Obsolescent
Bending over like this to get my hands empty
Rummaging through the white trashcans out back
Of the Patent Office I find a kind of peace
Here in this warm-lit alley where no one comes.
Even the rats too they know that nothing new
Is going to get pitched out now--no formula,
Not one blueprint will ever be found in these
Bright bins whose futures are huge, pristine.
Old alleymouth grabbags my attention at times
I see the world flash by out there, glow-glow as
The floors of decontamination chambers-
I go back to my dull, boring search, foraging
For the feel it gives me of the thing which has
Invented me: that void whose sole idea I was.
poem by Bill Knott
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Forever Glow
I wanna watch you glow
I love to see you glow
I wanna see the sun shine out
And heal the aching bones
I wanna set you free
Find sweet harmony
Cause I can see a rainbow now
Smiling through the trees
Glow, glow, forever glow
Glow, glow, forever glow
I wanna let you know
Let the river flow
Find that place to be
Set your spirit free
Lighten up the shade
Bring color to the day
A perfect kind of you
A perfect kind of me
Glow, glow, forever glow
Glow, glow, forever glow
Glow
song performed by by Feeder
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First Touch
I dreamed of all
The wonders in the world
And lovers that I knew
I saw so many good things
At one time
Mountains of emotion
Coming right into view
When I arose from my bed
I got that warm glow
At the back of my head
First touch, feel the power
Hear the thunder over me
First touch, out of nowhere
See the future over me
Then I dreamed about
The tenderness we shared
And how it makes us feel
Like every first encounter
That we have
When I think I must be dreamin
You tell me that its real
And here you are in my bed
I get that warm glow
At the back of my head
song performed by by Uriah Heep
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Peace in Glow
Think of birds with flying colors-
find and feel its immense pleasure,
flying not for any earthly bargain
sky pastures peace, hardly any pain.
Eyes catching up thy show,
peace found in subtle glow!
Sun pops out with silent splash,
spilling red of rinsing paintbrush.
The dawn and dusk palette same hue-
peace newborn pays the end its due.
Minds catching up thy show
peace found in subtle glow!
Buds’ hinting promise of colours
blooming into splendorous flowers
call us all to the peace divine
just to be attuned and be aligned.
Hearts catching up thy show
peace found in subtle glow!
Visions of innocent beauties -
non ephemeral joys in plenty,
cognizance has to be treasured –
precious gifts beyond any measure.
Souls catching up thy show
peace found in subtle glow!
poem by Gautam Sen
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Drift Glow
Drift glow
Drift glow
As white as snow
Into the openness
Of bright sky heaven fresh
Mighty in its blue
Into going and renew
Drift glow
White as snow
I hear the birds singing
Outside - in a tree
Wonderful tones bringing
Up and down the scale free
Love songs for their nest
And hope to come and see
When with young it's blessed
And cared for compassionately
Drift glow
Drift glow
As white as snow
Into the openness
Of space and clear enmesh
Something to come here through
When tomorrow is up to do
Drift glow
White as snow
In with its many days singing
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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Drift glow
Drift glow
As white as snow
Into the openness
Of bright sky heaven fresh
Mighty in its blue
Into going and renew
Drift glow
White as snow
I hear the birds singing
Outside - in a tree
Wonderful tones bringing
Up and down the scale free
Love songs for their nest
And hope to come and see
When with young it's blessed
And cared for compassionately
Drift glow
Drift glow
As white as snow
Into the openness
Of space and clear enmesh
Something to come here through
When tomorrow is up to do
Drift glow
White as snow
In with its many days singing
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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This World Today
Maurice white, wade flemmons & don whitehead
In this new world
The world of today
Now you might think
That the world has changed
But boy meets girl
Same as before
And they vow their love forever more
In this world today.
In this new world
Of troubled times
Just you look back
And Im sure youll find
Man fighting man
For no cause at all
And though it is wrong
The fighting goes on
In this world today.
Why do you say
Were in a different bag
When all the things you did
Were just as bad.
In this new world
Of suffering
Love, peace of mind
Should be our thing
Let man join hands
The old and the young
And let every heart
Now beat as one
In this world today.
Love, peace of mind should be our thing
Love, peace of mind should be our thing
Love, peace of mind should be our thing.
song performed by by Earth Wind And Fire
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Love Songs
She doesnt know what shes done
Little one doesnt know when to stop
Love must find her
Love must find her a way
She doesnt know what hes thinking
She only knows how he behaves
Love must find him
Love must find him a way
I reckon I must be just an old softy
cause I still believe in love
I think the best is yet to come
cause where Im from is also where Im going
And in the time that it takes to sing this song
I hope you can see for yourself
Love must find you
Love must find you a way
I reckon I must be just an old softy
cause I still believe in love
I think the best is yet to come
cause where Im from is also where Im going
And in the time that it takes to sing you this song
I think I can see for myself
Love has found me
Love has found me a way (oh, love has surely found a way)
Never did I feel like this before
Never was I so confused
I dont know if Im up or down
I guess Ive got nothing to lose
Never did I feel so good before
Guess I might as well hold onto a feeling
It feels so fine
As long as its on my mind
What a blue monday talk about lonely
Dont look back dont look down
Dont know how I made it through
I guess its got something to do with you
Never was I so in love before
The world is like a collage
Yes, and the only thing I can see clearly
Is the slow steady glow of love in her eyes
Talking about the slow steady glow of love in her eyes
song performed by by James Taylor
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Moonlight Sonata
The Moonlight Sonata
coaxes light through the window
a warm glow is between us.
Then air turns to ash and
we close our eyes.
Once when we could still see,
there were hands between us.
One a teacup, the kind saved
for the careful company
the other a nesting bird
enveloping, gentle, weightless.
I could feel in your arms
steel bands that hummed
with precision over a vast
network of machinery,
driving one day into the next.
The smell of heat hung on you,
white heat, blast furnace heat.
Skin seared to ochre, a badge,
medallion, a sign of your time.
The heavy scent of oil, grease
and solvents hung like
a shroud around your shoulders.
The shoulders from where I could
see a world shaped by the will
of your vision,
the will of your back.
I could see your hair
black, curled, swept back
by the wind or tide as
you leaned in to stand your ground
or go under for the third time.
The leather chair smelled of
smoke and grass. I could
wait for you there while you
slept, slumped, heavy breath
moist, warm on the back of
my neck.
Then our eyes are open
you speak, finally, your voice
is soft and hollow the way
mourning doves purr as the
streetlights go out. All the
sadness and regret is in your eyes
so your voice can carry across
the room to meet the music halfway.
I hold your hand like a teacup
the taste of ash, the grit, on
my tongue. I wish for wind
any expansion of air so I can see
light through the window and
feel again
the warm glow between us.
poem by Ronald Shields
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Glow
Glow
Out of all contexts and scenery
it shows laughter rings inside of me
aching paths don't cross so easily
break my back to see things differently
so glow
we've held off the cold
low and behold
the seasons passing toll
i find reasons and stop wondering
the different ways in which we feel the same
give too much to what-if imagery
now the second time means more to me
so glow
we've held off the cold
so glow
we've held off the cold
low and behold
turns winter spring and fall
song performed by by Unkle
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Tears of the Candle
On my way to this world, I did first see your light
Light that guided the ways of the first pair of hands
that placed me on the bed, be at my mother's side
From the dark little world wherein, before, I was
I saw the tears you shed, knew not what they were for
Were they tears of pity - my life woeful would be
Or were they tears of joy - I would live happily
Again I saw your light, it was baptismal day
Candles in many hands, I heard pledges for me
Again I saw your tears, what for I did not know
Were they for the troubles in life I'll undergo
By your light I acquired knowledge while I grew up
You, watching over me as came and went the nights
And on my wedding day, again I saw your light
Felt the warmth of your glow, warm as the glow of love
Again you shed the tears, both for the two of us
For the joys we would share, or woes we should surpass
The last time you're alight, your light I have not seen
And the warmth of your glow, I now do never feel
As cries and sobs I hear, fall the drops of your tears
I am now on my way and leave this world I will
Never to see your light or feel your warmth again
poem by Pacific Hernandez
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The Mayfair Love-Song
Winter and summer, night and morn,
I languish at this table dark;
My office window has a corn-
er looks into St. James's Park.
I hear the foot-guards' bugle-horn,
Their tramp upon parade I mark;
I am a gentleman forlorn,
I am a Foreign-Office Clerk.
My toils, my pleasures, every one,
I find are stale, and dull, and slow;
And yesterday, when work was done,
I felt myself so sad and low,
I could have seized a sentry's gun
My wearied brains out out to blow.
What is it makes my blood to run?
What makes my heart to beat and glow?
My notes of hand are burnt, perhaps?
Some one has paid my tailor's bill?
No: every morn the tailor raps;
My I O U's are extant still.
I still am prey of debt and dun;
My elder brother's stout and well.
What is it makes my blood to run?
What makes my heart to glow and swell?
I know my chief's distrust and hate;
He says I'm lazy, and I shirk.
Ah! had I genius like the late
Right Honorable Edmund Burke!
My chance of all promotion's gone,
I know it is,—he hates me so.
What is it makes my blood to run,
And all my heart to swell and glow?
Why, why is all so bright and gay?
There is no change, there is no cause;
My office-time I found to-day
Disgusting as it ever was.
At three, I went and tried the Clubs,
And yawned and saunter'd to and fro;
And now my heart jumps up and throbs,
And all my soul is in a glow.
At half-past four I had the cab;
I drove as hard as I could go.
The London sky was dirty drab,
And dirty brown the London snow.
And as I rattled in a cant-
er down by dear old Bolton Row,
A something made my heart to pant,
And caused my cheek to flush and glow.
What could it be that made me find
Old Jawkins pleasant at the Club?
Why was it that I laughed and grinned
At whist, although I lost the rub?
What was it made me drink like mad
Thirteen small glasses of Curaco?
That made my inmost heart so glad,
And every fibre thrill and glow?
She's home again! she's home, she's home!
Away all cares and griefs and pain;
I knew she would—she's back from Rome;
She's home again! she's home again!
'The family's gone abroad,' they said,
September last they told me so;
Since then my lonely heart is dead,
My blood I think's forgot to flow.
She's home again! away all care!
O fairest form the world can show!
O beaming eyes! O golden hair!
O tender voice, that breathes so low!
O gentlest, softest, purest heart!
O joy, O hope!—'My tiger, ho!'
Fitz-Clarence said; we saw him start—
He galloped down to Bolton Row.
poem by William Makepeace Thackeray
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Back Alley Sally
Back Alley Sally,
When you gonna come my way?
It's over here, bouncin' baby,
I been waitin' for you night and day
You got a crew all shook up,
How long's it gonna take for you to give it up?
Back Alley Sally, I can play your game
Back Alley Sally, I know I'm just a crazy fool
I have never never met a woman
Awoman quite like you
You got, I swear you got those crazy eyes,
Kind-a like to take a man by surprise
Back Alley Sally, I love to watch you move
Well I know you like to tease and show your stuff
Oo, baby, I'm callin' your bluff
Come a little closer, let's get on down
We'll drink my whiskey, tear up the town
Back Alley Sally, tell me what you want to do
I got to be back up
I got to leave here soon
You got, I swear you got those crazy eyes,
Kind-a like to take a man by surprise
Back Alley Sally, I love to watch you move
Well I know you like to tease and show your stuff
Oo, baby, I'm callin' your bluff
Now don't think I'm just messin' around,
You're the cream of the crop,
You're my kind of gal.
Back Alley Sally, is that the kind of game you play,
I got to pay your price if I want you to stay.
Back Alley Sally,
I got to pay your price if I want you to stay.
song performed by by 38 Special
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Single Candle Light
The warm glow of a single candle flame
beckons a weary stranger there
to the bosom of a warm fire in
from the nighttime's cold.
A warm caring heart keeps the candle lit
to welcome back their love
from their long and lonely trek.
Each night they light the candle,
and sit waiting all alone,
hoping one night their love,
will glance on it
and return to their loving home.
The warm stretching finger
prods the darkness every night,
as it can be seen from miles away
across the empty prairie,
as they sit alone each night
by the warm fair light.
Hoping that their love will see its warm glow
and return to it and come home tonight
from their long and weary trek.
For years, the candle was lit,
but sadly, it shines no more.
Love broke the lonely heart
when they never came home.
Now all you can hear is a lonesome whistle
when the wind blows cold at night.
It has replaced that warm glow
of that single candle light.
poem by David Harris
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Sisters
She left me and my world just died.
She left me and all the tears I cried
could never bring her back to me.
And so inside I felt empty.
Time has passed but my memory's clear
and at times it's almost like she's still here.
Gone into the ethers mid angels like she,
gone, yet not gone, for she's still with me.
The separation scene, still hard to accept
is the necessary void that has always kept
the distance I feel while my life goes on
and the ache that comes when my day is done.
I will see you again when my time runs out.
Togetherness will return.. We'll not be without
the joy that we felt for we'll feel it again.
We'll know the peace that two sisters can.
You left me and it's been a long way back
to recover from loss and the feeling of lack.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Disregarding The Bed...
in going back to the tradition of
my lowly fathers
to get some sleep
one sometimes must disregard
the elitism of the bed
and have the humble unity with
the floors' embrace...
there will be no pillows
except the softness of your
conscience,
there will be no blankets
except your pure thoughts
for the night
there will be no light
except the glow of your soul
the rest around you
that keeps you warm and
guides you to the entrance door
of trance and sleep
is the hope that the darkness of this world
does not
last forever.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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God and the Fantastic Four
Prophet Mohammad is the first Leader of the Universe
He is as dear to God as His heart and the Best Friend of God
He is the symbol of God's innermost layer of glow
That is the glow of kindness, the white and silver glow
This glow has maximum density and minimum shininess
That's why we'll be able to stare at God's body
Prophet Jesus is the second Leader of the Universe
He is called the Soul of God because he is so dear to Him.
He is like the Son of God and is the symbol of God's body and peace
God has seventy thousand layers of His glow
Each layer has a different color and characteristic
Prophet Mary is like the Beauty and Purity of God
She is the third Leader of the Universe
And she is the symbol of God Herself
Imam Mehedi is the fourth Leader of the Universe
And he is the symbol of God's outermost layer of glow
That is the glow of pride and honor
It is the yellow, golden and invisible (black) glow
This glow has minimum density and maximum shininess
poem by Asif Andalib
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Sweet Li'l Thing
A feeling of understanding
Is very rare
For someone like me it's hard
To find somebody to care
She's got a way about her
Changes everything
She's got a way about her
She's my sweet li'l thing
Sweet li'l thing
Making love with her indie rock
Playing on the stereo
Holding hands going down the road
When she drives me home
She's got a magic about her
Makes me wanna sing
She's got a magic about her
She's my sweet li'l thing
Sweet li'l thing
Spending days laying in her bed
My nose against hers
Then we went for a drive
Didn't know where we were
Man, I never felt so alive
Nobody gets the girl
But baby, I do
Nobody gets me, either
She sees through
She's got a glow around her
Shines on everything
She's got a glow around her
She's my sweet li'l thing
Sweet li'l thing
She's my sweet li'l thing...
song performed by by Eels
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Empty Hands
He rode in town on a white horse
With nothing in his hands
He came to gather his people
And take them to their promised land
When he came he knew there would be bloodshed
But still no violence made his plans
He came to fight in a battle
With no guns or money
But with his empty hands
With his empty hands
With his empty hands
With his empty hands
They said hey boy what you lookin'at
As they eyed his dreaded mane
He said my father has sent me
I've come back to reclaim
The children whose hearts
Were so whole and pure
Now it's you who'll die in pain
So they lynched the man
Who fooled the word
And all the children gathered
In his empty hands
In his empty hands
The children ..... empty hands
In his empty hands
With his empty hands
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
song performed by by Lenny Kravitz from Let Love Rule
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Bordom
Sitting
Nothing
No sound
Not even the dog in the back
Then a song comes up
Same ol song
Never ending
I just keep pushing play
Thinking
What will tomarrow be like
Nothing
Same ol life
Same ol thing
Nothing changing
Not even the song
Not the dog barking
Not the creaks and cracks of the haunted floor
Not the feel of someone watching
Not the wish of something else
Nothing changeing ever
I guess nothing silent
Just every same thing
Boring
Im lost in bordom
Ready lets push play
dododo
Same ol song
Nothing changeing
Everything the same
Boring life
No Change
Rarely ever
Boring life
click clack
same ol anoying keyboard
Sound coming barely over that boring song
Does anything change
Or is life ment to be Boring
Dull
Nothing life
Was that a sound?
Phone ring?
Some one home?
Or is the nothing boring life getting to me?
Am I going insane?
Still no change
Nothing at all
Push play again
March 2006
poem by Jessie Li here
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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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