In Memoriam A. H. H.: 11. Calm is the morn without a sound
Calm is the morn without a sound,
Calm as to suit a calmer grief,
And only thro' the faded leaf
The chestnut pattering to the ground:
Calm and deep peace on this high wold,
And on these dews that drench the furze.
And all the silvery gossamers
That twinkle into green and gold:
Calm and still light on yon great plain
That sweeps with all its autumn bowers,
And crowded farms and lessening towers,
To mingle with the bounding main:
Calm and deep peace in this wide air,
These leaves that redden to the fall;
And in my heart, if calm at all,
If any calm, a calm despair:
Calm on the seas, and silver sleep,
And waves that sway themselves in rest,
And dead calm in that noble breast
Which heaves but with the heaving deep.
poem by Alfred Lord Tennyson
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I dread the calm
I dread the calm in the morning of a mourn without a sound
It is a calm that comes to foster a greater grief
It is a calm light of dusk before ever dew was falling from leaves
It is a calm sinking in calm pattering to the ground
I fear the calm and scudding winds in the high wold
And on the dews the drench the gorse
And all the silvery gossamer
Shaken into gilded gold
Is it calm and still in the dusky light over great plains
That sweeps late and swiftly in autumn bowers
Of secluded farms and solitary towers
To merge with the bounding and the saint
Is it calm on the vast sea under the spangled silver sleep
The waves that sway in colossus to lull themselves to rest
And the dead calm in the deepening breast
Which heaves with the heaving deep
Yet calm is the mute peace in the meadow’s air
The forest gloom with loom of leaves that redden to fall
And in my chest if calm can ever dwell at all
If any calm is there, it is the calm of despair
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I Am Calm In The Pain
I AM CALM IN THE PAIN
I am calm in the pain,
And calm in the rejection,
And calm through the insult,
And calm through the anger,
And calm calm calm,
Though I feel so deeply
How I have failed
I am calm
Very calm
So calm
Until suddenly
In the middle of the morning prayer
I begin to cry to God
Cry with a terrible crying
And then when the prayer done
Calm calm calm calm calm.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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This House Is Not For Sale
Tell 'em that the house is not for sale
We're still livin' here, how come nobody can tell
They're takin' all the furniture, movin' our things
Come on little honey, put your head on my knee
Tell 'em that the house is not for sale
And calm down, calm down, calm down
Calm down, calm down, calm down
Do you remember when we even bought this thing?
I danced you across the wooden floor and you signed the lease
What happened in the car that night?
What happened in the car that night?
Tell 'em that the house is not for sale
And calm down, calm down, calm down
Calm down, calm down, calm down
Calm down
Tell 'em that the house is not for sale
We could grab a couple sheets, yeah, give 'em quite a scare
I remember lyin' on the bedroom floor
You were holding me, little honey, kissin' my soul
Tell 'em that the house is not for sale
And calm down, calm down, calm down
Calm down, calm down, calm down
Calm down
Calm down
song performed by by Ryan Adams
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I love the word 'calm
I love the word ‘calm’
‘The sea lies calm tonight’
‘Ne’er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep!
‘And calm of mind, all passion spent’
I love the word ‘calm’
And the feeling of peace,
And the joy in quiet,
And the sense of all things well,
It gives.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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The Nature Of The Storm
Glare at the cloud
Guarded by fog and shroud
And see the storm will be here
Soon it will be quite near
Brace yourself my dear
And yet before
We have to be torn at the core
Torn to and fro, there will be a calm before a calm
A time where there shall be no qualm
And yet the calm is terrifying
The silence before war is maddening
It is not the nor consoling calm of peace
But a maddening roar of quiet
I fear the calm more than the storm because sometimes 'Not Knowing'
That's the worst
poem by David Knox
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Calm Is Who I Am Now
CALM IS WHO I AM NOW
Calm is who I am now
Calm and quiet-
I have done
What I could do-
The rest is repetition-
Slowly slowly
Time is taking me away-
How long I do not know-
How much pain I do not know-
Calm is who I am now -
Quiet quiet
Before the fears return again
And the anxiety over what I have not done-
Calm is who I am now
In these moments at this hour
Four in the morning
A small part of the long day to come.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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The Sea So Calm Today
The fury
it rages on
in me
The tsunami
in me
that would
take years to tame
the calm sea
So calm
it throws me
off balance
Stoic, unfeeling
after all the ravages
it lies so calm
A lesson
to face life adversities
the calm sea this day
so calm it throws me
off balance
This tsunami
in me that would
take years to tame
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Calm See
Calm Sea
Calm Sea
Calm Sea
How great you are
After the storm
poem by Aldo Kraas
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I Will Calm Down!
say as you may,
I DON'T CARE! ! ! ! ! !
are you in my shoes,
I DON'T THINK SO! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
do you know what i been through?
NOT REALLY! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
how you going to tell me to calm down?
i have everything planned! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
you came and took everything! ! ! ! !
my plans for my futher,
my trust i had for you,
everything i thought i had going right.
EVERYTHING and now i'm surposed to calm down,
DID YOU LOSE EVERYTHING? ! ! ! !
and you still want me to calm down?
if it wasn't for you i wouldn't be in this mess! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
what did i ever do to deserve this?
nothing! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! and yet i have to pay the price.
don't you think you could of been clear,
than we wouldn't be in this mess! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
so i will calm down, when i get what you promised.
that all i wanted.
for you to stay to your word.
but, HELL NO! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
now you see why i'm pissed,
i got a good enough reason to be.
at you and at the world.
no wonder i don't put my trust into anybody.
yet, i feel like i'm getting pushed away,
do anybody seem to care?
not if it don't concerns them! ! ! !
this world is already MESSED up.
no wonder the people in it are TOO! ! ! ! ! !
I WILL CALM DOWN! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
i will take deep breath........
but, will you still be the same?
cuz if you are,
i can't have this conversation with you.
i need it with somebody who will listen.
i need it with somebody who give a damn! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
i'm tiried of feeling like i'm not important! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
when i know DAMN sure i am! ! ! ! !
so if you got a problem with it.
i don't care! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
i stopped caring way before you did.
poem by Mona Martinez
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The sea within
My world
static now.
I am dead to everything
except the sound of the sea
that is within me.
No more calm
but raging with a storm,
the angry waves lashing
against the high cliffs.
But the sea is deep,
down in my heart.
None can witness
the tumult from outside,
the impregnable stoical exterior
bearing no sign of the inner trepidation.
A voice calls out to me
above the howling sound of the sea.
Slowly I raise my head
and see myself, calm and intrepid.
Am I the weary sailor
waiting to be washed ashore
after my ship sinks?
My spirit will no longer languish
but ready to override
the storm than wait for it to subside.
For I love the song of the sea
that is in me,
the soft murmur
when it is calm and when the billows roar.
The heart recognizes in them the melodies
and whispers the both tones.
poem by Aimanu Begum
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There Is No Pain In Me Now
THERE IS NO PAIN IN ME NOW
There is no pain in me now-
I am quiet and calm
The pains have gone.
I sit and wait and rest-
I am calm.
But I want something else,
And I do not know what it is.
Calm and old,
But not sad and not in pain,
I want something else-
But do not know what it is.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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I Lost The Calm Of My Poem and The Peace Of My Soul
I lost the calm of my poem and the peace of my soul
When I heard murderers would go free
And those who had deliberately killed women and children
Would torment yet again their victims’ families-
I lost the calm and the peace of my soul
When I learned that we had forsaken our principles of Justice
And given in to blackmail to ransom a single life -
I lost the calm of my poem and the peace of my soul
When I understand one can be too kind and too compassionate
And that those ‘kind to the cruel’ end up being ‘cruel to the kind’
I lost the calm of my poem and the peace of my soul
When I understood we as a people had ceased to be wise and courageous-
And given in to our own excessive sense of compassion and to the cruelty of the cruel.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Youth and Calm
'Tis death! and peace, indeed, is here,
And ease from shame, and rest from fear.
There's nothing can dismarble now
The smoothness of that limpid brow.
But is a calm like this, in truth,
The crowning end of life and youth,
And when this boon rewards the dead,
Are all debts paid, has all been said?
And is the heart of youth so light,
Its step so firm, its eye so bright,
Because on its hot brow there blows
A wind of promise and repose
From the far grave, to which it goes;
Because it hath the hope to come,
One day, to harbour in the tomb?
Ah no, the bliss youth dreams is one
For daylight, for the cheerful sun,
For feeling nerves and living breath -
Youth dreams a bliss on this side death.
It dreams a rest, if not more deep,
More grateful than this marble sleep;
It hears a voice within it tell:
Calm's not life's crown, though calm is well.
'Tis all perhaps which man acquires,
But 'tis not what our youth desires.
poem by Matthew Arnold (1852)
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Surface Calm
Surface calm enfolds
the hidden tiger
of repressed emotions
sleeplessly prowling
within the inner reaches
of the mind’s cave.
Surface calm here holds
attention – geiger
counting the ocean motions
of reactivity, radioactivity
tuned into the wave lengths
of the [he]art’s rave.
Surface calm explodes
upon the calm surface
of a sheet which enfolds
the hidden tiger of.....
25 May 1991 revised? 31 May 2005
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Moods Of Water
Water is calm,
And soothes like a balm,
Water is calm,
But may also harm,
Water is calm,
And does not wish to cause alarm,
poem by Kieran J1996
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Sullen Girl
Days like this, I dont know what to do with myself.
All day - and all night.
I wander the halls along the walls and under my breath.
I say to myself.
I need fuel - to take flight -
And theres too much going on.
But its calm under the waves, in the blue of my oblivion.
Under the waves in the blue of my oblivion.
Is that why they call me a sullen girl - sullen girl.
The dont know I used to sail the deep and tranquil sea.
But he washed me shore and he took my pearl -
And left an empty shell of me.
And theres too much going on.
But its calm under the waves, in the blue of my oblivion.
Under the waves in the blue of my oblivion.
Under the waves in the blue of my oblivion.
Its calm under the waves in the blue of my oblivion.
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Back To Basom
Reaching out now and I touch your face
Please believe I'm only traveling
Like seeking wonder from a foreign place
It matters not from where I'm coming
And the snow so light is bleeding
We sleep so tight when we're breathing
Calm a little pint of soul - creeping
Calm the light - let me fly - Back to Basom
(call is waiting, contemplate a thread already spun)
Calm the light - let me fly - Back to Basom
(should you carry what you are is cooked until it's done)
(instrumental break)
Left to locate the last trace of waste
I picked it up and it was smiling
Just like the dancer who has lost her leg
She laughs alone but then she's crying
And the snow so light is bleeding
We sleep so tight when we're breathing
Calm a little pint of soul - creeping
Calm the light - let me fly - Back to Basom
(call is waiting, contemplate a thread already spun)
Calm the light - let me fly - Back to Basom
(should you carry what you are is cooked until it's done)
song performed by by Ween
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Back To Basom
Reaching out now and I touch your face
Please believe I'm only traveling
Like seeking wonder from a foreign place
It matters not from where I'm coming
And the snow so light is bleeding
We sleep so tight when we're breathing
Calm a little pint of soul - creeping
Calm the light - let me fly - Back to Basom
(call is waiting, contemplate a thread already spun)
Calm the light - let me fly - Back to Basom
(should you carry what you are is cooked until it's done)
(instrumental break)
Left to locate the last trace of waste
I picked it up and it was smiling
Just like the dancer who has lost her leg
She laughs alone but then she's crying
And the snow so light is bleeding
We sleep so tight when we're breathing
Calm a little pint of soul - creeping
Calm the light - let me fly - Back to Basom
(call is waiting, contemplate a thread already spun)
Calm the light - let me fly - Back to Basom
(should you carry what you are is cooked until it's done)
song performed by by Ween
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When The Calm Comes Back Again
WHEN THE CALM COMES BACK AGAIN
When the calm comes back again
After days of anxiety and stress-
When things at last seem going the right way
After a long time of disorder-
When one is simply quiet and happy inside again
And looking forward to whatever is to come-
When the calm comes back again
How blessed and happy and easy life is-
And what a tremendous relief also.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Farewell
For the last time, maybe, upon the knoll
I stand. The eve is golden, languid, sad.
Day like a tragic actor plays his role
To the last whispered word and falls gold-clad.
I, too, take leave of all I ever had.
They shall not say I went with heavy heart:
Heavy I am, but soon I shall be free,
I love them all, but oh I now depart
A little sadly, strangely, fearfully,
As one who goes to try a mystery.
The bell is sounding down in Dedham vale:
Be still, O bell: too often standing here
When all the air was tremulous, fine and pale,
Thy golden note so calm, so still, so clear,
Out of my stony heart has struck a tear.
And now tears are not mine. I have release
From all the former and the later pain,
Like the mid sea I rock in boundless peace
Soothed by the charity of the deep-sea rain….
Calm rain! Calm sea! Calm found, long sought in vain!
O bronzen pines, evening of gold and blue,
Steep mellow slope, brimmed twilit pools below,
Hushed trees, still vale dissolving in the dew,
Farewell. Farewell. There is no more to do.
We have been happy. Happy now I go.
poem by Robert Nichols
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