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In Dismal Gorge
The lost can stay lost down here,
in laurel slicks, false-pathed caves.
Too much too soon disappears.
On creek banks clearings appear,
once homesteads. Nothing remains.
The lost can stay lost down here,
like Tom Clark's child, our worst fears
confirmed as we searched in vain.
Too much too soon disappears.
How often this is made clear
where cliff-shadows pall our days.
The lost can stay lost down here,
stones scattered like a river
in drought, now twice-buried graves.
Too much too soon disappears,
lives slip away like water.
We fill our Bibles with names.
The lost can stay lost down here.
Too much too soon disappears.
What might be taken for a precocious genius is the genius of childhood. When the child grows up, it disappears without a trace. It may happen that this boy will become a real painter some day, or even a great painter. But then he will have to begin everything again, from zero.
quote by Pablo Picasso
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The Falling Stars
SHEPHERD, thou say'st there is a star
Which rules our changeful destinies:
Can mortal vision soar so far,
Or pierce such mighty mysteries?
Shepherd, 'tis said thy mind recals
The lore of grey departed seers:
say, what is yonder star which falls,
Which falls, falls, and disappears?
My son, a child of joy expired,
Yon was his star which glided by,
The friendly feast, by mirth inspired,
Has witnessed his departing sigh;
He sang of wine and beauty's thralls,
Round went his jokes and witty jeers
There is another star which falls.
Which falls, falls, and disappears!
My son, it is a star of light,
Of one beloved, and young and fair,
Preparing for her bridal night,
Wreathing white roses in her hair;
On her her frantic lover calls,
But vain his grief, and vain his tears
There is another star which falls.
Which falls, falls, and disappears!
My son, yon was the rapid star,
The suddenly extinguished gleam,
Of one just born to wealth and power,
One born to bask in fortune's beam;
He has escaped the flatterers' thralls,
The weight of guilt, the load of years
There is another star which falls,
Which falls, falls, and disappears!
My son, did'st see its guileful ray?
A monarch's favourite is no more!
Flattered in life-in death's dark day
No friends or mourners seek his door:
He was the cringing slave who crawls,
And fattens on a people's tears
There is another star which falls,
Which falls, falls, and disappears!
'Twas the last of a race of kings;
But go, my son-for thou hast seen
That wealth and power are empty things,
Which leave no trace that they have been.
Glory and fame the heart enthral,
And grandeur courts the people's cheer;
All these are only stars which fall,
Which fall, fall, and disappear.
poem by Charles Mackay
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When lightning strikes out
When lightning strikes out,
disappears far over the horizon,
when lightning strikes out
flaming suddenly blue-white to below,
when the sun disappears behind clouds
big drops do appear;
when lightning strikes out.
poem by Gert Strydom
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What lies on the other side of a dark moon
My darling says
look how bright is the moon
and the gold
appears on the other side,
of the window pane
where it hangs in a round ball
in the dark night.
It’s as if the stars
tonight are fading away
and every thing in the heaven,
disappears before the bright moon.
We lie on a three quarters bed
and I wonder how many kisses
are still destined for me
and her soft body,
are touching mine
while my hand
glide over her soft round curves.
Her breath tickles my neck
while the night folds around us
and when she disappears into sleep
I am still busy
watching the magical moon
and I wonder what lies on the other side
of a dark moon
and if the sky,
will then have more stars in it,
but the star
that shines the brightest to me
is still in my arms
when the moon disappears
in the early morning.
poem by Gert Strydom
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The poem of no return
She walks in a trace
The trace swept by feet
A young water pours down
The drops by the road
She’s drinking drinking
The well of living thirst
A young rain pours down
The drops into hands
She’s watching watching
The mirror of the water
A young river flows
By willows asleep
She’s sleeping sleeping
‘Neath unfaithful sky
She walks in a trace
The trace swept by feet
Each step a trace
Sky entangled web
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Perfect Place
Recession - a perfect fit,
Makes no difference where he sits,
Not since they cut the ties,
Put some sadness in his eye.
Promises - come and go,
Soak the sun in drifts of snow,
A qualified butt-collector,
Working for the private sector.
Hes seen them go,
Without a trace,
This could be it,
The perfect place.
They took the plans from up my sleeve,
By an architect, on new years eve,
There it goes, a new bronze tower,
Washed away with an april shower.
Hes seen them go,
Without a trace,
This could be it,
The perfect place.
But, when youve gone,
Im still here, the only one,
My eyes and my ears,
Will be here til Im gone;
And its still the perfect place,
To rest a tired and weary face,
And its still the perfect place,
To lose your soul with a trace.
A lived-in face, with a root,
Of matted hair, a smiling tooth,
A dirty hand, a pixies nose,
Scratches underneath his clothes.
Hes seen them go,
Without a trace,
This could be it,
The perfect place.
Hes seen them go,
Without a trace,
This must be it ...
song performed by by Madness
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Perfect Place (live)
Recession - a perfect fit,
Makes no difference where he sits,
Not since they cut the ties,
Put some sadness in his eye.
Promises - come and go,
Soak the sun in drifts of snow,
A qualified butt-collector,
Working for the private sector.
Hes seen them go,
Without a trace,
This could be it,
The perfect place.
They took the plans from up my sleeve,
By an architect, on new years eve,
There it goes, a new bronze tower,
Washed away with an april shower.
Hes seen them go,
Without a trace,
This could be it,
The perfect place.
But, when youve gone,
Im still here, the only one,
My eyes and my ears,
Will be here til Im gone;
And its still the perfect place,
To rest a tired and weary face,
And its still the perfect place,
To lose your soul with a trace.
A lived-in face, with a root,
Of matted hair, a smiling tooth,
A dirty hand, a pixies nose,
Scratches underneath his clothes.
Hes seen them go,
Without a trace,
This could be it,
The perfect place.
Hes seen them go,
Without a trace,
This must be it ...
song performed by by Madness
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The Vanishing Years....
there is actually
nothing repeated after the segregation
after one's body is pulled
and all the roots are taken
someone disappears
and everyone that loves it keeps looking
in all places
asking all the questions possible that may lead
to an answer
but nothing repeats itself to make a trace
and leads you to a finding
at one final moment
one must accept the reality of a disappearance
a banishment
from the hell that other have inflicted upon each
one that we long and loved
and we sit upon this longing in so much
silence
remembering
and always remembering the smiles of every vanishing face
their touches
and embraces
until all the pain of separation is gone
until what we have
is ourselves
lucky enough to be still in the room
dining with the rest
and conversing what we used to speak about
because
we have finally forgotten
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Right Behind You
you haven't seen the world outside for days
You sleep, you hope, you wait
Imagination disappears and all the dreams
You have you save
Confrontation like a mirror
They try to take your mind away
Pre-chorus:
Hey, hey
I don't know but i believe in yesterday
And what it means to bleed
And know that you're okay
Are you waiting?
Chorus:
No matter what you say
No matter what you do
No matter what i'm always right there behind you
Chorus
Bombarded by the atmosphere
You breathe, you choke, you breathe again
Conversation disappears you realize they're not your friends
The panic of the future rears
You dig, you jerk, you find another way
song performed by by Our Lady Peace
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Your Love Lingers On
Long after your touch has faded from my body
And the scent of your sweet perfume has gone
Long after your kiss is faded from my lips
Your love lingers on.
Chorus:
It's still in the air, it's everywhere.
It never disappears, it surrounds me like a melody
Reminding me you were here.
Long after the glow has faded from the moonlight
And the stars have given way to greet the dawn
Long after the night has faded to sunlight
You love lingers on.
Chorus:
It's still in the air, it's everywhere.
It never disappears, it surrounds me like a melody
Reminding me you were here.
Long after your whisper has faded from my ears
And the curtains are no longer drawn
Long after the passion fades into memories
Your love lingers on.
Chorus:
It's still in the air, it's everywhere.
It never disappears, it surrounds me like a melody
Reminding me you were here.
Your love lingers on.
Your love lingers on.
song performed by by John Michael Montgomery
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A war, in word only.
The Everglades stretch on and on, not quite land
I’ve made a friend whose lineage goes back millions of years
Peering over the jetty, a black shape lies quietly, we’ve put aside our fears
I won’t go in the water, he won’t come on land
This is an arrangement we both understand
I’ve got my rod with fish attached
We’re having fun and know we’re being watched
I cast to him, he grabs it, we have a tug-o-war
He lets it go and disappears, he won’t go far
Again and again, we’re having fun. It’s a game we play
What else on such a fine day?
A cheeky blink, a crocodilian smile
Lots of camera clicking and clapping from a child
After a while we’ve each had enough
A wave with his tail and he disappears beneath the rough.
poem by Brian Roy Skyers
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Carillo
You need the right tools on this love,
Because you are many days away without a trace;
And like a dry measure and a liquid measure,
But Carillo will surely trace you out one day.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Nicole
Take a look at me now and,
You will see me crying for your love;
Because, you left me alone in the cold without a trace.
Oh, how can i be with you my love?
For you are gone in the thin air without a trace.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Mirror Man
The water shines
A pebble skips across the face
A dozen times, then disappears
Not a trace left behind
The thrower turns and walks away
A change of mind
Another start a brand new day
You know i'll change
If change is what you require
Your every wish
Your every dream, hope, desire
Here comes the mirror man
Says hes a people fan
Here comes the mirror man
And if it seems Im not the one you used to know
Our little friendship left behind not long ago
Dont feel too hurt
As distance heals the strongest pain
Things are much better now
And just a nagging doubt remains
You know i'll change
If change is what you require
Your every wish
Your every dream, hope, desire
Here comes the mirror man
Says hes a people fan
Here comes the mirror man
Here comes the mirror man
Says hes a people fan
Here comes the mirror man
song performed by by Human League
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Sunset and Sunrise
As the sun behind the horizon descends,
bestows an orange upon the sea
makes the water glitter like gold,
but suddenly this fades,
and the sun disappears
leaving a black upon the sea.
But wait! the moon appears,
a different light,
mellow upon the sea.
Now silver is the sea like spotless snows
in a pleasant delight.
A cloud then appears and the moon conceals
the light dim disappears and never returns.
Suddenly the golden sun appears
upon the sea its light once more shines.
copyright@ 1994 by Mark Anthony St. Rose. All rights reserved.
poem by Mark Anthony St. Rose
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Death March
Theres nothing Id like more than to let you in
But now youre on the other side and theres no way...
To feel your breath of life upon my face
Cause with the state youre in there wouldnt be a trace
No I wake up every night with this emptiness inside
Hasnt been the same since you left without a trace
Quit the human race, did you? camina con la muerto?
song performed by by Faith No More
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I will always be here, here in this place
Worshiping you, remembering you
Always, even if you forget, even if you do not anymore remember
A trace of my presence
I will always be here, here in this place
Because I made a promise to always remember
A trace of your memory.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I will always be here
I will always be here, here in this place
Worshipping you, remembering you
Always, even if you forget, even if you do not anymore remember
A trace of my presence
I will always be here, here in this place
Because I made a promise to always remember
A trace of your memory.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Jupiter Crash
She follows me down to the sound of the sea
Slips to the sand and stares up at me
Is this how it happens?
Is this how it feels?
Is this how a star falls?
Is this how a star falls?
The night turns as I try to explain
Irresistible attraction and orbital play
Maybe it's more like a moth to a flame
She pushes my face with her smile
Forget about stars for a while!
She melts
Meanwhile millions of miles away in space
An incoming comet crashes Jupiter's face
And disappears away with barely a trace
Was that it?
Was that the Jupiter show?
Kinda wasn't quite what I hoped for, you know?
Pulling away, she stands up slow
Around her the night turns
Around her the night turns
Yeah, yeah, yeah, that was it
That was the Jupiter Crash
Drawn too close and gone in a flash
Just a few bruises in the region of the splash
She moved to the sound of the sea
She drifted away from me
So much for gravity
song performed by by Cure
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