Out of damp and gloomy days, out of solitude, out of loveless words directed at us, conclusions grow up in us like fungus one morning they are there, we know not how, and they gaze upon us, morose and gray. Woe to the thinker who is not the gardener but only the soil of the plants that grow in him
quote by Friedrich Nietzsche
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In the Shadow
In the shadow
I live in the shadow
the shadow of the mountain
Vesuvius.
the days are warm
The soil is fertile
I grow olives and I grow
rich.
Long ago the mountain rumbled
spewing lava, pumice stone
Pliny told us of the horror
Pompeians dying in their homes.
the days are warm
The soil is fertile
I grow olives and I grow
old..
Life in good in greater Naples
We live in an expensive home
every now and then a rumble
vulcan working at his forge
poem by John F. McCullagh
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Soil Is A Soul Of Life
Soil what is soil Lord?
soil is life seed
soil is a living organism
soil is a loom
from which you were made
dust you were dust you will be
Soil what is soil Scientist?
soil is a critical
part
of an ecosystem
soil provides
important nutrients
for plants in
an ecosystem
soil helps
anchor
plants
to keep
plants
in place
soil absorbs
holds water
for plants
soil absorbs
holds water
for animals
lakes rivers
to use
soil provides
a home
for many species
lots of living
organisms
soil
regenerates life
dust you were dust you will be
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Plants grow for all.
Man grows on plants and animals.
Animals grow on plants and animals.
Germs grow on all the three.
Plants grow for all the three.
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poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I Grow Old
I grow old I should feel the cold
I grow old I should have grey hair
I grow old I should sit and stare
I grow old I should have false teeth
I grow old I should have poor sight
I grow old I should forget to write
I grow old I should have aches and pains
I grow old I should 'stroll down memory lane'
I grow old I should walk with a stick
But as I grow old I KICK ASS!
And that's about it!
poem by Yvette Smith
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Nature Succeeds Where Man Fails
What seeds, I threw
across the window, grew
as custard apple saplings, fast,
surprising all who came and looked aghast
and wondered how miraculous things could happen thus!
The seeds within the bird-droppings
Find domes and steeples, gopurams,
To grow so well that people often ask,
‘Can plants grow without soil and only rain,
Deriving nutrition from merely air? ’
Yet, farmers till the ground until
Forehead sweat falls and rain and sun
Can’t germinate the seeds sown well,
As tears fill eyes as crops don’t grow:
‘O God, they cry, why are we so unblessed? ’
At times, man may not reap what he may sow,
Until God-blessed, allowed by God;
He knows what, when, how much to give
Each person, as he well deserves:
God’s words decide our labour’s fruit.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 18-10-11
poem by John Celes
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I Grow Old
i grow old, i grow old
i shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled
and steal from TS Eliot
thinking no-one knows
i grow old, i grow old
i shall cease to do what i am told
and stay in bed till sunset
when the weather gets too cold
i grow old, i grow old
i shall only wear my crumpled clothes
and look disdainfully at others
when they roll up their nose
i grow old, i grow old
i shall watch events unfold
and take a greater pleasure
in an elder statesman role.
i grow old, i grow old
i shall never play lawn bowls
and never will watch cricket
that's too boring for the soul.
i grow old, i grow old
but i shall never be so bold
as to admonish others
when my views they do not hold.
poem by David Keig
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My Garden
I guard my gardener
Who is me, and just me.
Opening a lawn is
To grow grass with seeds alone.
My thinking is safely
Being thought by the roots
And the plants seem to be
A lot of pleasure then.
Hosing is fine this time
As well as watering.
My garden skills are best
But is my gardening
Any good, or all bad?
poem by Naveed Akram
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I Know You Well
This morning under awaking glow
The sun filled our room like december snow
Like morning through an old window
Theres a place in your head I will always know
To the same world born two of a kind
If its on your mind, itll be on mine cause
I know you well
Like the soil in the ground
Grass grown in the shadow of a blow
And if the blow will never toll
You and me grow old
I hope well live to tell
How you know I know you knew I know you well
Down under, beneath the softened skin
Where the words we whisper sink in
Its no wonder the way the words still ring
Sure as sin, its not a secret thing
To the same world born two of a kind
If its on your mind, itll be on mine cause
I know you well
Like the soil in the ground
Grass grown in the shadow of a blow
And if the blow will never toll
You and me grow old
I hope well live to tell
How you know I know you knew I know new york 1991
Here in the same room for so long
Out of the cold november
Still as a passport picture
Still as a passport picture
To the same world born two of a kind
If its on your mind, itll be on mine cause
I know you well
Like the soil in the ground
Grass grown in the shadow of a blow
And if the blow will never toll
You and me grow old
I hope well live to tell
How you know I know you knew I know you well
song performed by by Fountains Of Wayne
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We grow gray in our spirit long before we grow gray in our hair.
quote by Charles Lamb
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Grow
Grow.
Difficult it is.
And in the doing,
It is magical too.
If you,
Allow yourself to grow.
And not gloat upon your sensitivities.
With emotions on your sleeve to show.
Slow and determine,
To acquire knowledge.
And not upon it sit.
Become more inquisitive...
About life as it exists.
Don't permit,
Given criticisms to stop your quest.
The more that is learned,
The more of them...
May just manifest.
Grow.
It will become easy to be embittered,
By all that appears stagnant.
But a patience that develops,
Will within you begin to navigate...
Over obstacles and things that irritate.
You can and will,
Grow.
Show it with defined purpose.
Grow.
Don't fear ignorance.
Grow.
Overcome it like hopping a fence.
You can and will,
Grow.
Don't sit and bemoan your fate.
Grow.
Ignorance is not bliss.
Grow,
Ignorance can twist,
An unconscious mind into bits!
You can and will,
Grow.
Like a flower that blooms.
And reaches towards the sky.
Grow.
Do not deny it as life passes you by!
Grow.
Learn to fly and soar!
You can and will,
Grow.
Make opportunities for yourself,
And unlock...
All of those locked up doors,
You allowed to close before.
You can and will,
Grow.
Difficult it is.
Grow.
And in the doing.
Grow.
You can and will,
Grow.
It is magical too.
Grow.
If you decide to...
Grow.
Grow.
Grow.
Allow yourself to grow.
And not gloat upon your sensitivities.
With emotions on your sleeve to show.
You can and will,
Grow!
And let that be your mission.
Grow.
Knowing it is your ammunition.
Grow.
You can and will,
Grow.
Grow.
Grow!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Now That Youre Gone
(bernard edwards/nile rodgers)
My nights grow long
My nights grow long
Now that youre gone
My nights grow long
Now that youre gone
Now that youre gone
My nights grow long
Now that youre gone
Now that youre gone
Im living my life all alone
Or hit by a blow
To my pride
But Im doing ok
I wont let you see
What this has done to me
I guess Ill just take it in stride
Come what may
My nights grow long
My nights grow long
Now that youre gone
My nights grow long
Now that youre gone
Now that youre gone
My nights grow long
Now that youre gone
How can one do what should be done by two
I guess thats a crazy question to ask
I might seem happy
But dont be fooled by my appearance
Make no mistake
Im just wearing a mask
My nights grow long
My nights grow long
Now that youre gone
My nights grow long
Now that youre gone
Now that youre gone
My nights grow long
Now that youre gone
My nights grow long
My nights grow long
Now that youre gone
My nights grow long
Now that youre gone
Now that youre gone
My nights grow long
Now that youre gone
My nights grow long
My nights grow long
Now that youre gone
My nights grow long
Now that youre gone
Now that youre gone
My nights grow long
Now that youre gone
Now that youre gone
Now that youre gone
My nights grow long
Now that youre gone
My nights grow long
My nights grow long
Now that youre gone
My nights grow long
song performed by by Diana Ross
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No one can be a great thinker who does not recognize that as a thinker it is his first duty to follow his intellect to whatever conclusions it may lead. Truth gains more even by the errors of one who, with due study, and preparation, thinks for himself, than by the true opinions of those who only hold them because they do not suffer themselves to think.
John Stuart Mill in On Liberty (1859)
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Morning Glow
Morning glow morning glow
Starts to glimmer when you know
Winds of change are set to blow
And sweep this whole land through
Morning glow is long past due
Morning glow fill the earth
Come on shine far all youre worth
Well be present at the birth
Of all faith looking new
Morning glow is long past due
Oh oh morning glow
Id like to help you grow
You should have started long ago
Morning glow all days long
For we sing tomorrows song
Never knew we could be so strong
But now its very clear
Morning glow is almost here
Oh oh morning glow
Id like to help you grow
We should have started long ago
Morning glow all your life
We can make the new day right
All the bad songs of the night
Will fade into the past
Morning glow is here at last
song performed by by Michael Jackson
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Give the children an opportunity to make garden. Let them grow what they will. It matters less that they grow good plants than that they try for themselves.
quote by Liberty Hyde Bailey
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My Wonderment Of Nature
The more I learn of Nature the less about her I know I know
What causes the sea currents and what causes plants to grow
What causes the pink or white blossoms in Spring to grow on the fruit bearing tree?
So magical is Nature or so 'twould seem to me.
The great beauty of Nature we do not pay to see
The landscapes, lakes and waterways the vastness of the sea
In comparison to Nature human achievements small
And she outlives all of her life forms the greatest one of all.
To the one known as Earth Mother respect we do not pay
Yet she lives on forever and we grow old and gray
Those who talk of human immortals believe in their own lie
There is one immortal Nature and she will never die.
My wonderment of Nature grows with every passing day
The beauty in the bird song in the wood across the way
The Goddess of the Ocean and the Goddess of the Land
And that we take her for granted is something I do not understand
poem by Francis Duggan
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Nine Weeks
Because I don’t want to know that you are going
And I’m sick of ignoring the problem of absence
I’ll miss you so much and that truth burns
So just let me be so I can prepare
For nine weeks of hell and
63 days of isolation
Because friends aren’t always enough
We grow fonder, in rage
We grow fonder, in sorrow
We grow fonder from lust
Nine weeks of hell
And 63 days of isolation
Few days of joy within them
I want this to end
I want this to stop
But you must leave
And we must suffer
We grow older apart
And for now we are children, ignorant and oblivious
To the chore of true love,
And the respect of each other's maturity
poem by Casey Stewart
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It looks as though yields of over 10 times what we can currently grow per acre are feasible if you control the CO2 concentration, the humidity, the temperature, all the various factors that plants depend on to grow rapidly.
quote by Ralph Merkle
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Winter
Winter comes; and our complaints
Grow apace as summer faints,
Waning days grow dull and drear,
Something tells, too well, I fear,
That I've found a germ or two;
Something seems - ee! - ah! Tish-OO.
Subthig certigly does tell
That I'b very far frob weel.
Ad I'b cadging cold, I fear
As the wading days grow near,
Winter cubs; ad our complades
Grow apace as subber fades.
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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Outgrowing Childhood
Child you will grow tall
You will grow big
Instead of being a doll
You'll be in grownup's league!
Child you will grow smart
You will grow sly
Losing innocence of heart
You'll no more be a butterfly!
Child you will grow high
You will grow tough
A hardened guy
You'll be a different stuff!
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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Your Three Words
you write about
three words, and i predict
them from the
beginning,
i look at how your
name spells
letters arranged
so easy to remember
and you hint
about the three words
that i also know....
i know you mean
i love you..
cute, tickle me, like
high school sweethearts
you like it
giggling words
i love you
but grow a little
bit, grow the length of my arms
and muscles on my thighs
grow the nails
in my fingers
some dirt in there
some stains
in my hands
grow some more
yes, have white hairs
and wrinkled forehead
and trembling hands
and some sad stories
as you go along
some griefs
that you cannot contain
move on
with such words as
i quit
i am fed up
move on, grow, let time eat you
bloat in silence
store everything
inside your chest
and hit it with your
fists
do not cry
toughen your jaws
have a rope ready
loosen it a bit
for a while
on the benefit of a
doubt
something that
is reasonable
now, think deep
thoughts
and inhale more air
then exhale
tell me, what are those three words
in your throat?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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