw/yhAWf_hIVzs/s400/chalkpoetry-01-maart-2007+029.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>these students from Mol promised to mail us poetry from school<br /><br /><br /></p><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/RebnhcDFD5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/NacxdMyhBOY/s1600-h/chalkpoetry-01-maart-2007+033.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036967794911285138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/RebnhcDFD5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/NacxdMyhBOY/s400/chalkpoetry-01-maart-2007+033.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>some people read, others didn't even see :-)</p><p align="center"><br /></p><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8aw-Wd7yB7w/RebnPcDFD4I/AAAAAAAAAAY/u2S46nD4Bqs/s1600-h/chalkpoetry-01-maart-2007+033.jpg"></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6195676171909367571-1025842135563983033?l=chalkpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Car en kaatjehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00379218989100329908noreply@blogger.com3