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The Madman

'I should go mad,' he said, 'in such a place!
The lack of company, the loneliness!
Nothing but trees to stare you in the face;
Nothing to do; no life; no pep; no pace!
I'd die of melancholy.' I said 'Yes?'
'Why, yes,' said he. 'The suburbs can be bad.
But this? Why, heavens, man! I should go mad.'

'What do you do?' he said. 'How find a way
To pass the time? Of course, the country's great
For rest and that' (I wished he'd go away;
I had a hundred things to do that day).
'Oh, well,' I said, 'I think; I meditate
And - ' 'Think? A man can't always think
Not all the time. Good lord! I'd take to drink!

'I'd go stone mad,' he said. 'I know the trees
And birds and sky, and all that sort of stuff
Please for a while. But man can't live on these.
I've got my love of nature's harmonies;
But, spare me days, man, nature's not enough.
You work, you say. But then, when work is done,
What in the thunder do you do for fun?

'Ah, well,' he said. 'It's peaceful, that I'll say.
Er - what's the time? Good heavens, I must go!
I've got a crowd of men to see to-day;
I'll miss the train! I must be on my way.
Can't spare another half a minute. So,
Good-bye. I wonder you're not dilly, lad.'
'Ah, that's just it,' I told him. 'I am mad.'

poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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The Heaven Broker

I am the GOOD I set you free
I conquer the evil, follow me and you’ll see
Contemplate NATURE, you’ll find me in each bee

I am the GOOD I let you MATURE
LOVE and PEACE are my nature
Contemplate NATURE, you’ll find me in each feature

I am the GOOD, I let you WISE
I fight against hypocrisy and lies
Contemplate NATURE, you’ll find me in each Exact Sunrise

I am the GOOD, from the sins I am the preventive
I wipe away your hurts, just be my captive
Contemplate NATURE, you’ll find me from the beginning I am native

I am the GOOD, search, explore, you’ll find me in your inside
In the deep of your inner, I am sinking, help me, I am your Pride
Contemplate NATURE, you’ll find me when natural acts to me they guide

I am the GOOD, I emancipate you from the TEMPTATION, from the DESIRE
I keep your Inner PEACE, I am the King of your Peaceful empire
Contemplate NATURE, you’ll find me when the RAIN quenches the FIRE

I am the GOOD, Don’t hesitate, follow me, I am your Special Fair Law;
Peace, Love, Care, Tolerance, Respect and Faith are my Rational Draw
Contemplate NATURE, you’ll find me when you conceive the CREATOR Perfection, there is no flaw

Right, left, up and down, meditate me I am the NATURE, I am the LOVE
One only CREATOR can do that absolutely He Is Above …
Contemplate NATURE, you’ll find me when all living beings praise Trees, Seas, Bees, Ants and Doves…

I am the GOOD, I am the BELIEVER, your HEAVEN Ticket I’ll pay
I am the TRUTH of each year, month and day,
I head your FAITH to the RIGHT way
If you contemplate me, you would touch me everyday
I show you my signs, I am the Moon light and the Sun Ray
JUST CONTMPLATE NATURE, I'LL BE THERE, IN EVERY WAY

*** All My Respect To My Second Mother THE NATURE

poem by Glamorous Enigma
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Away, Melancholy

Away, melancholy,
Away with it, let it go.

Are not the trees green,
The earth as green?
Does not the wind blow,
Fire leap and the rivers flow?
Away melancholy.

The ant is busy
He carrieth his meat,
All things hurry
To be eaten or eat.
Away, melancholy.

Man, too, hurries,
Eats, couples, buries,
He is an animal also
With a hey ho melancholy,
Away with it, let it go.

Man of all creatures
Is superlative
(Away melancholy)
He of all creatures alone
Raiseth a stone
(Away melancholy)
Into the stone, the god
Pours what he knows of good
Calling, good, God.
Away melancholy, let it go.

Speak not to me of tears,
Tyranny, pox, wars,
Saying, Can God
Stone of man's thoughts, be good?
Say rather it is enough
That the stuffed
Stone of man's good, growing,
By man's called God.
Away, melancholy, let it go.

Man aspires
To good,
To love
Sighs;

Beaten, corrupted, dying
In his own blood lying
Yet heaves up an eye above
Cries, Love, love.
It is his virtue needs explaining,
Not his failing.

Away, melancholy,
Away with it, let it go

poem by Stevie Smith
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My Heart Is My Responsibility

Could you take a minute to read your pulse,
As it says hundred stories about the truce,
Of many things that are kept in and sealed,
It can reveal the sickening odd and the good.
Just a finger enough to find out the truth,
Press it anywhere where you can feel the beat,
Sit down quietly and count for a minute,
If seventy and two, you are healthy and bright,
If more than ninety and hundred something,
And every day you read the same thing,
For a week or a fortnight or a month,
It is time to go for a check to find out,
the cause that increases your heart beat,
It could be anything ranging from,
Medical concern, consumption of alcohol,
Over reading of pulsating materials,
Over viewing of acting celluloid dolls,
over working under stress without any rest,
over eating of oily stuff with out any fruits,
sitting on the couch and let the heart to work.
Giving work to limb is good,
Giving work to heart is very bad,
As it is your heart, you have to maintain it,
No one can service and serve it other than you.

poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Spare Me A Little Of Your Love

Written by christine mcvie.
Why not lie here in my arms
And listen to the night
You must know you have certain charm
And I feel the time is right
So spare me a little (just a little bit)
Spare me a little (just a little bit)
Spare me a little of your love (of your love)
Spare me a little (just a little bit)
Spare me a little (just a little bit)
Spare me a little of your love (of your love)
Now I know that I feel much more
Oh in every single way
And its not the same as before
It gets stronger everyday
So spare me a little (just a little bit)
Spare me a little (just a little bit)
Spare me a little of your love (of your love)
Spare me a little (just a little bit)
Spare me a little (just a little bit)
Spare me a little of your love (of your love)
Now I know how the sun must feel
Every time it shines
And now I know this is real
And I want you to be mine
So spare me a little (just a little bit)
Spare me a little (just a little bit)
Spare me a little of your love (of your love)
Spare me a little (just a little bit)
Spare me a little (just a little bit)
Spare me a little of your love (of your love)
Just a little bit

song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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Spare Me A Little Of Your Love

Why not lie here
In-a my arms
And just listen to the night.
You must know that you have
Certain charms,
And I feel,
And I feel the time is right.
Spare me a little,
Spare me a little,
Spare me a little of your love.
Spare me a little,
Spare me a little,
Spare me a little of your love.
And I know that i
Feel much more
In-a
Every single way,
[ended / and its ? ] not the same
As before, it gets
Stronger [stronger],
Stronger every day.
Spare me a little,
Spare me a little,
Spare me a little of your love.
Spare me a little,
Spare me a little,
Spare me a little of your love.
Now I know how the
Sun must feel
Every time it shines,
And I know that
This is real and i
Want you to be mine.
So, spare me a little,
Spare me a little,
Spare me a little of your love.
Spare me a little,
Spare me a little,
Spare me a little of your love.
Come on, spare me a little,
Spare me a little,
Spare me a little of your love.
One more time,
Spare me a little,
Spare me a little,
Spare me a little of your love.

song performed by by Van Morrison
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No Time to Spare for God?

The precious time, God gave to us,
We find is not enough at all!
But we have time for everything,
Except to spare for God!

We have much time for sin and vice;
We have the time for things in vain;
We have the time for earthly joys,
Except to spare for God!

We find the time for worldly chores;
We find the time traditions seek;
We find the time for futile things,
Except to spare for God!

We have the time for fun and games;
We have the time for future plans;
We find the time for traveling,
Except to spare for God!

Yet, God gave us enough of time
For earthly wants, and divine needs;
The Lenten time is meant for God;
Give most to soul and God!

poem by John Celes
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The Joke's On Me

The old days were no fun
Im not sorry that they're gone
I don't miss them and I won't miss them
and it was always wrong
Everything I've ever done
From the beginning and to the ending
and things never got better, it seems like forever
Since we had fun or maybe I never have fun
And this whole time! I've been around
One minute up!
and a hundred down uhhh ohhh
Keep on laughing, Keep attacking
I'll show you what it means
To keep on lying, Keep denying
That there's nothing good in me
I'm not worthless, I know you heard this
My life's a joke and the joke's on me
The joke's on me
You were always lame, a headache and a pain
I don't miss you and I won't miss you
I tried not to get bitter but I was such a quitter
Oh yeah I had dreams but they were only ever bad dreams
And this whole time! I've been around
One minute up!
and a hundred down uhhh ohhh
Keep on laughing, Keep attacking
I'll show you what it means
To keep on lying, Keep denying
That there's nothing good in me
I'm not worthless, I know you heard this
My life's a joke and the joke's on me
The joke's on me, The joke's on me...
Well there never were any good old days
Looking back I'm still amazed
How everything went wrong in every way
There were no good old days
Well there never were any good old days
Looking back I'm still amazed
That everything went wrong in every way
There were no good old days
[2x]
And this whole time! I've been around
One minute up!
and a hundred down uhhh ohhh
Keep on laughing, Keep attacking
I'll show you what it means
To keep on lying, Keep denying
That there's nothing good in me
I'm not worthless, I know you heard this
My life's a joke and the joke's on me...

song performed by by Reel Big Fish
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A Man Who Knows Much About Nature

He has not been to college or uni and for so called success in life he does not have much to show
But about flora and fauna and Nature there is so much he seems to know
He knows all of the trees in the Parkland by the bark or the leaves that they wear
A man who knows much about Nature and for the health of Nature he care.

A man who knows much about nature by their songs the birds he recognize
He like the quiet place in the country far removed from human made noise
In the shadow of a tree by the river the sun shining bright in the sky
Listening to birds singing around him such moments of peace he enjoy.

He like places without man's buildings away from the noise of the street
A quiet place in Nature's own kingdom where the creek and the river meet
Where lark he is soaring and singing as upward and upwards he fly
He has been a student of Nature ever since he was a young school going boy.

A man who knows much about Nature and to Nature he remains true
And Nature needs all of her good friends for Nature's good friends are too few
The weekend finds him in a quiet place on a sunny day sitting by a tree
Near where the creek flows into the river the river that flows to the sea.

poem by Francis Duggan
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The People Who Love Nature

Not seen as great or special or the leaders of our time
But to the people who love Nature i dedicate this rhyme
They dedicate their free time for the future of human kind
And in the person who loves Nature a great person you will find.

The person who loves Nature be it he or be it she
Is someone who is a good friend of all of humanity
For we belong to Nature though some may not agree
Like every other life form that's how 'twould seem to me.

The people who try to save the woodland from the bulldozer and chainsaw
And whilst in trying to save the trees they break a man made law
Are the real heroes and heroines and the unsung of our day
Though there are many out there who do not see it that way.

No special day to honour them and for them never a parade
And for the dead who did love Nature the last post is never played
They live to save the Planet and anonymity is their gain
But the people who love Nature as my heroes and my heroines do remain.

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poem by Francis Duggan
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Get Out The Map

Im gonna clear my head
Im gonna drink that sun
The saddest sight my eyes can see
Is that big ball of orange sinking slyly down the trees
Sittin in a broken circle while you rest upon my knee
This perfect moment will soon be leaving me
Suzanne calls from boston the coffees hot the corn is high
And that same sun that warms your heart will suck the good earth dry
With everything its opposite enough to keep you crying
Or keep this old world spinning with a twinkle in its eye
Get out the map
Get out the map and lay your finger anywhere down
Well leave the figuring to those we pass on our way out of town
Dont drink the water there seems to be something ailing everyone
Im gonna clear my head
Im gonna drink that sun
Im gonna love you good and strong while our love is good and young
Joni left for south africa a few years ago
And then beth took a job all the way over on the west coast
And me Im still trying to live half a life on the road
Seems Im heavier by the year
(heavier by the year)
And heavier by the load
(heavier by the load)
Why do we hurtle ourselves through every inch of time and space
I must say around some corner I can sense a resting place
With every lesson learned a line upon your beautiful face
Well amuse ourselves one day with these memories well trace
Get out the map
Get out the map and lay your finger anywhere down
Well leave the figuring to those we pass on our way out of town
Dont drink the water there seems to be something ailing everyone
Im gonna clear my head
(Im gonna clear my head)
Im gonna drink that sun
(Im gonna drink that sun)
Im gonna love you good and strong while our love is good and young
Im gonna clear my head
Im gonna drink that sun
Im gonna love you good and strong while our love is good and young

song performed by by Indigo Girls
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Eco-logical

'Trees need their alone time too' I read it just now
in a poem by Bob Hicok and just like that
the world expanded thoughtfully and gloriously
and I imagined the whole of nature
giving a great sigh of relief
like a dog does when it lies down for the night
and a great sigh goes from the tips of its paws
to its ears or of course it might be the other way around
and trees with that sigh get on with their nightly cleansing routine
and expel all the stuff that mankind has made them put up with
in the world that we 'share' ha ha
and then think about the poor trees in the park and the streets
who've been passive smokers all day not to mention
gas-guzzlers without the accompanying four wheels
to enable them to getoutahere into the countryside for the weekend
to **** that up too yes I'm sorry trees although I must say
you do a good job of it and with silent patience
and don't write complaining to the newpapers in a mass protest
which is just as well as those papers need more trees
so I was just almost feeling complacent that Nature
seems to be well just about keeping the whole thing
on the rails until I looked up at the tops of the tallest trees
and saw the tops dying off
and wanted right then to know if prayer would help
because what else will

and thank you Bob and I guess poetry too
for half a line that brought me to the world
and a laugh then tears.

poem by Michael Shepherd
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My Town

Not that much here
where I live
just a emtpy pasture
blowing in the breeze
beautiful picture
outlined with trees
five-hundred feet lays a track
and early in the evening
you can catch that train
those days I don't look back
I lost everything I could give

My town is not much to look at
broken down buildings that use to stand
their's not even a laundrymat
and on the edge of my town
their's a corner store
that old man there
wishing he had more

Down the road
stand's the shell of a bar
nice place once I was told
sit down...
and have yourself a drink
give you time to think
at times I dreamed I was there
another time, another place

But I'm only a stranger there
people stare at me
a face...
they don't know
troubled times with a troubled mind
looking for a scene
I just can't find

In and out every door
I wish upon a shooting star
that falls so near
and disappears without a trace
(spiritwind-2008)

poem by Spiritwind Wood
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I Love Time Out With Nature

I love time out with Nature and I love peace and quiet
To walk along the gravel path in the evening sunlight
When the wild birds are singing and Spring is in her prime
And even memories of such inspire the soul to rhyme.

I love time out with Nature a brief release from care
For Nature she is generous her gifts with all she share
We drink of her clear spring waters and we breathe in her life sustaining air
And Nature's splendid beauty is around us everywhere.

I love time out with Nature the only God I know
Her stream from the high country down to the river flow
The skylark from the rank grass in the mood for song he fly
One of Nature's feathered minstrels he carols in the sky.

In time out with Mother Nature from life's cares I find ease
The sounds of the leaves rustling in the freshening evening breeze
And we much like the Seasons to life we come and go
But Nature lives forever the only God I know.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Just One More Day, Lord

oh, give me one more day. Lord
to say thank you once again
for all the wonderful blessings
of a happy family, the joy
and the inner peace you bring

give me one more day, please
to let them know that I love them very much
and how much i care for them
and think of them every moment in my life

just one more day, please
so i can hug and kiss each one of them
and tell them that life is beautiful
and God is good all the time

i sometimes don't give them
a quality time, time to bond
because of the nature of my job
and try to meet both ends
just one more day, please
to let them know that i enjoy
their company every minute of the day
They are the best thing that happened to me

Thank you, Lord..for giving me
just one more day..
Now i can be at peace..to be with You forever

Posted: Sept.19,2008

poem by Meggie Gultiano
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