Crisis Counselor
She was a coat of arms
seasoned for the job -- tough
and polished like tortoise shell.
When the women were tougher,
she'd tuck her advice-giving head
back against the executive chair,
let them try to fluff bent feathers,
watch them falling to their feet.
Then, her little turtle arms
would stretch out across the desk;
try to float a form --
a restraining order, maybe
a list of early warning signs --
but they'd keep on sleeping, sleep
hard through the sessions she'd spend
blowing on plastic ships, paper sails
rarely reaching port, and they would cry
like little children watching helpless,
dazed as she sunk their dreamboats,
sat on them, no coming up for air.
And perhaps she'd think of the little turtles
we'd kept confined to bathtubs as kids,
or of the public safety commercials
telling mother how, if she turned her back,
we could fall to sleep, slide and drown
in barely an inch of sitting water.
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Back In My Arms Again
They always said that hindsights twenty-twenty
And when it comes to mistakes in love girl Ive got plenty
But the one that sticks out the most in my mind
Is the night I left you standing on the front porch drying
Living for the day I could make it all up to you
Till youre back in my arms, back in my arms again
Till youre back in my arms Ill be old lonesome till then
And honey I wont eat and I wont even sleep
Ill be walking these toes off of both of my feet
Till youre back in my arms, back in my arms again
Well Im getting to know this old town like never before
Walking every street knocking on every door
Girl wherever you are I want you back
I love you baby and Im sure about that
What ever it takes theres nothing that I wont do
Till youre back in my arms, back in my arms again
Till youre back in my arms Ill be old lonesome till then
And honey I wont eat and I wont even sleep
Ill be walking these toes off of both of my feet
Till youlre back in my arms, back in my arms again
I must have been a fool I confess
To ever let you go but I aint gonna rest
Till youre back in my arms, back in my arms again
Till youre back in my arms Ill be old lonesome till then
And honey I wont eat and I wont even sleep
Ill be walking these toes off of both of my feet
Till youre back in my arms, back in my arms again
song performed by by Kenny Chesney
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Babybird
Come back babybird
With your dirty wings in tatters
Come home where you belong
Nobody knows you better
Now bring back your velvet heart
And well make you brand new feathers
Sleep through the morning light
With your arms around your brother
Babybird
Come back home
Babybird
You were never really on your own
Now outside faces cry
With the tears of lonesome orphans
And behind every mask
Is the face of another
Wherever you have been
Wherever you took cover
No arms that pulled you in
Could hold you like your mother
Babybird
Come back home
Babybird
You were never really on your own
When all my colors fade
And my wings, theyve turned to leather
Ill know the reasons why
God let me get older
When all my days are through
And I fly these hills no longer
Ill lay beneath the stars
And Ill watch you flying over
Babybird
Come back home
Babybird
You were never really on your own
Babybird
Come back home
Babybird
You will never be all alone
song performed by by Wallflowers
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She Keeps On Coming
(b, r & m gibb)
Front and centre
I dont know how it happened then
I cant explain it
What was she thinking of when
Mother nature
She put us both together, and
The way she touched me
And I ran that red light and so i
Said I love her
She tell me I dont matter
I try to kiss her
But every dream is shattered
No early warning
Except the morning after
Look in the mirror like a rabbit in the headlights
She keeps on coming back for more
She keeps on coming back for more
She keeps on coming back for more
Champagne and roses
Breakfast in bed
Wrapped in each other
And out of my head
She keeps on coming back for more
She keeps on coming back for more
Oh no
Oh no
Yeah
Oh no
She aint no cleopatra
I aint no julius caesar
I aint no casanova
She aint no mona lisa
She charm a nation
She send you out to die
And we were flying when she ran that red light
I aint no valentino
She aint no greta garbo
No aphrodite
Ill never be apollo
But when we come together
Theres no one else can follow
Theres no tomorrow when we run that red light
She keeps on coming back for more
She keeps on coming back for more
She keeps on knocking at the door
Drunk on desire
Erotic delights
Sooner or later, shell kiss you goodnight
She keeps on coming back for more
She keeps on coming back for more
Oh no
Oh no
Oh no
Oh no
Midnight
Die in the arms of a lover
Hold tight
I close my eyes and shes gone
Dream time
Shes mine
Always here
Small town
Daytime
Disappear
She keeps on coming back for more
She keeps on coming back for more
She keeps on coming back for more
Drunk on desire
Erotic delights
Sooner or later, shell kiss you goodnight
But she keeps on coming back for more
She keeps on coming back for more
She keeps on knocking at the door
She keeps on coming back for more
She keeps on coming back for more
song performed by by Bee Gees
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The Sky Is Falling
Time will tell
Give some new meaning now
What it really takes to survive
Time will prove
That my fears, all were coming true
Now that youre leaving my life
Clouding up, think l see rain,and now
Oh no, lm feeling the pain
So far the omens are saying
That a stormy time is coming again
Chorus:
The sky is falling
No early warning
Theres no returning
Lts the end of the loving
The sky is falling
No early warning
Theres no returning
The sky is falling
Coming down
Oh baby its all around
Waves are washing over me
Weathered through other storms
Yeah they seemed so long
But not as hard as this will be
Dont we know, havent we learned by now
Hurt love and youre gonna cry
Oh baby nothing can save us now
My heart is as dark as the sky
Chorus:
The sky ja falling
No early warning
Theres no returning
Lts the end of the loving
The sky is falling
No early warning
Theres no returning
The sky is falling
Gotta turn my back on the feeling
So I can face the world
Dont you know my heart stopped believing
And I just cant keep reaching
For love
Chorus: (repeat)
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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Child In Your Arms
Child in your arms
Will always love you
Child in your arms
Will always love you
I know it's hard to understand
Why I was taken from your hands
One day we'll meet again
Mother and father hand in hand
Child in your arms
Will always love you
Child in your arms
Will always love you
Pick a star in the sky
And see the twinkle in my eye
As I send you my love
From heavens above
Child in your arms
Will always love you
Child in your arms
Will always love you
All the new mothers above
Giving their love
To the new born child
In heavens above
Mother father watch over me
And jesus will watch over you
I feel your love in heavens above
I'll see you here
When it's your time to come
Child in your arms
Will always love you
Child in your arms
Will always love you
Oh mummy dear
I see you and daddy so near
My life as just begun
In heavens above
So don't be afraid to live your life
Be glad and happy to what comes to you
I'll keep you safe as I watch over you
Child in your arms
Will always love you
Child in your arms
Will always love you
Sweet child in heaven
Sleep in peace
I hope you see all you want to see
Be who you want to be
God bless
poem by Dave Alan Walker
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An Interesting Ancestry
To some of us, a tortoise lives on land
while turtles only rarely leave the sea.
‘Chelonians' applies to any brand,
so here I'll use this terminology.
Land dwellers share aquatic ancestry
and most of us decided to stay put.
Chelonians agreed to disagree.
A flippered revolution was afoot.
A late Triassic turtle fossil shows
a hard-shelled belly plate and softer back,
presumably to ward off fatal blows
from deeper-dwelling predators' attack.
Did top shell metaphorically ‘dissolve'
when full-shelled forebear sought the sea's embrace?
Or did an unshelled forebear's shell evolve
in oceanic pilgrimage retrace?
Genetic sleuthing points to latter case.
The evidence suggests that once again,
the tortoise forebears left their liquid space
and plodded (swam?) to shore with sigh, 'amen'. *
From sea to shore to sea to shore once more.
You'd surely think a record lies therein.
Yet maybe making not three trips but four
is water loving cousin terrapin.
When next you gaze with love in tortoise eyes
and wonder at his mind's soliloquy,
from languid, longing looks you may surmise,
he's pondering ‘To sea or not to sea'.
poem by Diane Hine
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My Infant Days
Air -- "The Rain upon the Roof"
When I was a little infant,
And I lay in mother's arms,
Then I felt the gentle pressure
Of a loving mother's arms.
"Go to sleep my little baby,
Go to sleep," mamma would say;
"Oh, will not my little lady
Go to sleep for ma to-day."
Oh! my parents loved me dearly,
For I was their eldest born,
And they always called me Julia
In a mild and loving form.
My parents will not forget me,
Though I married and left their home,
For they can remember clearly
How with them I once did roam.
Oh! my mother, how I love her,
Though her head is growing gray,
For in fancy I can see her
Bending o'er me night and day,
As she did when I was little,
Watching me in sleep and play --
Mother now is growing feeble,
Now I will her love repay.
Oh! my father, how I love him,
For he has worked hard for me,
For to earn my food and clothing,
In my little infancy.
And oh, I will not forget him,
While on earth I do remain --
May the God of heaven bless him
In this world of grief and pain.
poem by Julia A Moore
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Paperfaces
Staring at paper faces, expressions like empty pages, day after day
Waiting for the lights to change now,, reaching for a cloud to come down,
And cover me
Cant shut you out
Cant get you out
Cant take you down
Cant watch you drown
Waiting for the world to change, dissolution takes a bit off, and swallows me
Looking for a way to get out, wishing that the rush would come down
And smother me
Cant shut you out
Cant get you out
Cant take you down
Cant watch you drown
If you can learn to be yourself, then thats okay
If you can find a reason now, dont drift away
Walking down streets to nowhere, stepping on feet with no cares,
Losing my self
Cant shut you out
Cant get you out
Cant take you down
Cant watch you drowncant shut you out
Cant get you out
Cant take you down
Cant watch you drown
Slide away, slide away
song performed by by Feeder
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A Little Turtle Called Muddle
There was a little turtle
and his name was Muddle
because at times he got confused
could not remember if he was
a tortoise or a turtle.
Had Muddle been brought up
in the wild
he would not have been confused,
but he was brought up in captivity
and now he was not sure what he was suppose to be.
Now Muddle lived a sheltered life.
He had no friends or playmates
to keep him company.
Then one day in his glass cage,
his owners put in someone new.
Now he had someone to talk to.
The newcomer stayed in his shell
afraid to come out. He felt safe in there,
thinking no one could see him
when he was
tucked inside his shell.
Muddle moved up to him
and nudged him with his shell.
“Have you gone to sleep in there? ”
Muddle asked as turtles do.
“Come on out,
no one is going to hurt you.”
The stranger poked his head out
and gave a look around.
“Who are you? ” he asked.
“My name is Muddle. What is your name? ”
“My name is Timmy
because I’m rather timid.”
After their introductions,
Muddle and Timmy
settled in for a long chat.
They talked to on another
between little snacks,
from sunrise to sunset.
Now Muddle had his company,
someone he always wanted,
and Timmy had a friend too.
They both lived together happily
and as they grew older
Muddle found he wasn’t Muddle at all.
As it turned out
Muddle was not Muddle,
But Marianne.
He was not a boy, but a little girl.
Now Marianne and Timmy
live together happily.
They are hoping for
the patter of little feet
in the not to distant future
as they start their family
and live happily ever after.
6 - 7 May 2008
poem by David Harris
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Sailing Home
In the redwood house sailing off
into the ocean,
I sleep with you-
our dreams mingling,
our breath coming & going
like gusts of wind
trifling with the breakers,
our arms touching
& our legs & our hair
reaching out like tendrils
to intertwine.
The first time
I slept in your arms,
I knew I had come home.
Your body was a ship
& I rocked in it,
utterly safe in the breakers,
utterly sure of this love.
I fit into your arms
as a ship fits into water,
as a cactus roots in sand,
as the sun nestles into the blazing horizon.
The house sails all night.
Our dreams are the flags
of little ships,
your penis the mast
of one of the breeziest sailboats,
& my breasts floating,
half in & half out
of the water,
are like messages in bottles.
There is no point to this poem.
What the sea loses
always turns up again;
it is only a question of shores.
poem by Erica Jong
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Give me a Hero!
What is a Fantasy?
What is a Dream?
If they’re as true as they seem
Than can I make this Reality?
As I walk through the narrow stream
Soaked in make believe
My only thought is to yell and scream
To bring the missing piece I need
I need a Hero
Tired of falling for Zero’s
He’s got to be tough
It’s got to be love
Strong enough to protect my soul
I want a Hero
Watching me sleep through my window
He’s got to be smart
Key to my heart
Unable to let me go
Give me a Hero!
Fast as lightning speed
More steady then the breeze
Face so dear that it pains his enemies
In the distance on his noble stead
When I see him I pretend to fall
Making out a scene
He so bravely answers my call
And comes to rescue me
I need a Hero
Tired of falling for Zero’s
He’s got to be tough
It’s got to be love
Strong enough to protect my soul
I want a Hero
Watching me sleep through my window
He’s got to be fast
Worth the time that it lasts
Unable to let me go
I need a Hero!
Trustworthy as knight
Gentleness in his eyes
Through an opponent in just a strike
To him so easy capable of doing it blind
Danger lurks by my side
Catching me so terrified
He hears my panicked cry
And comes to save my life
I need a Hero
Tired of falling for Zero’s
He’s got to be tough
It’s got to be love
Strong enough to protect my soul
I want a Hero
Watching me sleep through my window
He’s got to be smart
Key to my heart
Unable to let me go
Give me a Hero!
Slick as a Scorpio
So unreal, just magical
Frames so powerful
Nothing can stop him where he goes
In my shadow I feel his soul
Assuring I’m safe everywhere I roam
To the stars in his arms, many times we’ve flown
Keeping me warm against the cold
I need a Hero
Tired of falling for Zero’s
He’s got to be tough
It’s got to be love
Strong enough to protect my soul
I want a Hero
Watching me sleep through my window
He’s got to be mine
One of a kind
Telling me that he loves me so
I need a Hero!
I need a Hero
Tired of falling for Zero’s
He’s got to be tough
It’s got to be love
Strong enough to protect my soul
I want a Hero
Watching me sleep through my window
He’s got to be the one
Able to get anything done
Forever attached to my lead rope
Give me a Hero!
I want a Hero!
I need a Hero!
Unable to let me go
poem by Sugar Bear
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Sleep Forever
Down I lie
Sleeping all day
Still asleep for years
Surrounded by tears
Of friends, relations and further
But still sleep, sleep and sleep forever.
My eyes all closed extremely shut
My body is dry, straight and flat
As I lie in wooden house
Helpless like a dead mouse
Alone with no any other
As I sleep, sleep and sleep forever.
In my best black suit
My voice on mute
Waiting for the judgement
In a new environment
Coping with underground weather
As I sleep, sleep and sleep forever.
I've left all my worth
And ignored all my breath
Tell that I slept to each and every head
For that's a polite word to me as the dead
To come back I'll never
It's a sleep, sleep and sleep forever.
poem by Walani Ndhlovu
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You Got No Right
I fell through the ice
She won't be coming back too soon
It never wins to lie
She said you'll never have no rights
I've took it farther on the outside
I've took it nearly to the brink
And if you've seen me on the outside
You would have barely seen me breathe
Funny right here I find myself
Inside a paper cup
Without a warning or a reason it's a treason
With no answer
You got no right
To keep me waiting here
You got no right
To keep the pain in here
That holds the crown
And if I fall apart on the outside (You really don't believe me)
And if I take it to the brink
And if I fall apart on the outside / (You really don't believe me)
You would have barely seen me breathe
And if I meet you out tonight
Will you be loving me forever
It's always over after the night
It's always colder after the night
I broke through the ice
She won't be coming back again
It's been a year and a night
song performed by by Velvet Revolver
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A human body
We have human body and flash
We no futility of it but still clash
There is realization later on
When nothing is won
The life still goes on
No stoppage in between
It is seen with hands together
No one looks around and bother
The whole life is spent
Our back is already bent
We barely walk with some support
No way to find to find good port
The ship is bound to run aground
The sea worthiness is not found
It has long sea routes to follow
The circumstances may not allow
You may still go on with journey
You may be starved of money
There may be scarce means for livelihood
No help may be coming from neighbourhood
You look so helpless
Life has become rudderless
It may not have any guiding force
You have to spend the rest of life with remorse
You have already unmanageable old age
You feel helpless and confined to cage
You may be burning within out of rage
You may miss the letters to write on page
Still it is not mire or mirage
You got to make or create the mileage
To enjoy the old age is privilege
All later years you got to hold on and manage
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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5 a.m. Port of Pulawan
the port of pulawan
is insomniac,
it is the meaning of its name,
it does not sleep,
people here, even the children have
deep sunken eyes
like an old deep
well,
when you call a name,
it echoes deep down there and it comes back
to you after
a while, telling you
'there is no water here! '
when you arrive here,
you call a name, and it is the same answer,
like what their eyes
are saying,
in fact, shouting,
you hear it well,
a friend of yours with long hair
disembarked immediately
the sound of arrival faded with the smoke of the
ship,
he is met by your student who flunked the bar this year,
the first time that you notice
that this guy is limping,
she carried a bag full of clothes,
dirty ones from the hospital
her mother has cancer of the lymph nodes
and at terminal stage
she has her only daughter
who drops her samsung tablet on the floor of the boat
nothing is broken,
they invite you for a ride in their old
black car,
you shake your head, you want to wait
somebody is coming,
the one you doubt you love says that she is coming to fetch you.
you want to go back to your way.
The sun shines. The sea is very calm.
The children are now wearing their deep sunken eyes.
Deep dry wells,
running out of water.
Pretty much like
you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Santa Claus Is Comin' To Town
Oh! You better watch out,
You better not cry,
You better not pout,
I'm telling you why: (why)
Santa Claus is coming to town!
He's making a list,
He's checking it twice,
Gonna find out who's naughty or nice.
Santa Claus is coming to town!
He sees you when you're sleeping,
He knows when you're awake.
He knows if you've been bad or good,
So be good for goodness sake!
You better watch out, You better not cry
You better not pout, I'm Telling you why.
Santa Claus is coming to town.
Little tin horns, little toy drums.
Rudy-toot-toot and rummy tum tums.
Santa Claus is coming to town.
Little curly head dolls that cuddle and coo,
Elephants, boats and Kiddie cars too.
Santa Claus is coming to town.
All the kids in Girl and boy land
Will have a jubilee.
They're gonna build a toy land town
Around that Christmas tree.
So....You better watch out, you better not cry.
You better not pout, I'm telling you why.
Santa Claus is coming to town
--- Instrumental ---
He sees you when you're sleeping,
He knows when you're awake.
He knows if you've been bad or good,
So be good for goodness sake!
You better watch out, You better not cry
You better not pout, I'm Telling you why.
Santa Claus is coming to town.
Oh, You better watch out, You better not cry
You better not pout, I'm Telling you why.
Santa Claus is coming to town.
He's coming to town...
song performed by by Alan Jackson
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Strawberry Blonde
There she goes down in my head
Saying things she never said
Ee comings coming soon
But shell be reading on the moon
And I dont know why shes gone
Id welcome her in my arms
But shell always be strawberry blonde
There she goes back in my heart
Blowing cobwebs in the dark
The five oclock comes round the bend
And so she goes off with her friend
Chorus
She wrote a letter to her sister
She said this time its the end
She never knew how much I missed her
Around the bend
There she goes down in my head
Leaving cobwebs in my bed
Ee comings coming soon
But shell be laughing on the moon
Chorus
song performed by by Eels
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In The Bosom Of Mother
as i am writing this
i am listening to a song once
sung by my mother
carefully she puts me
back in her bosom
as i go back to being a child again
as i sleep
so softly
peacefully in her loving arms
with mother life is heavenly
in the cradle of arms
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Dawn
Sitting at my desk in the half-light,
watching in the stillness
as the sky brightens for the coming day.
Everywhere there are mouths wide open
with their yawns as the sleep of night dissipates
at the coming of a fresh new dawn.
The resurgent of life begins again,
opening cupboards for boxed breakfasts there,
kettle on for the morning cuppa
as arms outstretch towards the heavens
to rid the occupant of the last dregs of sleep.
As I sit in wonderment,
a new day awakes outside my window;
petals unfurl to meet the sun.
The calling of birds getting ready
for their daily quest for food.
Slowly the world is waking
to start another day
near and far away.
Let us hope it will be better
than the day we left behind.
23 August 2007
poem by David Harris
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Right Back Here In My Arms
{cuz thats my only mission sample repeats in song}
Oh baby
(right back here in my arms) {x2}
Right back here, yeah
Dont want u 2 write me no letters
Dont want u callin my farm
I just want u, I just want u
I just want u right back here in my arms
Alright
I aint checkin 4 the sweet talk, baby (right)
Talkin bout how ure missin my charms (right)
I just want u, I just want u
I just want u right back here in my arms (thats my only mission)
I just want u, I just want u
I just want u right back here in my arms
(right back here in my arms)
Oh baby
(right back here in my arms)
Oh baby
I know u got a lot on your mind (right)
Thats why I wanna give u some time (right)
Till I get 2, till I get 2
Till I get 2 hug that body so fine
I know u need a little space, just a little
Thats why I aint showin my face (right)
I just want u, I just want u
I just want u right back here in my arms
Oh baby
(right back here in my arms)
(right, right)
Right back in my arms (right back here in my arms)
Right back, right back
Right back here in my arms
(right) (right back here in my arms)
No, no, no 2 the postman bringin me letters
U know a brotha gonna feel much better
If he keep his mind on, u know, whatever
Anything as long as it is makin it wetter
Cuz I cant stop thinkin about what we do
There ought 2 be a law against the hoochie ooh! (ooh!)
Can we groove? I dont wanna do u no harm
I just want u right back here in my arms
Oh baby (right back here in my arms)
Dont want u 2 write me no letters
I just want u, I just want u
I just want u right back here in my arms
Ooh yeah, right back here in my arms
(right back here in my arms)
I just want u right back here in my arms (right)
Right back here in my arms
(right back here in my arms) (right)
Right back, right back (right)
Ill try 2 write u back
(right back here in my arms)
song performed by by Prince
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