Haunt The Horizon
The spectres of those
who once lived long ago
haunt the horizon
and walk until dawn.
We see them briefly
before they melt away
to return again
and reveal their presence
on another day.
22 October 2009
poem by David Harris
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Signs On the Horizon
Restoration of those values,
Intergrated with dusted standards...
And the fading of faith based beliefs,
Seem to have been resuscitated...
Briefly.
People take to the streets to rejoice,
Briefly.
A pride kept on hold with a retelling of greatness,
Replace malaise...
Briefly.
But there are signs on the horizon,
Coming.
With a promise to end tensions,
Wounding those stunned.
A new day comes to awaken,
With a permanence.
And not just to make a brief stay!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sweet Sweet October
As I walk thought the cold nights of the October
I see the kids walking, and running in there costumes
oh Sweet Sweet October will you always haunt me so will I never feel the love of the dark
The dark fills my heart as if my life depends on it
When my Sweet Sweet October goes away my heart fills with a dark dark dream
~ Alexandra S ~
poem by Martina Salazar
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Melt Your Heart, Lord
In your presence
I can feel your comfort
I know that when i come to you in prayer
You'll listen to my pleas
Touching me in the stillness of the night
Melt your heart Lord
When people are at their lowest point
When children cry because their parents are gone
When sickness comes in the night
And they have nobody to turn to but you
Just melt your heart, Lord
When nobody cares for the old and lonely
To their anguish and pain
Hungry and dying in misery
Leaving a memory of yesterday's glory
Melt your heart, Lord
For the mothers out there
Longing for the return of their wayward children
Hooked in drugs, swayed by sweet tongues
To come back into their loving embrace
And my heart spills with your wonder
Because i know that you are always there
The very center of your warm and passionate heart
Has melted and comforted me
Your presence have envelop me once again
poem by Meggie Gultiano
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The Door Left Ajar
Everynight,
I wait for the dawn
Hoping,
You might just walk in
From that door
I had left ajar
Anticipating your return.
Then the dawn
Matures into the day
And the day
Dissolves into dusk
My door
Still remains ajar
Anticipating your return.
As the dusk
Gathers more of its colour
And embraces stillness
Like impending doom.
My heart sinks
As if shipwrecked on sea.
My door
Still remains ajar
Anticipating your return.
Then
Everynight
I wait for the dawn
hoping
You might just walk in
From that door
I had left ajar
Anticipating your return.
poem by Anjali Kakati
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As The Wind Whispers To Me
Resting myself beside lake’s shoreline,
I hear wind’s whisper among the pine.
Often they seem to be laughing at me.
Blindly ambling, visions unable to see,
I seem to have lost my way back to you.
May be the wind will tell me what to do.
My spirit cries of loneliness deep within,
Ever searching the horizon for spirit kin.
Searching to find the peace in her love,
Asking for help from the Creator above.
Crying to Mother Earth, please be abiding,
Reveal to me the location of this maiden.
Whose spirit I see dancing in dawn’s light,
The one I danced with through the night,
By light of the moon to final kiss at dawn.
Did she think of me as just another pawn?
Her memory lingers within my inner being.
Her presence in my life I need to be seeing.
Under her spell until my last breath taken,
I guard the fragile seal of mind’s breaking.
poem by Joseph Blitch
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The dearest
The one whose absence torments you
Than the one’s presence enchants you
Would be the one you are after.
The one need not be in return.
30.10.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Maelstrom Of Memories
Walking down a street
where we lived many years ago,
the faces behind the doors
are not the same anymore.
As we walk, we look back
at a time that inherited our name.
Remembering the times there
in the maelstrom of memories
that come flooding back
to haunt us with faces
of that long ago.
Our head spins as we walk
stepping back into our yesterdays
with its happiness, sadness
and grief that came our way.
We stumble over things
we had forgotten long ago
as we are overtaken
in a maelstrom of memories.
13 February 2012
poem by David Harris
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An Entry On A Sunday
October love comes silent as dawn
Like autumn, always waiting
Memories of burning twigs
And hot afternoons, waning moon
It goes stale and cold like snakes and rats
For long, there had been no stars
No flowers, no hope, no zeal
Reveal your love and be home soon.
Blessed Pedro Calunsod, pray for us.
Dear GOD, show us your love.
poem by Rose Flores Rosevoc2
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Poem For Columbus Day
They never tell you
whether October 12
was Columbus' birthday
or the day he discovered
America
and somehow America
makes every October 12
a Monday
and if there had never
been a Columbus
there'd be no school holiday,
Paul and Carol would choose
some other weekend
to marry
I'd have stayed in New York
waiting for you to return
from your nephew's funeral
(who was also named Christopher)
there'd have been no reunion
no gathering together
you'd have grown up in Italy,
I'd have lived in Leeds, England,
there'd be no reason to be here.
poem by Rochelle Ratner
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Tamed Now, My Heart
My heart has now, its protector; my soul, its mate!
My life has now, its purpose-this truth does obviate!
The all-consuming search is over, back where it began;
I have now, what has long been sought, since the dawn of man!
All that for which I could have hoped, more still,
All that need be, for all my dreams to fulfill!
Anticipation of its start, true, causal to excitation;
All the world shall know and join, in my jubilation!
My heart sings with joy-heed in my recital,
Its guard and covenant of same, absolutely vital!
Faith rewarded, as woe is now gone,
E'er more felicity still, at each day's dawn!
Subtle was its genesis- and now, prodigious-
Tamed now, my heart, once so ramagious!
Maurice Harris,27 October 2009
poem by Maurice Harris
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Words Flow From His Heart
Style of Thomas Hardy -
He to She:
May to October,
how the months hurry by...
it's the sad day tomorrow
when we say goodbye.
Sweet moments were magical
with you and your charms.
My stay has been wonderful
alone in your arms.
A holiday to remember
near sea and sand.
But at dawn's early light
I must go - can't you see?
To Canberra's fair city
away I must flee; where
the bronze Ethos statue
points up to the skies...
I will write to you darling,
have no tears in your eyes.
I'll return in December
kissing your hand.
Please take this Rosary,
it comes from my heart.
Sometime very soon,
prayer will play a part.
The beads which are sacred
count the hours as they go
and from now till December
you will haunt my dreams so,
because you are my only one
I thought you should know.
poem by Joyce Hemsley
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Reveal Yourself
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself.
Life on earth is so bizarre,
We must find a way to fulfill,
What we really are,
Yes its true,
I love you,
And theres nothing you do thats wrong,
Find values of your own.
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
On the living room floor,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
Till there isnt anymore.
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
For there are places even you dont know.
Reveal yourself,
For life is nothing but a movie show,
Or free yourself,
Your heart,
Your mind,
Your soul,
Your sanity,
Just got to see it,
Smell it,
Know that its reality.
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
Doesnt matter anymore,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
Till there isnt anymore.
There are no rules where life is concerned,
Our past must be burned,
For theres nothing we have learned,
And its true,
I believe that we must all be free,
Immortal you and me.
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
On the living room floor,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
Till there isnt anymore,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
And maybe youll go down in history.
Oh, how much longer must your life remain a mystery,
It doesnt matter if youre thick and fat or thin and long,
You must find out exactly where it is that you belong.
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
Doesnt matter anymore,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
On the living room floor,
Reveal yourself,
For there are places even you dont know,
Reveal yourself,
For life is nothing but a movie show,
Reveal yourself,
Your heart,
Your mind,
Your soul,
Your sanity,
Just got to see it,
Smell it,
Know thats its reality,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
It doesnt matter if the world thinks youre right or wrong,
Reveal yourself.
song performed by by Kinks
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Regardless Of How High A Horse
I have lived long enough to learn,
A repeated ride on a merry-go-round...
On fixed and painted horses that go up and down,
Has nothing to do with a scenery unchanged.
No matter how I insist with an addiction,
To grab hold of a brass ring that teases.
As if the prize for accomplishing this monotonous ride,
Will have an effect on the environment I left.
Showing to reveal my sense of pride.
To then return with excitement and have this reflect,
On others unimpressed...
By an accomplishment I have achievement to receive.
And prepared to share with 'whomever' is there.
I have lived long enough to learn,
That my experiences that I have earned...
Is not going to make a difference to those indifferent.
Regardless of how high a horse I had sat on!
Whether it went up or down OR jumped through hoops,
To qualify me a winner.
Or the number of times I tried to succeed.
And did.
Because I believed I could.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Song Of October!
October sings a painful
song of flooded waters
from furious clouds
and the sorrows
of lost souls in arrows
that hit and sliced the earth
and october sings.....
who wronged?
the earth or the flooding
waters killed innocent lives..
October 5,2009
poem by Rema Prasanaa
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Ghostsong
Outside the mythic Rains
let us know we are not insane
blood debts still to be paid
(instead) we celebrate the Stranger
Inside the mythic Pains are played
blood doubts are asked again
beware the answers you can not tame
(might) take you too far away
Say what you are
Come here to haunt you
Say what you will
I am going haunt you
And protect you
I am going hurt you
And if we survive this dawn
we wish we'd see the Day
die to comeback a single time
that face in the window
is never the same
Say what you are
Come here to haunt you
Say what you will
I am going haunt you
And protect you
I am going hurt you
III / IX / MM - Aurora
song performed by by Moonspell from Darkness And Hope
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Down In The Dumps
Down in the Dumps
Fog everywhere I’m walking on a mass of corpses
sludge of soft rotting soil. Sinking deeper, arms
and legs embracing me as I should be one of them.
In a lake of loss I swam ashore, a soup of death,
banks of bones, a woman in white helped me up...
she too was the haze and disappeared. I totter in
a desert of nothingness. I heard footsteps behind
me the death wanted me to return to the lagoon of
reconstructed dreams. Heart pounding, but there,
by a horizon, dawn and sun of life warmed my face,
but only briefly. The sky rained blood of the evicted.
Drops were rubies and in each one the nucleolus of
my lies and delusion engraved. Inundated I stopped
could not go on, how do I get free of barbed wire of
melancholy? ” Whispering voices: “You fucking loser.”
poem by Oskar Hansen
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No Measure Of Recompense
No measure of recompense shall e'er requite
All you have given, yet, you seek in return, naught;
Ponderance of the gallantry with which you fought,
Truly awe-inspiring, your united, righteous might!
You honor us, we are humbled in your presence-
Our world, more secure, thanking your vigilance,
Defending us from all forms or manner of pestilence;
Daunting, mere thought of your seeming omnipresence!
With a polite, yet firm command of any endeavor,
You have formed a unity that none could sever!
A hero you are, to the world-in its vast entirety;
Loyal protector for all those in need, near or far;
To darkness you give light-as a bright, shining star-
Guardian of Freedom, Champion of Liberty!
Maurice Harris,22 October 2009
poem by Maurice Harris
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Mark of a Man
Deep as the ocean, steep as a hill
Watch out for the currents... they may even kill
The softness in his voice, the lust in his eyes
Is the mark of a man he'll tell many lies...
He'll walk into your life, like a morning breeze
Will play with your emotions and then he'll freeze...
He will leave many roses, and wait for your call
Crazy to the extent, to inscribe on the wall
Will follow you like a shadow, at times it will haunt
But just the three words will melt you he's all that you want.... (I love you)
He is a born player and knows how to play
Once you are trapped he'll mould you like clay
His presence is all that will sweep you off your feet
And this is the tactic of a man who will cheat...
Leaving you helpless, your eyes full of tears
Will use and abuse you with out any fear
'Cause he is a cheater, and will always be that way
So watch out for the signs, this is all I say.
poem by Meena Mustafa
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Here you waited too long for me to love you
Here you waited too long
For me to love you and you
Could tell with your trained
Eye that I was longing to be
Held tight and be loved and
Now you have taken my love
You have fled back into
Yourself the house is so
Empty without your pervasive
Presence and the presence
That comes to glare at me in
Sleep is like the tomb of your
Ghost come back to haunt me and
Make me regret why I refused to
Acknowledge the lyric streak
Of the lurid silent evil in you
poem by Ngaka Motaung
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Waking Of The Day
The shadows of night
fall across my desk
just before the dawn
to tantalize a dreaming mind
before they are gone.
Shadows of various sizes
in abundant shapes behold
to awake distant thoughts
with their resilient charms.
I sit alone in my silence
and watch them play
before they fade
at the waking of the day.
10 October 2009
poem by David Harris
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