Requiem For A Princess Murdered By Her Gardener
Blondin walks the tightrope
over Niagara,
forwards, backwards,
blindfolded, on a bicycle,
to distant applause
among crashing waters.
Ten times, twenty, fifty….
One step missed
answers the first step taken
onto the swaying rope.
Then, everything is,
as it has always been;
jagged rocks and thundering waters.
Into the silence
where yesterday's applause
cannot reach.
Those who inherit
the lands of the lotus eaters
are not yesterday's children.
The path to the top
of the Golden Mountain
is the labour
of many hands and feet.
They could not count the sands of the Ganges.
How would we reckon the length of a kalpa?
Or the work of hands?
Or the pairs of sandals
worn through to the dust
on such a journey?
poem by Brian Taylor
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Blondin Walking The Tightrope
Everyman is Blondin,
Every lifetime a rope,
finer than a spider's thread,
sharper than a sword,
stretched between birth and death
(breath and breath)
across Niagara.
(Charles Blondin, a French acrobat, was the first man ever to cross Niagara Falls by tightrope in 1859.)
poem by Brian Taylor
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Yesterday, When I Was Mad
Yesterday (yesterday yesterday)
Yesterday (yesterday yesterday)
Yesterday (yesterday yesterday) when i was mad
Yesterday (yesterday yesterday) when i was mad
Darling, you were wonderful, you really were quite good
I enjoyed it, though, of course, no one understood
A word of what was going on, they didn't have a clue
They couldn't understand your sense of humour like i do
You're much too kind
I smiled with murder on my mind
Yesterday, when i was mad
And quite prepared to give up everything
Admitting, i don't believe
In anyone's sincerity, and that's what's really got to me
Yesterday (yesterday yesterday)
Yesterday (yesterday yesterday) when i was mad
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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Guernika
What a joy is my day what a joy
when Karl Waters sings
lambs of the crying out of dizziness
make an Ascent
and a slant woman flatten a rope on the Globe
what a joy is today at least just today
Karl Waters makes a lift from the corners
and at the madhouse some alms cookies
the crying pushes towards conjectural hands dizzy hands
Guernika! Someday a woman raised a rope
Guernika! Paper! The latest news
Guernika! Karl Waters escapes this on top of the hands
there is a rope over the Globe in black
and a woman comes back from Guernika
what a joy is my day what a joy
poem by Alireza Behnam
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Yesterdays Ghosts
Everywhere I go;
there are the ghosts of yesterday.
They inhabit everything we see.
Their presence is felt
within every step we take.
The ghosts of yesterday
watch over us.
We may not be able to see them,
but we at times we know they are there.
Who are these ghosts of yesterday,
friends, relations, acquaintances
we met along the way.
I do not know the answer
and it is not for me to say.
All I know is they are there,
the ghosts of yesterday
19-20 October 2008
poem by David Harris
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Twisted Logic
Sunlight opened up my eyes
to see for the first time
it opened them up
And tonight rivers will run dry
and not for the first time
rivers will run
Hundreds of years in the future
there could be computers
looking for life on earth
Don't fight for the wrong side
say what you feel like
say how you feel
You'll go backwards
but then
you'll go forwards
again
You'll go backwards
but then
you'll go
Created... then drilled and invaded
If somebody made it
Someone will mess it up
And you are not wrong to
Ask who does this belong to
It belongs to one of us
You'll go backwards
but then
you'll go forwards
and then
you'll go backwards
again
you'll go forwards
You'll go backwards
but then
you'll go forwards
again
You'll go backwards
but then
you'll go forwards
Ahhhhhhhhhh...
song performed by by Coldplay
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That was yesterday
That was yesterday
Someone asked me
If I had fallen astray in any particular way
I replied, ’ That was yesterday, not today’
Yesterday
I took the sunshine without making any hay
Yesterday
I allowed all my silver white teeth to decay
Yesterday
I partied and played each and every other day
Yesterday
I made friends and became the traitor who betrayed
Yesterday
I worked hard without getting my rightful pay
Yesterday
I only listened to whatever others had to say
Yesterday
I was always sad and never wore a face jubilantly gay
That was yesterday
Today is today
Yesterday I fell astray
I think it was almost every other day
But that changed in the month of May
As I got down on my knees to pray
Yesterday, Yesterday is gone
I’m free
I’m free
From yesterdays race
I’m back home in my rightful place
Life is work and not just play
Those answers came without delay
Yes but! That was yesterday, not today
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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No Step
I looked out of my window, saw a stencil black,
No step. no step.
There were nervous mothers with children crying in the back.
No step. no step.
Someone bought me my ticket, now Im on the wing.
Hope my angels are watching me, do I hear them sing?
No step. no step.
Those afterburners cut in and kicked us high.
No step. no step.
The thin air shimmered, the sun cut through and burned my eye.
No step. no step.
Someone bought me my ticket, now Im on the wing.
Hope my angels are watching me, do I hear them sing?
No step.
No step no step.
No step no step.
No step no step.
Give me a jet stream schooner or a crew-legged goose.
No step. no step.
Im a clear-air jockey when they turn me loose
No step. no step.
Someone bought me my ticket to the captains seat.
Will the shakes soon leave me, will I find my feet?
No step. no step.
No step. no step.
No step.
song performed by by Jethro Tull
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Work That Body
(diana ross/r. chew)
All right
Get ready
Were gonna work that body
Reach 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Strech 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Push 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
(up 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8)
Every morning when we wake
To make up for that piece of cake
We ate last night
What do you do?
We do whats right, alright
Throw our hands up in the air
One foot here
And one foot there
Were so tight
Thats alright, alright
Take a look girls
At these numbers
Were still improving
Got these bodies moving
Everybodys gonna hate you
There will be no doubt
Eat your heart out
Dont think were out of line
When all the men around
Begin to stop and stare
At the hottest girls
Were the hottest girls in town
Reach 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Strech 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Push 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
(up 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8)
Reach 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Strech 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Push 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
(up 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8)
Ah, youre looking good
Youre looking good
Down, shake down
Right 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Move to the right foot 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6
Shake down 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6
Shake down
Move to the left feet 1, 2, 3, 4
Work that body 5, 6
Right 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Left 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Shake down
Right 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Left 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Step, step, turn around
Step, step, turn around
Hang free
Right 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Left 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Right 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
You can make your body
Step, step, turn around
Shake down
Step, step, turn around
Left foot 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, and rest
Work that body
Work that body
You can do it
You can make your body 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Shake down 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Left 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Right 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Step, step, turn around
Step, step, turn around
Step, step, turn around
Step, step, turn around
You can make your body
Shake down
Dont think were out of line
When all the men around
Begin to stop and stare
At the hottest girls
Were the hottest girls in town
Reach 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Strech 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Push 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
(up 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8)
Work that body
Work that body
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Next Step
I wanna go up where something matters
I wanna blow up where matter scatters
I wanna live into the future
I want to give... more girl
Next step
No side stepping this time
Cross over life on the line
One thing to talk big
Go to follow thru
All set
Got to get past the present too
Dont want to reach out for yesterday
Dont want to block the shock of the new
I wanna see what new love will bring
Im gonna give all that love to you
Whats the next step
My mind is open wide
Next step
Whatll be the next step baby
Whats the next step
Im finished with the past
Next step
Wont be the last step baby
You wanna wake up with me beside you
You wanna shake off bad thoughts inside you
Were gonna walk on into tomorrow
Were gonna have more fun now
Dont look around for yesterday
No blocking out the shock of the new
Do you wanna see what new love can bring
Im gonna give all that love to you
Whats the next step
My mind is open wide
Next step
Whatll be the next step baby
Whats the next step
I havent got a clue
Next step
Wanna make the next step with you
Whats the next step
Gonna take it gonna take it
Next step
Gonna step right
Wont step back
Whats the next step
No bad songs
No bad songs
Next step
Say hey
Dont you want to take the next step
Ring out the old
Ring in the new
Never know til I do what Im gonna do
Say hey
I want to take the next step
Say hey
Whats the next step
My mind is open wide
Whatll be the next step baby
Next step
Whats the next step
Aint gonna be the last
Next step
Forget about the past
Whats the next step
Weve got to open up
When the next step comes along
Ive got to follow thru
Take the next step with you
I wanna ring out the old and ring in the new
Come out of the cold
Take a step with you
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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Two, three steps ahead before me
wonder i receive the dream that leads me to see the three steps
ahead before my first step landed in the sand, gaze i believe is
a footprint, slowly drifted to each feet passing wave along the
shore
the future never stop, moving forward where the direction of the
sun goes by, and the air that touches every high and low tide, the
heavens breathe moisturizing face of the clouds beneath the
cooling face of the sun
oh! let my foot gallops every feet i step, the endless distance take
me there, and my hands pointed me to reach; a place where my
feet has to take it rest, beautiful land that almost all have gone, so
friendly that every one want have to save, the hands that hold
every other hands to step, each footprint i take and lead me to a
little mark in the dunning sand, gently hold to my foot to the
dream land i want to step
open wide my inner pulse i remembered, the two feet i have, make
it three, sight comes so quickly, like lightning my eye have seen,
the two steps i touch, somebody carried me, and extra footprints
watches me, even angels touches my feet
the future is friendly; lovely to see, though it’s empty, but then full
of memory and easy, just leave it to God....the footprints you'll
see count it three.... two from God and one from the angel....and
sure you'll be carried away
be the first step in going to the Father's home; the very breath
you take, will takes you there and the paradise of today will soon
bring us to the future of no return
poem by Antonio Liao
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I'm Glad Somebody Does!
May your memories be greater...
On this day.
This day...
You can say,
Brought you into this 'now' from yesterday.
You can say that...and,
You can say anything you wish.
Say something about what you think,
Is missed!
And you hold onto a desire it can be retreived.
But you have to leave the scenery behind.
It's outdated.
You have walked down that path.
It's okay to have those kinds of memories,
When they do not linger.
They are enjoyed when they do come...
And the going away isn't painful.
Even in the bitterness then...
There shouldn't be any bitterness,
To cling onto now.
May your memories be greater...
On this day.
This day...
You can say,
Brought you into this 'now' from yesterday.
You have walked down that path...
How many times before?
No need to quizz and analyze yourself.
Know you've donated and done your duty.
And just step!
Slowly away if you have to tip toe,
But just step!
Then...
When your memories can actually spark,
With a radiance you can only describe as...
A sense of complete joy within you.
Bouncing another step forward,
And enhancing...
Then 'kazaam!
The power of doubt begins to shade the Sun,
And cloud the blue sky!
Then suddenly the thunder roars,
And the lightening strikes.
Leaving you in an indecisive state of mind!
'I hate that shhh..'
Shhhh! !
You may say anything you wish,
About 'this' and 'that'.
And who should have washed the dishes!
And who was reponsible for letting out the cat?
Comeon!
You can only have it so good!
Then it dawns on you,
Something you think you might have missed...
Can someday be retreived.
You might believe that...
But you have to leave the scenery behind.
It's outdated.
Clip and paste it.
Put it in a safe place in your mind!
You know what I'm saying?
You do?
'I'm glad somebody does! '
Yes...
I'm glad somebody does!
May your memories be greater today,
Than the ones you are feeling freer to let go.
Let them go...
To be among the others,
You have chosen to pick.
From a wealth of good ones.
'Why did they laugh at you? '
When? Laugh? Who?
'When you repeated what I said...
'I'm glad somebody does.'
They were laughing at you,
And that 'snide' remark!
'What 'snide' remark?
They couldn't see or hear me! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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That Was Yesterday (extended Version)
I
thought I knew you well
But all this time
I could never tell
I
Let you get away
Haunts me every night and every day
You
Were the only one
The only friend that I counted on
How
Could I watch you walk away?
I'd give anything to have you here today
But now
I stand alone with my pride
And dream
That you're still by my side
But that was yesterday
I had the world in my hands
But it's not the end of my world
It's just a slight change of plans
That was yesterday
But today life goes on
No more hiding in yesterday
'Cause yesterday's gone
Ooh..................
Love
My love I gave it all
Thought I saw the light
When I heard you call
Life
That we both could share
Has deserted me
Left me in despair
But now
I stand alone with my pride
Fighting back the tears
I never let myself cry
But that was yesterday
Love was took from my hands
But it's not the end of my world
It's just a little hard to understand
That was yesterday
But today life goes on
You won't find me in yesterday's world
Now yesterday's gone
Goodbye yesterday
Now it's over and done
Still I hope somewhere deep in your heart
Yesterday will live on
Ooh......
song performed by by Foreigner
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Applause
People will grow
More with applause
Than with rich food.
People will die
More for applause
Than for rich food.
People will die
More from applause
Than from rich food.
People forgo,
To get applause,
Their food in time.
People will spend
More for applause
Than for rich food.
Applause will do
What alcohol
Will, to people.
Applause denied,
Or food denied,
The body will wilt.
Applause is earned
To gather people
And select mates.
Applause feeds ego
And food keeps body.
Body is for ego.
18.10.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Ballet
Waking up on a dance floor
shoes at my feet
won't let me touch base
with the ground
i can feel your hands
offering shelter
to my cheesy heart
telling me
that there's nothing wrong
in this essential core
here.
like a miracle of beauty
morning sparks in
whenever i think of you
a subtle breeze
brushes my eyelids
free from fears
i start to dance
listening to the
magic
melody
of yours
step by step
step by step step by step
..
poem by Erika Conti
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On Calais Sands
ON Calais Sands the gray began,
Then rosy red above they gray;
The morn with many a scarlet van
Leaped, and the world was glad with May!
The little waves along the bay
Broke white upon the shelving strands;
The sea-mews flitted white as they
On Calais Sands!
On Calais Sands must man with man
Wash honor clean in blood to-day;
On spaces wet from waters wan
How white the flashing rapiers play,—
Parry, riposte! and lunge! The fray
Shifts for a while, then mournful stands
The Victor: life ebbs fast away
On Calais Sands!
On Calais Sands a little space
Of silence, then the plash and spray,
The sound of eager waves that ran
To kiss the perfumed locks astray,
To touch these lips that ne’er said “Nay,”
To dally with the helpless hands,
Till the deep sea in silence lay
On Calais Sands!
Between the lilac and the may
She waits her love from alien lands;
Her love is colder than the clay
On Calais Sands!
poem by Andrew Lang
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Practice Every Step
Practice every step.
Do not second guess what it takes.
Practice every step.
Practice every step.
There's no sleeping for someone who has a place to go,
So...
Practice every step.
Practice every step.
Focus on that goal,
And tighten on your hold,
And...
Practice every step.
Practice every step.
Practice every step.
Do not second guess what it takes.
Practice every step.
Practice every step.
Every journey taken,
Must be thought of as a race...
And,
Practice every step.
Practice every step.
There's no other way to straighten out a crooked road,
So...
Practice every step.
Practice every step.
No matter what you're told,
There will be some doubts and woes...
But you,
Practice every step.
Yes you,
Practice every step.
Woes you hold will eventually go,
So...
Practice every step.
Practice every step.
Practice every step.
Practice every step.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Span
I stand at the center of my span
And watch the river below
It's water's constant moving
Like time it never slows
And as I stand and reflect
Of what lies on either side
On one shore lies what is past
The other what the future hides
If I step back into the past
Could it ever be the same
Can dreams of yesterday
Somehow be maintained
And if I step onto future's shore
Will I be able to find my way
A path unknown to travel
Leading us ever forward into the unseen day
Chained here like a prisoner
Between the two shores I stand
Trapped between past and future
Will I forever stay here on my span
So now the time has come to leave
To future's shore I go
Time always moves forward
Like the waters endless flow
But where this path will lead me
One day I'm sure to know
poem by William Calvert
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Finish What We Started
Lyin on our backs we stared at the stars
Tryin to count them or guess how far
I still remember the way that it felt
The night we hung our dreams out on orions belt
The moonlight danced out on the waters edge
We started a walk that hasnt ended yet
Chorus
And step by step and mile by mile
Taking each turn together
Following the signs that point to forever
And side by side
True and tenderhearted
Well finish what we started
The road we have traveled has sometimes been steep
And weve crossed troubled waters that were raging and deep
But with memories to lean on and love as our guide
Theres no path too winding, no river too wide
One foot in front of the other each day
Keeping a promise that two young lovers made
Chorus
song performed by by Diamond Rio
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Cry (2009)
I heard the waters running again
Crashing on defenseless aged rocks
Breaking up old and weak terrain...
I saw the waters running away
draining whatever they came from
announcing a non-musical weigh...
I remembered the waters running
A forgotten memory reminisced
Manipulating my puppet string...
poem by David Joel Rodriguez
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democracy in the Philippine islands
there is this little boy
who is practicing to ride a big bike
his feet are short
and so are his hands
and always
in this predicament
does he fall and tumble
the years passed
and it is the same boy again
practicing to ride his
big bicycle
sometimes i am just curious
what is this boy
eating and drinking
since his feet are still short
and his hands are still small
he never had the guts
riding his bicycle to the full
it is the same situation all over again
he falls and bleeds
and cries that the bicycle is always too big for his
short feet and small hands
he falls and he tumbles
he bleeds and he fails
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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