Early Works - Take Heed
Take heed ole wayfaring stranger
take heed to disaster cometh,
the stars are blind to morals,
as morals are blind to life.
Take heed ole saintly fool
take heed in your wooden ship,
the sea has crushed many a man
as many a man has crushed life.
Take heed, take heed
hear what I say
there goes no tomorrow
only borrowed today.
6 October 1980
poem by David Harris
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Why Should You Take Heed of Me?
Why Should You Take Heed of Me?
God, God, God,
Why should You take heed of me?
Why do I take so much heed of myself?
What is this all about
You and Your Universe
You and Your ‘Infinites’ and Your ‘Vasts’ and Your ‘Beyonds? '
What is this all about
This mind this consciousness this me me me?
God Are You playing a game
With us
As I played one with the ants
A lifetime ago
When I was
A non- wanton schoolboy?
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Head The Call
Have you been listening, (Listen to the music)
Have you been sleeping (The sermon's in the music)
(The man standing next to you, he must surely be your brother)
(So brother please) heed the call
(The piper he's still piping)
The magic in the music
(The drummer he's still drumming)
The message in the music
(Sweet song of loving you should be singing)
(So brother please) heed the call
Listen to the music, Listen to the music
(Listen to the music) heed the call
(Listen to the music) heed the call
Heed the call of the music
Heed the call of the music
Heed the call of the music
Heed the call of the music
(It's still early in our morning)
There's still time for singing
Let's not waste our morning
Join in the singing
The outlaw of the midnight
He all too soon comes winging
(So brother please, please) heed the call
(Listen to the music) (Listen to the music) yeah
(Listen to the music) (Listen to the music) oh oh
(Listen to the music) oh oh oh (Listen to the music)
(Listen to the music)
song performed by by Kenny Rogers
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Heed Not!
Heed not the cock-sure tourist,
Seeing with English eyes;
Stroked at the banquet table
Still, with the old stock lies—
Pet of a social circle,
Guest in a garden fair—
Free of the first-class carriage—
He learns no Australia there.
Heed not the Southern humbugs
By the first saloons who come—
From his work in the wide, hot scrub-lands
The Australian goes not home.
Give them the toadies’ knighthood,
Fit for the souls they’ve got;
Fear not to shame Australia
For Australia knows them not.
Heed not the Sydney ‘dailies,’
Naught for the land they do;
Heed not the Melbourne street crowd,
For they know no more than you!
Pent in the coastal cities,
Still on the old-world track—
They know naught of Australia,
Of the heart of the great Out-Back.
But wait for the voice that gathers
Strength by the western creeks!
Heed ye the Out-Back shearers—
List when the Great Bush speaks!
Heed ye the black-sheep, working
His own salvation free—
And Oh! heed ye the sons of the exiles
When they speak of the things to be!
poem by Henry Lawson
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White Rose And Red
WHITE rose sighed in the morn,
Red rose laughed in the noon,
And 'Sweetest sweetness is ended soon,'
And 'Never heed for the thorn.'
'Love's hour passes away,'
White rose breathed in my ear;
Red rose whispered 'No need to fear;
The day is enough for day.'
Shall I heed white or red?
Shall I heed both aright?
Sighing and laughing, red and white,
'Tis 'Love her' they both have said.
poem by Augusta Davies Webster
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Soil, Oil!
In your own eyes;
Write, rite, right, Wright!
But, take heed and be very careful with your steps in life.
Ours, yours!
The Western Sea;
Act, acts!
The Eastern Sea;
Rose, arose!
The Southern Sea;
City, felicity!
The Northern Sea;
Burt, take heed and be very careful with your steps in this life.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Prohibition
TAKE heed of loving me;
At least remember, I forbade it thee;
Not that I shall repair my unthrifty waste
Of breath and blood, upon thy sighs and tears,
By being to thee then what to me thou wast;
But so great joy our life at once outwears.
Then, lest thy love by my death frustrate be,
If thou love me, take heed of loving me.
Take heed of hating me,
Or too much triumph in the victory;
Not that I shall be mine own officer,
And hate with hate again retaliate;
But thou wilt lose the style of conqueror,
If I, thy conquest, perish by thy hate.
Then, lest my being nothing lessen thee,
If thou hate me, take heed of hating me.
Yet love and hate me too;
So these extremes shall ne'er their office do;
Love me, that I may die the gentler way;
Hate me, because thy love's too great for me;
Or let these two, themselves, not me, decay;
So shall I live thy stage, not triumph be.
Lest thou thy love and hate, and me undo,
O let me live, yet love and hate me too.
poem by John Donne
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The best is he who calls men to the best. And those who heed the call are also blessed. But worthless who call not, heed not, but rest.
Boots Of Spanish Leather
Oh, Im sailin away my own true love,
Im sailin away in the morning.
Is there something I can send you from across the sea,
From the place that Ill be landing?
No, theres nothin you can send me, my own true love,
Theres nothin I wish to be ownin.
Just carry yourself back to me unspoiled,
From across that lonesome ocean.
Oh, but I just thought you might want something fine
Made of silver or of golden,
Either from the mountains of madrid
Or from the coast of barcelona.
Oh, but if I had the stars from the darkest night
And the diamonds from the deepest ocean,
Id forsake them all for your sweet kiss,
For thats all Im wishin to be ownin.
That I might be gone a long time
And its only that Im askin,
Is there something I can send you to remember me by,
To make your time more easy passin.
Oh, how can, how can you ask me again,
It only brings me sorrow.
The same thing I want from you today,
I would want again tomorrow.
I got a letter on a lonesome day,
It was from her ship a-sailin,
Saying I dont know when Ill be comin back again,
It depends on how Im a-feelin.
Well, if you, my love, must think that-a-way,
Im sure your mind is roamin.
Im sure your heart is not with me,
But with the country to where youre goin.
So take heed, take heed of the western wind,
Take heed of the stormy weather.
And yes, theres something you can send back to me,
Spanish boots of spanish leather.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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My Strenght
Bear faith and strength will come
Seek it and strength will come
Sing, Sing
It’s with strength you belong
I listened as an angel sang her song
Take heed now
My weakness has been your strength
But no more!
For sure!
Take heed now
My kindness you abused at length
But no more!
For sure!
Take heed now
I stopped believing in me
Topped up with your deceiving
I flopped thinking
I was not worthy of receiving
But no more!
For sure!
Behold a stranger came and walked my way
Bringing along her golden sunrays
I found my strength at long last
I found my strength at long last within me
I found my strength at long last to be free
I found my strength at long last, you see!
You are now a thing of the past
‘You, ’ I sing. ‘Are merely an outcast’
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Heed My Words All You People
Heed my words all you people,
For what is needed by the mouse is now being eaten up by the cat!
But i have my mond on you always.
Heed my words all you people and learn from them,
For what is sweet in the land of Libya is now sour!
But i have my mind on you always.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Nothing Was Delivered
Nothing was delivered
And I tell this truth to you,
Not out of spite or anger
But simply because its true.
Now, I hope you wont object to this,
Giving back all of what you owe,
The fewer words you have to waste on this,
The sooner you can go.
Nothing is better, nothing is best,
Take heed of this and get plenty of rest.
Nothing was delivered
But I cant say I sympathize
With what your fate is going to be,
Yes, for telling all those lies.
Now you must provide some answers
For what you sell has not been received,
And the sooner you come up with them,
The sooner you can leave.
Nothing is better, nothing is best,
Take heed of this and get plenty rest.
(now you know)
Nothing was delivered
And its up to you to say
Just what you had in mind
When you made evrybody pay.
No, nothing was delivered,
Yes, n someone must explain
That as long as it takes to do this
Then thats how long that youll remain.
Nothing is better, nothing is best,
Take heed of this and get plenty rest.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Dear Hated Person...
Heed my warning
Im going straight ahead
No matter what you say
You wont hold me back
i wont change for you or anyone
Heed my warning
Your mistakes will come back
to haunt you in the end
dig a deep grave
cause you carry many of them
now wake up
before its too late...
poem by Daniel Gonzalez
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I'm On a Wow
I keep my loved memories...
Near me.
Ready to fill what had been...
Empty.
And happy I chose as a need,
To believe...
A life wanting happiness is...
The key!
And all woes I hold,
I can let go...
With a feeling of freedom to heed.
A life wanting happiness is...
The key!
A step that erases defeat,
That creeps...
Inside of a mind out of reach,
That weeps...
On a shoulder one wishes to seek,
And grieve.
And those who hold woes,
Can let them all go.
If they choose a freedom to heed.
With a happiness that's believed.
I keep my loved memories...
Near me.
Ready to fill what had been...
Empty.
And happy I chose as a need,
To believe...
A life wanting happiness is...
The key!
And all woes I hold,
I can let go...
With a feeling of freedom to heed.
I'm on a wow.
I feel so happy I can leap.
I'm on a wow.
And all woes I hold,
I can let go...
With a feeling of freedom to heed.
I'm on a wow.
With a happiness that's believed.
I'm on a wow.
I feel so happy I can leap.
I'm on a wow.
I keep my loved memories...
Near me.
Ready to fill what had been...
Empty.
And happy I chose as a need,
To believe...
A life wanting happiness is...
The key!
And all woes I hold,
I can let go...
With a feeling of freedom to heed.
And a happiness that's now believed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Redgate Beach (A Villanelle)
Between opposed currents, it's easy to slip,
though a safety sign stands at Redgate Beach.
I pay no heed and swim into a rip.
Hooded plovers skip the sea's frothy lip,
which lisps an ebullient welcoming speech.
Between opposed currents, it's easy to slip.
A sand-laden gust flays shins like a whip.
A seagull forewarns with a wind-tossed screech.
I pay no heed and swim into a rip.
Effervescence spills as blue waves unzip.
Broken shells in tide swept scallops gleam peach.
Between opposed currents, it's easy to slip.
In lime-weeded rock pools, olive crabs nip.
Against Isaac's Rock, great rollers full breach.
I pay no heed and swim into a rip.
Undertow deceives with a fluid grip.
Toe-anchoring bottom drops out of reach.
Between opposed currents, it's easy to slip.
I pay no heed and swim into a rip.
poem by Diane Hine
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The Law Regarding Love
In New York, the Empire state
There is a law
men would do well to heed.
This obscure statute bears upon
A gentlemen's carnal need
To ask a lady to yield her love
at first, is not a crime.
Should she demur and you insist
you'll wind up doing time.
Be sure to ask her love just once
if state law you would heed
If you persist a second time
just be prepared to plead.
poem by John F. McCullagh
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A Hot Iron
Expose her,
Expose him,
But on the stage like the ceasefire after the war! !
But, whose guns killed these people?
Reverent,
Dignified,
Filthy lucre!
Breed, greed, reed, need, deed, feed, heed, peed, seed, teed, weed;
But new and inexperience! !
However, the conduct of yourself was like the boldness of your sweet love.
You are giving heed to seducing spirits and the doctrine of demons!
And like a hot iron in the land of your muse;
But founded with the law to expose him or her! !
However, a righteous degree is the way of life than the negative chains of war.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Defy Greed
Pay no heed
To your greed
Do it once
Just to give your greatness
A chance.
Once and then once more
As never before
Defy the greed
Pay it no heed.
Here and there
A small sacrifice
Would suffice
You’re learning to share.
You’re learning to defy greed
Learning the worth of a good deed
You’ve it to take the lead
To free the world from greed.
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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Conversation Peace
Staring right at 2000 ad
As if mankinds atrocities to man has no history
But just a glance at life in 2000 bc
We find traces of mans inhumanity to man
Theres no mystery
All for one, one for all
Theres no way well reach our greatest heights
Unless we heed the call
Me for you, you for me
Theres no chance of world salvation
Less the conversations peace
We cant pause, watch and say no this cant be
When theres a plan by any means to have
Cleansing of ones ethnicity
And we shouldnt act as if we dont hear nor see
Like the holocaust of six million jews and
A hundred and fifty million blacks during slavery
All for one, one for all
Theres no way well reach our greatest heights
Unless we heed the call
Me for you, you for me
Theres no chance of world salvation
Less the conversations peace
When publicly or privately convened
May love, positivity and lifes preservation
Be the basic theme
And should you put your trust in some
Prophet in life
Give him trust but your faith must stay
With the one
Who gave the ultimate sacrifice for...
All for one, one for all
Theres no way well reach our greatest heights
Unless we heed the call
Me for you, you for me
Theres no chance of world salvation
Less the conversations peace (repeat)
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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A classical tale
sing me a song of sorrow
sing me a song of love
Make me forget the way it used to feel
and take my hand
and we can dance our way through these trees
We can dance forever
and i can laugh like i once used to
But these feelings of old
are opening new wounds
Sing me a song of laughter
Sing me a song of pain
and we'll count these stars just like we used to
Heed my words
Heed them with caution
So take my hand
and we we'll dance like lovers
Lost in time.
poem by Teigan Klippel
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God of The Bible
God’s Word was sent by inspiration, every word of God’s Revelation,
If you say He didn’t inspired the Bible, you friend will be spiritual libel.
For God of The Bible, and only He, sent His Son to both you and me,
If you don’t know God of Scripture, you know one, of another picture.
God sent His Son a propitiation for us, God’s Only Son, Christ Jesus,
As a perfect, bloody atoning sacrifice, so sinners may enter Paradise;
We can only see The Father by Him, Christ, who alone paid for our sin,
For God placed our sin on His Son, paying that full price for everyone.
The Scriptures are God’s Authority, from the beginning through eternity,
As men change, God changes never, and God’s Word endures forever,
It’s important to heed God’s Word, before God’s Judgment is unfurled,
Yes, God is Love, but He’s also just, and so God’s judgment is a must,
We have the word of prophets of old, to know how the end shall unfold,
With God’s Word made more certain, we know all about the final curtain,
Men would do well to heed the light, to be saved from the coming night,
To know God’s Word as we hear it, is the enablement of The Holy Spirit.
From The Word of God we must heed, Eternal Truth which all men need,
The only Truth which leads to Grace, when God’s Truth men do embrace;
However, if God’s Truths you refuse, do not expect to hear Good News,
As you will be separated from God, for all eternity after leaving this sod.
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