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Cold Fire
Standing here
In the middle of the fire
Watchin the walls burn
Feelin my heart turn
Hard as a rock
Cold as stone
A cold fire
Look away
And when the walls fall
How will you deal with it
This time
By the light
Of the cold fire
You see your reflection
Ah love in the darkness
Should be kept in the night
Never to see the light
Never to see the truth
Always gonna get burned
Fire and ice
A dangerous combination
Ah but destiny rules
And the walls will fall
One more time
In the cold cold fire
05/17/05 Ninth Wave Poems
Michael Farquer
poem by Michael Farquer
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To Be (Love Poem)
Sometimes it’s hard to be apart
Sometimes it’s hard to be brave
Sometimes it’s hard to be cold
Sometimes it’s hard to be daring
Sometimes it’s hard to be early
Sometimes it’s hard to be friends
Sometimes it’s hard to be good
Sometimes it’s hard to be happy
Sometimes it’s hard to be in-love
Sometimes it’s hard to be just
Sometimes it’s hard to be kind
Sometimes it’s hard to be lovely
Sometimes it’s hard to be mellow
Sometimes it’s hard to be nasty
Sometimes it’s hard to be out
Sometimes it’s hard to be poor
Sometimes it’s hard to be quiet
Sometimes it’s hard to be ready
Sometimes it’s hard to be simple
Sometimes it’s hard to be together
poem by Ian Beckett
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Give Me Something
The food is cold
Your eyes are cold
The windows cold
The beds cold
Give me something thats not cold, come on, come on
Give me something thats not cold, come on, come on
Give me something thats not cold, come on, come on
Give me, give me, give me
The chairs hard
Your voice is hard
The moneys hard
The livings hard
Give me something thats not hard, come on, come on
Give me something thats not hard, come on, come on
Give me something thats not hard, come on, come on
Give me, give me, give me
Ill give you my heartbeat
And a bit of tear and flesh
Its not very much but while its there
You can have it, you can have it
song performed by by Lennon John
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Give Me Something
Oh-oh! oh-oh!
Oh-oh! oh-oh!
The food is cold,
Your eyes are cold,
The windows cold,
The beds cold.
Give me something thats not
Cold, come on, come on, come on!
Give me something thats not
Cold, come on, come on, come on!
Give me something thats not
Cold, come on, come on, come on!
Give me - ah!
Give me - ah!
Give me - ah!
The chairs hard,
Your voice is hard,
The moneys hard,
The livings hard.
Give me something thats not
Hard, come on, come on, come on!
Give me something thats not
Hard, come on, come on, come on!
Give me something thats not
Hard, come on, come on, come on!
Give me - ah!
Give me - ah!
Give me - ah!
Ill give you my heartbeat
And a bit of tear and flesh.
Its not very much but while its there,
You can have it,
You can have it.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Give Me Something
Oh-oh! oh-oh!
Oh-oh! oh-oh!
The food is cold,
Your eyes are cold,
The windows cold,
The beds cold.
Give me something thats not
Cold, come on, come on, come on!
Give me something thats not
Cold, come on, come on, come on!
Give me something thats not
Cold, come on, come on, come on!
Give me - ah!
Give me - ah!
Give me - ah!
The chairs hard,
Your voice is hard,
The moneys hard,
The livings hard.
Give me something thats not
Hard, come on, come on, come on!
Give me something thats not
Hard, come on, come on, come on!
Give me something thats not
Hard, come on, come on, come on!
Give me - ah!
Give me - ah!
Give me - ah!
Ill give you my heartbeat
And a bit of tear and flesh.
Its not very much but while its there,
You can have it,
You can have it.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Do Not Threaten Me With Fire My Love
do not threaten me with the fire of your body my love
for i am a man born of fire and shall die of fire
i eat fire, i bathe in fire, i swim in the deepest part of fire
i like to burn in the fire that you start
from your flicker, from the flints of your gaze
i like to see this hearth, this warmth, this conflagration
you with me burning like hell
do not threaten me with the fire of your thighs
for i eat fire, my body is fire, it is alive with its heat
my sweat are the smokes of fire
my end is the char that stays beside your legs
and tomorrow morning when i finally die
when i am put off by your power
you shall find me as burnt residues
beneath your feet
i am the offering of love to life.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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To His Mistresse
In your sterne beauty I can see
Whatere in Aetna wonders bee;
If coales out of the topp doe flye
Hott flames doe gush out of your eye;
If frost lye on the ground belowe
Your breast is white and cold as snowe:
The sparkes that sett my hart on fire
Refuse to melt your owne desire:
The frost that byndes your chilly breast
With double fire hath mee opprest:
Both heate and cold a league have made,
And leaving you they mee invade:
The hearth its proper flame withstands
When ice itselfe heates others hands.
poem by William Strode
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Sitting by the Fire
Barren Age and withered World!
Oh! the dying leaves,
Like a drizzling rain,
Falling round the roof -
Pattering on the pane!
Frosty Age and cold, cold World!
Ghosts of other days,
Trooping past the faded fire,
Flit before the gaze.
Now the wind goes soughing wild
O'er the whistling Earth;
And we front a feeble flame,
Sitting round the hearth!
Sitting by the fire,
Watching in its glow,
Ghosts of other days
Trooping to and fro.
Oh, the nights - the nights we've spent,
Sitting by the fire,
Cheerful in its glow;
Twenty summers back -
Twenty years ago!
If the days were days of toil
Wherefore should we mourn;
There were shadows near the shine,
Flowers with the thorn?
And we still can recollect
Evenings spent in mirth -
Fragments of a broken life,
Sitting round the hearth:
Sitting by the fire,
Cheerful in its glow,
Twenty summers back -
Twenty years ago.
Beauty stooped to bless us once,
Sitting by the fire,
Happy in its glow;
Forty summers back -
Forty years ago.
Words of love were interchanged,
Maiden hearts we stole;
And the light affection throws
Slept on every soul.
Oh, the hours went flying past -
Hours of priceless worth;
But we took no note of Time,
Sitting round the hearth:
Sitting by the fire,
Happy in its glow,
Forty summers back -
Forty years ago.
Gleesome children were we not?
Sitting by the fire,
Ruddy in its glow,
Sixty summers back -
Sixty years ago.
Laughing voices filled the room;
Oh, the songs we sung,
When the evenings hurried by -
When our hearts were young!
Pleasant faces watched the flame -
Eyes illumed with mirth -
And we told some merry tales,
Sitting round the hearth:
Sitting by the fire,
Ruddy in its glow,
Sixty summers back -
Sixty years ago.
Barren Age and withered World!
Oh, the dying leaves,
Like a drizzling rain,
Falling round the roof -
Pattering on the pane!
Frosty Age and cold, cold World!
Ghosts of other days,
Trooping past the faded fire,
Flit before the gaze.
Now the wind goes soughing wild
O'er the whistling Earth;
And we front a feeble flame,
Sitting round the hearth:
Sitting by the fire,
Watching, in its glow,
Ghosts of other days
Trooping to and fro!
poem by Henry Kendall
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I Am Ash
do not threaten me with the fire of your body my love
for i am a man borne of fire and shall die of fire
i eat fire, i bathe in fire, i swim in the deepest part of fire
i like to burn in the fire that you start
from your flicker, from the flints of your gaze
i like to see this hearth, this warmth, this conflagration
you with me burning like hell
do not threaten me with the fire of your thighs
for i eat fire, my body is fire, it is alive with its heat
my sweat fumes are the smokes of fire
my end is the char that stays beside your legs
and tomorrow morning when i finally die
when i am put off by your power
you shall find me as burnt residues
beneath your feet
i am ash
the offering of love to life.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In Tempore Senectutis
When I am old
I will not have you look apart
From me, into the cold,
Friend of my heart,
Nor be sad in your remembrance
Of the careless, mad-heart semblance
That the wind hath blown away
When I am old.
When I am old
And the white hot wonder-fire
Unto the world seem cold,
My soul's desire
Know you then that all life's shower,
The rain of the years, that hour
Shall make blow for us one flower,
Including all, when we are old.
When I am old
If you remember
Any love save what is then
Hearth light unto life's December
Be your joy of past sweet chalices
To know then naught but this
"How many wonders are less sweet
Than love I bear to thee
When I am old."
poem by Ezra Pound
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Melancholy wintertime thoughts
Its cold outside and the fire
Crackles in the hearth, sends forth
Merry sparks to conceal you from
the dark.
You will not let the fire dim,
Because you know they will come in
All the wonderers in the dark.
All the dancers in the dark all the lonely
And the old, those from before who are
Here searching through the dark.
The peikko and the shamleg the journo and the ancient one
who slides on his belly, seek refuge in the dark.
The beast with many horns and he who
sleeps the day seek refuge in the dark.
So draw near to your little fire, throw on
A log or two. Think not of the beasts of winter and
they wont care for you
Cold Fire
It was long after midnight
When we got to unconditional love
She said sure, my heart is boundless
But dont push my limits too far
I said if love is so transcendant
I dont understand these boundaries
She said just dont disappoint me ---
You know how complex women are
Ill be around
If you dont let me down
Too far
Ill be around
If you dont let me down
It was just before sunrise
When we started on traditional roles
She said sure Ill be your partner
But dont make too many demands
I said if love has these conditions
I dont understand those songs you love
She said this is not a love song
This isnt fantasy-land
Dont go too far -
The phosphorescent wave on a tropical sea
Is a cold fire
Dont cross the line -
The pattern of moonlight on the bedroom floor
Is a cold fire
Dont let me down -
The flame at the heart of a pawnbrokers diamond
Is a cold fire
Dont break the spell -
The look in your eyes as you head for the door
Is a cold fire
Ill be around
If you dont push me down
Too far
Ill be around
If you dont push me down
Ill be around
If you dont push me down
Too far
Ill be around
If you dont push me down
Dont go too far -
The phosphorescent wave on a tropical sea
Is a cold fire
Dont cross the line -
The pattern of moonlight on the bedroom floor
Is a cold fire
Dont let me down -
The flame at the heart of a pawnbrokers diamond
Is a cold fire
Dont break the spell -
The look in your eyes as you head for the door
Is a cold fire
Ill be around
If you dont push me down
Too far
Ill be around
If you dont push me down
Ill be around
If you dont push me down
Too far
Ill be around
If you dont push me down
Ill be around
If you dont let me down
Its a cold fire...
Its a cold fire...
Its a cold fire...
Its a cold fire...
Love is blind if you are gentle
Love can turn to a long, cold burn
song performed by by Rush
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The Poor
Few, save the poor, feel for the poor:
The rich know not how hard
It is to be of needful food
And needful rest debarred.
Their paths are paths of plenteousness,
They sleep on silk and down;
And never think how heavily
The weary head lies down.
They know not of the scanty meal,
With small pale faces round;
No fire upon the cold, damp hearth
When snow is on the ground.
They never by the window lean,
And see the gay pass by;
Then take their weary task again,
But with a sadder eye.
poem by Letitia Elizabeth Landon
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Hard On Me
Its all I can do
To keep that little girl smiling
And keep my faith alive
Takes all I got to hold on to tomorrow
And you want to make it hard
Yeah, you want to make it hard on me
Some other time
Id be understanding
You were supposed to be
The friend that I needed when I was down and now
You want to make it hard
You want to make it hard on me
Maybe if I tried, I could turn the other cheek
Maybe, but how big do I have to be
Now you want to make it hard
Yeah, you want to make it hard on me
Maybe if I tried, I could turn the other cheek
Maybe, but how big do I have to be
I need someone
To put their arm around me
Shelter me from all harm
Just as I find something to believe in
You want to make it har d
You want to make it hard on me
Yeah, you want to make it hard
You want to make it hard on me
song performed by by Tom Petty
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Coming back: post 11/9/2001
Deafening was the sound
when the spires fell to the ground
leaving innocents dead
cold hearth, empty bed!
But we endure and go ahead
relight the fire, remake the bed
never yield, never resign
back to life after 11/9!
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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When It Comes To You
If we cant get along we oughtta be apart
And Im wondering whered you get that cold, cold heart
Set me free - sign my release
Im tired of being the villain of the piece
You been givin me a bad time
Tell me whatd I do
How come I always get a hard time
Honey when it comes to you
Sayin things that you didnt have to
How come I always get a hard time
Honey when it comes to you
You only get one life - this I know
I wanna get my licks in now before I go
The fire of love is dead and cold
I gotta satisfy the hunger in my soul
And you been givin me a bad time
Tell me whatd I do
How come I always get a hard time
Honey when it comes to you
Sayin things that you didnt have to
How come I always get a hard time
Honey when it comes to you
song performed by by Dire Straits
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The Fires
Men make them fires on the hearth
Each under his roof-tree,
And the Four Winds that rule the earth
They blow the smoke to me.
Across the high hills and the sea
And all the changeful skies,
The Four Winds blow the smoke to me
Till the tears are in my eyes.
Until the tears are in my eyes.
And my heart is wellnigh broke
For thinking on old memories
That gather in the smoke.
With every shift of every wind
The homesick memories come,
From every quarter of mankind
Where I have made me a home.
Four times a fire against the cold
And a roof against the rain --
Sorrow fourfold and joy fourfold
The Four Winds bring again!
How can I answer which is best
Of all the fires that burn?
I have been too often host or guest
At every fire in turn.
How can I turn from any fire,
On any man's hearthstone?
I know the wonder and desire
That went to build my own!
How can I doubt man's joy or woe
Where'er his house-fires shine.
Since all that man must undergo
Will visit me at mine?
Oh, you Four Winds that blow so strong
And know that his is true,
Stoop for a little and carry my song
To all the men I knew!
Where there are fires against the cold,
Or roofs against the rain --
With love fourfold and joy fourfold,
Take them my songs again!
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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As It Is When It Was
Ive kept my head against the wall
Ive been this way for so long now
You werent exactly falling over yourself
When last I saw you
Well I always thought
Wed get along like a house on fire
Until you told me that Id have to go
How can someone like you work that slow
Whatever you think of me
You listen hard and I will make you see
Whatever you think of me
You listen hard and I will make you see
I dont feel anything no more
This state of grace is consuming me
Im not grown up and I am not a boy
I feel no pain and I feel no joy
Well I always thought
Wed get along like a house on fire
In those days when the sun was warm
I ran in the street where I was born
Whatever you think of me
You listen hard and I will make you see
Whatever you think of me
You listen hard and I will make you see
The streets are so empty at this time of night
Id rather walk on my own than fight
In a world where Id forgotten you
I found myself forgotten, too
Thats the danger of believing books
And all the lies of those thieves and crooks
We sing intellectual songs of love
From a stolen pen to a velvet glove.
song performed by by New Order
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Hard Liner
Hard liner, she brings ice when I bring fire.
Shes a hard liner.
Tightrope cross niagara
Shed cut the wire
Never feel a thing.
Walked the sidewalk of another strange avenue.
Kicked my heels and wished my feet were in some other shoes.
But Im not running from that hard liner.
Well she brings ice when I bring fire.
Shes a real hard liner.
How does she retain my hearts desire?
Its a funny thing.
Knows what she wants, knows how to get it, too.
Scares me with cold logic, scares me with the witchs brew.
But I keep on drinking.
Hard liner.
Hard liner.
Im framed and Im hanging on the wall.
Shes a hard liner.
Im like some big game trophy hat-stand in the hall.
But I remember warm and loving nights.
Her [red? ] hair, restaurants,
Swaying bust, headlights
Its a funny thing.
Hard liner.
Yeah, she brings ice when I bring fire.
Hard liner.
Tightrope cross niagara, dont cut my wire.
Hard liner, hard, hard liner.
She brings sun when I bring rain.
Shes a real hard liner.
Yeah, weve got it all crossed up again.
Hard liner. hard liner.
Now I dont think we can stay in the same town.
song performed by by Jethro Tull
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Spooky Ladys Revenge
Looky here, whos in focus now
Hard and clear to the bone
No more fears that youd notice now
Like a tear cast in stone
And she comes from a spring to a fountain
On the wings of her song
Shes the king of the mountain
Shes so good, lord, and shes gone
Chorus:
Cause shes a star-see her shining
Shell go far, for a price
But shes hard in the heart like a diamond
Flashin fire--cold as ice
Chorus:
Cause shes a star-see her shining
Shell go far, for a price
But shes hard in the heart like a diamond
Flashin fire--cold as ice
song performed by by Kris Kristofferson
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