There were 15 people in the village, including five of us. If my father arrested somebody in the winter, he'd have to wait until the thaw to turn him in.
quote by Leslie Nielsen
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Arrival
I wait for the humming bird to hum.
I wait for the bees to buzz.
I wait for the doves to bill and coo.
I wait for how it was
When springtime memory
Made its presence known
And I wait for winter's melancholy
to which I find I'm prone
to finally leave me alone.
I wait for springtime showers to appear.
I wait for a perfect rainbow.
I wait for the smell of blossoms.
I wait for them to grow
When every springtime memory
comes alive again.
And I wait for winter's darkness
which I pray for to descend
so I can let my yearning end.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Metamorphosis - 3 variations on a theme
1. The Second law of Thermodynamics
Out of winter, spring,
out of spring, summer,
then autumn, winter,
and out of winter, spring,
always the same.
Out of the bud, growth,
out of the flower, seed,
out of death, life.
Entropy always increases.
2.
Once you were within my reach.
Suddenly you became a
g l i t
t e r
i n g
damselfly.
Just wait, I thought, I can change too.
Why did I have to turn into a frog?
3.
Consider the Paradoxical Frog,
so named because it is several times smaller
than its p h e n o m e n a l l y huge tadpole.
(But then, look at people,
whose achievements often fail to match
the promise they once showed.)
poem by Paul Hansford
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What Nature Brings
Autumn leaves that turn to gold
Flowers that are bright and bold
Tremble in the cooling wind
Messages the autumn sends
Soon the winter storm so strong
We hope that it would not stay long
Now it’s almost time to change
And the landscape soon will rearrange
Spring will come before we know
This will bring a winter thaw
And then spring, oh glorious spring
Isn't it exciting what nature brings?
poem by Marilyn Lott
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Inspired by Issa - My Home Village
my home village
the virgin mary still stands
young as ever
my home village
old friends like me
away from home
my home village
old friends live in
new homes
inspired by
my home village-
the winter rain targets
a standing Buddha
-Issa,1816
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Winter's love
Winter, has the charm of life,
Winter, is like my wife.
Winter is my love,
Winter is my dream of always ''wow''
I always wait for winter like its friend,
the trees in winter always bend, having its branches like the ghosts arms.
they are my always my eye's charms.
do you love winter as i do?
poem by Leah Dsouza
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Village Idiot
Did you see the lad, on the corner
He was standing drinking wine
Wears his overcoat in the summer
And short sleeves in the winter time
Takes his holidays, down at the bookies
Well he knows how to pick a horse
Village tramping round the countryside
He wears a smile, but he doesnt say much
Village idiot, hes complicated
Village idiot, simple mind
Village idiot, he does know something
But hes just not saying
Dont you know hes onto something
You can see it, you can see it in his eyes
Sometimes he looks so happy
As he goes strolling by
Oh village idiot, hes complicated
Village idiot, hes got a simple mind
Village idiot, must know something
But hes just not saying
Well you all know hes onto something
You can see it in his eyes
Sometimes he looks so happy
When he goes walking by
Sometimes he looks so happy
When he goes walking by
Sometimes he looks so happy
When he goes walking by.
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Germinal
Welcome, welcome glorious March
Whose soggy kiss we yearn
To turn the days of darkness bright
And hearld spring's return
Let warming rain turn winter's grip awry
And thaw the frozen land
That life anew will bloom once more
When coax'd by April's hand
Oh sweet May with colours bold
Proclaiming spring's demise
As summer gently o'er takes
The flowerly portrait before our eyes
How I love the songs of spring
Merry tunes to one and all
Whom to winter is a blight
And lament the end of fall
So let budding spring abate clouds of gloom
As sunlight clears the way
For nature to revive again
The glad approach of summer days
poem by John A. Hancock
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At the time I was arrested I had no idea it would turn into this. It was just a day like any other day. The only thing that made it significant was that the masses of the people joined in.
quote by Rosa Parks
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Until we turn again
If I must dance in the dark
then you lead
until we turn again
If autumn leaves must fall
you lead
till we can turn again
The winter grows long
like a breathless song
and the trees are bare
but the thaw will come
and the rain will dance
till the leaves are there
Since autumn leaves must fall
you lead
till we can turn again
Since I must dance in the dark
you lead
until we turn again
poem by John Libertus
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Father Time
(sambora, child)
Father time
I couldnt make her wanna stay
I couldnt seem to find the words to say
Now I have to live in yesterday
Father time
I thought that you were on my side
I thought that I could keep our love alive
I thought that I could keep her satisfied
The clock keeps tickin and I keep on thinkin bout you
Im knockin at the door of your heart but I cant break through
Father time
Grant me just another day
Of our love I tried to make her stay
Father time
Dont tell me its too late
All my life you know that I would wait
Father time
Now shes gone
She didnt even say goodbye
I guess she didnt have the heart to try
She didnt even have the guts to lie
Father time
Only you can turn the page
And close the curtain on this empty stage
Only you can take my pain away
My heart keeps breakin and my body keeps aching for you
Its time to hold on but theres nothin left to hold on to
Father time
Grant me just another day
Of our love I tried to make her stay
Father time
Dont tell me its too late
All my life you know that I would wait
Father time
Father, father cant you see Im depending on you
Im dying at the door to your heart and I cant break through
Father time
Grant me just another day
Of our love I tried to make her stay
Father time
Dont tell me its too late
All my life you know that I would wait
Father time
Shes your child make her mine
Father time
song performed by by Bon Jovi
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Arrested By You
(rupert hine / jeannette obstoj)
What is this strange elation?
Taking my train of thought to an unknown destination
And suddenly I dont know where I am
But like a tremor or a spark
Somethings happening in my heart
Ive been arrested by you
Take me in, oh, oh, oh
Finally captured by you, by you and by you
Take me in
Ive been arrested by you
Take me in, oh, oh, oh
Finally captured by you, by you and by you
Take me in
Youve broken my concentration
Saving me just in time from a desperate situation
And suddenly, I dont know who I am
But my dilemmas where to start
Somethings happening in my heart
Ive been arrested by you
Take me in, oh, oh, oh
Finally captured by you, by you and by you
Take me in
Ive been arrested by you
Take me in, oh, oh, oh
Finally captured by you, by you and by you
Take me in
Ive been arrested by you
Take me in, oh, oh, oh
Finally captured by you, by you and by you
Take me in
Ive been arrested by you
Take me in, oh
Finally captured by you, oh, oh
Take me in
Ive been captured, captured, captured, captured
Oh, baby
Oh, ho,
Take me baby
Oh, oh, oh, oh
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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A Father Is A Father
A father is a father.
But it takes a man to be a dad.
You lost that title when you left mom and I.
A dad is man that I can turn to when I need someone.
His son first hero and a daughters first love.
Any boy can be a father.
But to take responsibility and raise that child,
That's what makes a father a dad.
A father is a father.
A boy is a boy.
But a father can be a dad.
All he has to do is become a man.
poem by Alice Spakrs
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Winter's sun
There is something about the winter's sun,
That aspires hope after struggle
The wait for tomorrow after
long cold shivering nights;
is the optimism attached
to the winter's sun.
There is something about the winter's sun.
The Florescence of the beaming rays
the calmness of the flowing sunshine:
convinces me about the warmth,
of the winter's sun
There is something about the winter's sun.
The tender hugging of the sunbeams
on the exposed numb body:
confirms about the comfort provided
by the winter's sun
There is something about the winter's sun.
Those for whom is the winter's suffering
the warmth of the sun is also for them.
Relieving them that, a part of the
sunshine belongs to them
Of the winter's sun.
poem by Azmat Naushad Asif
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Tomorrow
Gale, silverman
Oh she was a the fairest in trinidad
And he was a wandering sailor lad,
But she stole his heart as no other had
Tomorrow, tomorrow we will meet once more
In the old village square,
So wait for me darlin' and i'll be there.
The moon was so young and their hearts were gay,
I'm yours for ever he heard her say,
But she knew in her heart that he could not stay.
Tomorrow, tomorrow we will meet once more,
In the old village square,
So wait for me darlin' and i'll be there.
Now her heart is sad as he sails the sea,
And i heard her sigh, "oh come back to me",
And the wind in the waves whispered mournfully,
"tomorrow, tomorrow we will meet once more,
In the old village square,
So wait for me darlin' and i'll be there."
Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow
song performed by by Nina Simone
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Tomorrow (We Will Meet Once More)
Gale, silverman
Oh she was a the fairest in trinidad
And he was a wandering sailor lad,
But she stole his heart as no other had
Tomorrow, tomorrow we will meet once more
In the old village square,
So wait for me darlin and Ill be there.
The moon was so young and their hearts were gay,
Im yours for ever he heard her say,
But she knew in her heart that he could not stay.
Tomorrow, tomorrow we will meet once more,
In the old village square,
So wait for me darlin and Ill be there.
Now her heart is sad as he sails the sea,
And I heard her sigh, "oh come back to me",
And the wind in the waves whispered mournfully,
"tomorrow, tomorrow we will meet once more,
In the old village square,
So wait for me darlin and Ill be there."
Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow
song performed by by Nina Simone
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Manifesting In Arrested Sleep
Left behind.
Most have jumped into safety nets.
Held by clinging vines.
And time has stopped.
Minds are blocked.
Onlookers can't believe,
People frozen yet they breathe.
And time has stopped.
Minds are blocked.
Onlookers can't believe,
People frozen yet they breathe.
Manifesting in arrested sleep.
Time has stopped!
Manifesting in arrested sleep.
Minds are blocked!
Manifesting in arrested sleep.
And onlookers can't believe,
People frozen yet they breathe.
Left behind.
Most have jumped into safety nets.
Held by clinging vines.
And onlookers can't believe,
People frozen yet they breathe.
Time has stopped!
Manifesting in arrested sleep.
Minds are blocked!
Manifesting in arrested sleep.
And onlookers can't believe,
People frozen yet they breathe.
Time has stopped!
Manifesting in arrested sleep.
Minds are blocked!
Manifesting in arrested sleep.
And onlookers can't believe,
People frozen yet they breathe.
Time has stopped!
Manifesting in arrested sleep.
Minds are blocked!
Manifesting in arrested sleep.
Time has stopped!
Manifesting in arrested sleep.
Minds are blocked!
Manifesting in arrested sleep.
And onlookers can't believe,
People frozen yet they breathe.
To be left...
Without an empathy to tease them!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Nieces Pieces
I can't wait to watch you get older
I can't wait to meet that first boy that breaks your life
I can't wait till you realize the family you've been born into
I can't wait to watch you turn from good to bad
I can't wait to tell your grandpa made your mommy
play stripper while your uncle watched
I can't wait to tell you I punched your mommy in the chest
In front of her new friends
I can't wait till you realize mommy's heart is broken
I can't wait to watch you grow up around the people who broke it
song performed by by Xiu Xiu
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Nieces Pieces
I can't wait to watch you get older
I can't wait to meet that first boy that breaks your life
I can't wait till you realize the family you've been born into
I can't wait to watch you turn from good to bad
I can't wait to tell your grandpa made your mommy
play stripper while your uncle watched
I can't wait to tell you I punched your mommy in the chest
In front of her new friends
I can't wait till you realize mommy's heart is broken
I can't wait to watch you grow up around the people who broke it
song performed by by Xiu Xiu
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Water Anew
From mountain high to valley low, the warmth of springs thaw runoff comes clear cold water from the melting snow.
Spring rain, cool and clear, mist and fog, early morning's dew, creeks, rivers, lakes renew.
Though mud stained from the thaw, the water soon will clear, life sustaining, life anew.
With summer weather comes light or heavy rains, sprinkle, mist or fog, life sustaining, life anew.
With autumn arrives the cold, then frost, soon after winter follows, sleet and snow, water turns to ice.
Though covered with ice and winters snow, the water in creeks, rivers and lakes renew until springs thaw, the water still flows.
Whether spring, summer, autumn or winter, water, life sustaining, life anew.
poem by Alvin Schaut
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Village Green
Out in the country,
Far from all the soot and noise of the city,
Theres a village green.
Its been a long time
Since I last set eyes on the church with the steeple
Down by the village green.
twas there I met a girl called daisy
And kissed her by the old oak tree.
Although I loved my daisy, I saw fame,
And so I left the village green.
I miss the village green,
And all the simple people.
I miss the village green,
The church, the clock, the steeple.
I miss the morning dew, fresh air and sunday school.
And now all the houses
Are rare antiquities.
American tourists flock to see the village green.
They snap their photographs and say gawd darn it,
Isnt it a pretty scene?
And daisys married tom the grocer boy,
And now he owns a grocery.
I miss the village green,
And all the simple people.
I miss the village green,
The church, the clock, the steeple.
I miss the morning dew, fresh air and sunday school.
And I will return there,
And Ill and daisy,
And well sip tea, laugh,
And talk about the village green.
We will laugh and talk about the village green.
song performed by by Kinks
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