starless sky
a candlelight vigil
at Graceland
haiku by Chenou Liu
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Graceland
The mississippi delta was shining
Like a national guitar
I am following the river
Down the highway
Through the cradle of the civil war
Im going to graceland
Graceland
In memphis tennessee
Im going to graceland
Poorboys and pilgrims with families
And we are going to graceland
My traveling companion is nine years old
He is the child of my first marriage
But Ive reason to believe
We both will be received
In graceland
She comes back to tell me shes gone
As if I didnt know that
As if I didnt know my own bed
As if Id never noticed
The way she brushed her hair from her forehead
And she said losing love
Is like a window in your heart
Everybody sees youre blown apart
Everybody sees the wind blow
Im going to graceland
Memphis tennessee
Im going to graceland
Poorboys and pilgrims with families
And we are going to graceland
And my traveling companions
Are ghosts and empty sockets
Im looking at ghosts and empties
But Ive reason to believe
We all will be received
In graceland
There is a girl in new york city
Who calls herself the human trampoline
And sometimes when Im falling, flying
Or tumbling in turmoil I say
Oh, so this is what she means
She means were bouncing into graceland
And I see losing love
Is like a window in your heart
Everybody sees youre blown apart
Everybody sees the wind blow
In graceland, in graceland
Im going to graceland
For reasons I cannot explain
Theres some part of me wants to see
Graceland
And I may be obliged to defend
Every love, every ending
Or maybe theres no obligations now
Maybe Ive a reason to believe
We all will be received
In graceland
song performed by by Paul Simon
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Fallen From Graceland
R.sambora
Theres a line that you cross
When you find out that youre lost
When your world is closing in
And it crawls under your skin
And the hearts always blind
When its in this state of mind
Theres a burning light in this town
For every heart thats broken down tonight
Here tonight
Youre stranded out there in the rain
And you just cant see past the pain tonight
Youve fallen from graceland
Fallen from graceland
When youre too proud to crawl
It keeps you back against the wall
You wanna die, but you live
With nothing left to give
And theres no place to hide
When youre tangled up inside
Theres a burning light in this town
For every heart thats broken down tonight
Here tonight
Youre stranded out there in the rain
But you just cant see past the pain tonight
Youve fallen from graceland
And theres no place to hide
When youre tangled up inside
Theres a burning light in this town
For every heart thats broken down tonight
Here tonight
Youve stranded out there in the rain
But you just cant see past the pain tonight
Youve fallen from graceland
Fallen youve fallen from graceland tonight
Fallen, fallen, fallen, fallen from graceland
And tonight
Theres a light
A bright light burning
For every broken heart in this world tonight
Deep inside
Yes, theres one light burning
That will lead you throught the storm tonight
Its gonna be alright
Be alright, yeah
Gonna be alright, yeah
Its gonna be alright
(oh, its gonna be alright, tonight)
song performed by by Bon Jovi
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Candlelight
candlelight, lane, lain, gain, cane, ten, net, dell, cell, die;
To push for your love and to love you,
Because, you are ready always.
Candlelight, candle, light, can, and, an, lad, ceil, end, dig;
With words of love and works of joy! !
But, you are all that i need.
Candlelight, nail, leg, the, hit, let, dial, lit, cite, hen, age;
And like your nakedness in your bedroom!
But, switch on the lights when i am in.
Candlelight, hat, he, had, hand, lead, led, clad, cad, gall, at;
With the peace of my mind resting in your room,
But joy is it when you have love! !
Candlelight, delight, head, cage, clean, get, heal, deal, hell;
And like your sweet muse on your lovely bed!
But, i will be with you always my love.
Candlelight, lent, land, lie, laid, aid, aide, lied, neat, all;
And peacefully noted by the works of your love,
But let this joy always bring us peace.
Candlelight, eat, ate, tea, tag, hag, caln, cat, gin, tin, hint;
I need love and i need the peace of my mind from you,
For your love to me is very beautiful.
Candlelight, tan, giant, ant, den, dean, lean, tail, teal, hale;
With the muse of your romance in the land of your birth!
But, let me be the one always on your side.
Candlelight, ale, gate, date, hate, night, eight, Cain, tell, tall;
And like the words of love spoken in your lovely room,
But, i will be there to satisfy you always!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Candlelight
I am alone, surrounded by
The colour blue
Inside a poem, the only
Words I ever knew
Washing my hands, of the
Many years untold
For now I am banned, my
Future is to unfold
Would you take my
Candlelight
Would you take my
Candlelight
Would you take
My candlelight
Away from me
I am blind
My eyes
Are
Covered
From
The
Outside
For I have lied, now all
There is left for me
To do is hide
Take in a deep
Breath, I lift
My head
For I am a new man
And I arise from my bed
This is all there is, I can see that now
I have to be careful with it, now its been found
So fragile, but powerful, this is the light
Of my destiny stay with me, through every night
song performed by by Imogen Heap
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Is the Moon Asleep?
Autumn on a starless evening,
is wan moon asleep,
or beyond dark cloud-bank, grieving?
Summer’s love is lost. While weaving,
bats sweep low - I keep
silent vigil, few believing.
Autumn, and the Earth’s conceiving -
taken in, eyes weep
over one who left, deceiving.
I, with others hay ricks [s]heaving,
bitter harvests reap -
happiness now passed receiving.
Winter soon sends night bereaving,
leaves life crumpled heap -
passes on to other thieving...
27 November 1988 revised 23 September 2008
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Is the Moon Asleep?
Autumn on a starless evening,
is the moon asleep,
or behind a cloudbank, grieving?
Summer’s love is lost. While weaving,
bats sweep low, - I keep
silent vigil, none believing.
Autumn, and the Earth’s conceiving, -
taken in, I weep
over one who left, deceiving.
I, while others hay are [s]heaving,
bitter harvests reap, -
happiness now passed receiving.
Winter soon, its night bereaving,
leaves life crumpled heap, -
passes on to other thieving...
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Candlelight
Lonely in bed
At night
And it never feels right
I toss and turn
Each night
Till the morning light
But just the thought of you
Sends chills up and down my spine
Just knowing you'll be here real soon
Makes everything alright
Candlelight
It makes it special
Me and you
On a rare occasion
Candlelight a special night
Seeing you is a sweet sensation
Candlelight
Memories of you
Your arm baby
song performed by by Toni Braxton from Toni Braxton
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Starless
Sundown dazzling day
Gold through my eyes
But my eyes turned within
Only see
Starless and Bible black
Ice blue silver sky
Fades into grey
To a grey hope that oh years to be
Starless and Bible black
Old friend charity
Cruel twisted smile
And the smile signals emptiness
For me
Starless and Bible black
song performed by by King Crimson
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The dignity of the artist lies in his duty of keeping awake the sense of wonder in the world. In this long vigil he often has to vary his methods of stimulation; but in this long vigil he is also himself striving against a continual tendency to sleep.
quote by Marc Chagall
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I just look at it, as it's something that I had to do. I had this vision that really, Graceland is suited for a king and it is his castle. And people really should see it, as he loved it.
quote by Priscilla Presley
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Virgil Strange I Kept On The Field
VIGIL strange I kept on the field one night:
When you, my son and my comrade, dropt at my side that day,
One look I but gave, which your dear eyes return'd, with a look I
shall never forget;
One touch of your hand to mine, O boy, reach'd up as you lay on the
ground;
Then onward I sped in the battle, the even-contested battle;
Till late in the night reliev'd, to the place at last again I made my
way;
Found you in death so cold, dear comrade--found your body, son of
responding kisses, (never again on earth responding;)
Bared your face in the starlight--curious the scene--cool blew the
moderate night-wind;
Long there and then in vigil I stood, dimly around me the battlefield
spreading;
Vigil wondrous and vigil sweet, there in the fragrant silent
night; 10
But not a tear fell, not even a long-drawn sigh--Long, long I gazed;
Then on the earth partially reclining, sat by your side, leaning my
chin in my hands;
Passing sweet hours, immortal and mystic hours with you, dearest
comrade--Not a tear, not a word;
Vigil of silence, love and death--vigil for you my son and my
soldier,
As onward silently stars aloft, eastward new ones upward stole;
Vigil final for you, brave boy, (I could not save you, swift was your
death,
I faithfully loved you and cared for you living--I think we shall
surely meet again;)
Till at latest lingering of the night, indeed just as the dawn
appear'd,
My comrade I wrapt in his blanket, envelop'd well his form,
Folded the blanket well, tucking it carefully over head, and
carefully under feet; 20
And there and then, and bathed by the rising sun, my son in his
grave, in his rude-dug grave I deposited;
Ending my vigil strange with that--vigil of night and battlefield
dim;
Vigil for boy of responding kisses, (never again on earth
responding;)
Vigil for comrade swiftly slain--vigil I never forget, how as day
brighten'd,
I rose from the chill ground, and folded my soldier well in his
blanket,
And buried him where he fell.
poem by Walt Whitman
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Vigil Strange I Kept on the Field one Night
Vigil strange I kept on the field one night;
When you my son and my comrade dropt at my side that day,
One look I but gave which your dear eyes return'd with a look I shall never forget,
One touch of your hand to mine O boy, reach'd up as you lay on the ground,
Then onward I sped in the battle, the even-contested battle,
Till late in the night reliev'd to the place at last again I made my way,
Found you in death so cold dear comrade, found your body son of responding kisses, (never again on earth responding,)
Bared your face in the starlight, curious the scene, cool blew the moderate night-wind,
Long there and then in vigil I stood, dimly around me the battle-field spreading,
Vigil wondrous and vigil sweet there in the fragrant silent night,
But not a tear fell, not even a long-drawn sigh, long, long I gazed,
Then on the earth partially reclining sat by your side leaning my chin in my hands,
Passing sweet hours, immortal and mystic hours with you dearest comrade -- not a tear, not a word,
Vigil of silence, love and death, vigil for you my son and my soldier,
As onward silently stars aloft, eastward new ones upward stole,
Vigil final for you brave boy, (I could not save you, swift was your death,
I faithfully loved you and cared for you living, I think we shall surely meet again,)
Till at latest lingering of the night, indeed just as the dawn appear'd,
My comrade I wrapt in his blanket, envelop'd well his form,
Folded the blanket well, tucking it carefully over head and carefully under feet,
And there and then and bathed by the rising sun, my son in his grave, in his rude-dug grave I deposited,
Ending my vigil strange with that, vigil of night and battle-field dim,
Vigil for boy of responding kisses, (never again on earth responding,)
Vigil for comrade swiftly slain, vigil I never forget, how as day brighten'd,
I rose from the chill ground and folded my soldier well in his blanket,
And buried him where he fell.
poem by Walt Whitman
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Candlelight Low
Low, candlelight low
Flickering wildly,
your departing glow
Your light waving
to and fro.
Not gentle,
into the night,
do you go.
Combating the impending darkness
that creeps in slow,
your candlelight stays,
and jumps madly.
Towards the edge of doom
you go.
But Troy,
fight you will,
these fences will begin to seal,
and soon,
this ending of light will become real,
and all your fighting
will be but smoke
to the seer.
poem by Joseph Ostapiuk
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How many people have a family grave in the backyard? I'm sure I'll end up there, or I'll shrink my head and put it in a glass box in the living room. I'll get more tourists to Graceland that way.
quote by Lisa Marie Presley
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The Dawn
What is knowledge? What is wisdom?
My sight seeks a candle, with a flame,
And the eyes are finally better, it is
The candlelight of good shining quality.
One may be wise when a small number
Of people are listening and reacting,
But the light from anywhere is cast
With such a holiness that the candle is only slight.
Knowledge this day is relished, abducted
By the wise candlelight.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Candlelight of Lust
The candlelight, that burns forever,
Surrounded in darkness or light, lust that flares inside wherever,
Sexual satisfaction, inflicted on humans whoever,
The journey through sexual pleasure, the most pleasurable endeavor,
The candlelight burns forever burns throughout life,
The firery yellow flame, that projects through eyes of delight,
The candlelight, that shines forever, through the darkness of the night,
Sexual intercourse, the flame that shines in plain sight,
Such a wonderful feeling, the most pleasurable to humanity,
An escape from the unjust world, the sexual fantasy,
The candlelight, the lightbulb in the mind, on the edge of sanity,
The light that guides the path away from all vanity,
Lust, the instinctive form of physical emotion,
The unsealed bond between two people without devotion,
Sexual satisfaction with high tension of notion,
The candlelight burns, even when the wind blows,
The phenomenon between love and lust, that was coined long ago,
A mystery in a two piece puzzle that no one will ever know,
The candlelight in the darkness that forever glows,
Sexual fantasy, the emotional bond between two,
A beautiful nature, frowned upon in society as a form of taboo,
An addictive nature, the constant fantasy to renew,
The best feeling of human pleasure, beyond what’s true,
Lust, the momentum pushed by sexual desire,
An equal partnership in happiness, the path to acquire,
The candlelight the glows everywhere with the tip of fire,
That lights up the horizon of the sea of dark desires,
The phenomenon of lust, the human instinct hardwired,
The candlelight, also correlated with nature around Earth,
Sex linked to the creation of birth,
The aftermath of sexual pleasure, the high degree of mirth,
Something humanity will never know, the fine line between lust and love,
Weather it’s the manipulation of sexual pleasure, or the connection to the beloved,
Nymphomania, the candlelight I speak of.
poem by Kurt Kacich
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Two Young Kids
Verse1:
Sitting at the table tonight
You look so beautiful
In the candlelight
And looking at her, looking at him
After fifty years
Chorus:
I pictured you and I and candlelight
And we would look so beautiful
And two young kids
Would be wishing they were us
Verse2:
Time it is a vision unclear
Blessed with adventure and full of fear
And looking at her, looking at him
Made it seem so easy
Chorus:
Youre looking natural in my eyes
We found lifes wonderful surprise
And someday two young kids
Will be wishing they were us
Bridge:
Perfect love exists
Ive seen it for myself
Its not kisses and moonlight serenades
Its two people holding on to happiness
Before it fades
Verse3:
I just cannot be here without you
Darling whats this heart supposed to do
Its suddenly here crystal clear
You are the one
Chorus:
I picture flowers and me dressed in white
And you and I and candlelight
And two young kids
Just wishing they were us
song performed by by Debbie Gibson
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He Showed Me
He showed me heights I'd never seen
and the climb was ecstasy.
He showed me lows from absences
that took its toll on me.
He showed me the sun, the moon and stars
and the sight was heavenly.
He showed me clouds and starless nights
that closed heaven's doors to me.
Still I lived for the heights
and lived for the sights
and died from the clouds
and the starless nights.
Was he even aware of the dichotomies
that tore at the heart of my being?
Or was he oblivious to these changes incurred
just from what I was seeing?
poem by Edwina Reizer
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My Beloved Is Mine And I Am His
Our future
just beyond reach
of the candlelight
somewhere in the dark
of this night
waiting for us
to be
the us we are
going to be.
The Future hold us
lightly in the palm
of its hand
just beyond reach
of the candlelight
somewhere in the dark
of this night
beside the turned inside-out
sock...scrunched up knickers on the floor
two pairs of jeans...a tee shirt and a tank top.
The Future
(our future)
waits for us.
poem by Dónall Dempsey
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Starless Skies
Under the starless skies at night
I sit and wonder at that sight.
They were there before the sadness came
and what is there that I can blame?
My eyes are clear but for a tear
that forms when you're not here.
I dry my tear but still can't see
a single star to shine for me.
I dream of stars up so high
burning brightly in the sky.
But dreamy states just don't last.
So the stars are just a part of my past.
Just one star is all I need.
Just one star that can exceed
the limit ness I have felt
in this world I where I have dealt
with starless skies and vacancy
that out of nowhere come to me.
I'll keep on searching on each night
until one comes into my sight.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Loss, with Winter Interleaving - 0235
Winter, sombre starless evening,
with wan moon asleep,
or beyond dark cloud-bank, grieving?
Summer's love lies lost. Swift weaving,
bats sweep low, dread deep
keeps silent vigil, disbelieving.
Springboard brave new world's conceiving
taken in, eyes weep
over one, harm done, deceiving.
Who hope's hay ricks once was [s]heaving,
bitter harvests reap,
happiness fast passed receiving.
Fallow fields yield shield's naive spring,
earn yearning, no birds cheep,
learn life's brief, brief s[w]ing.
Loss, with Winter interleaving,
forfeits light's spark receipt,
misconceptions stark perceiving.
Jack Frost's spite sends bite bereaving,
leaves life crumpled heap,
passes on to other thieving.
(29 April 2012)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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