Sanctuary
At times in the corridors of our mind,
we open doors in quiet moments
to find a daydream to keep us occupied.
Something in the vacant minutes
to take us away from where we are
to some far off peaceful sanctum
where we are who we are
with no mandatory hustle and bustle
that surrounds us everyday.
Just fluffy clouds to lie on
and dream our lives away.
28 January 2011
poem by David Harris
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Western Ecstasy
There is nothing like the western life
It’s truly a dream come true
So comfortable and peaceful
It’s a quiet that beckons to you
Under the azure skies above
Out on the open prairies
No hustle and bustle of city life
Western ecstasy it truly carries
Windmills dot the landscape
The whirling adds to the calm
Wonderful red barns ‘long side
Creates their own kind of charm
Corrals you’ll see as you drive by
Vacant now, no cows in sight
Sage brush with the musky smell
Coyotes howl in the black of night!
poem by Marilyn Lott
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Quiet
We all seek at times
a measure or two
of silken stillness
caught within the hustle bustle
of our daily lives.
The quiet that descends slowly
as summer sap oozing from a tree
to crystallize our moments
into tranquil harmony
that refreshes
our obliterating soul.
poem by David Harris
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After The Snow
After the snow, comes the rain
to wash it all away again,
revealing all that it concealed
the greenery and the unsightly feel.
Gone is the beauty the snow brought,
the silence and our quiet lot.
Back to the hustle and bustle
that dominate our lives.
Disappeared that slow pace
upon our lives the snow did grace.
16 January 2010
poem by David Harris
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Daydream
Roy orbison /joe melson
Daydream, daydream, daydream
Well, day-day-daydream
Well i got troubles on my mind
And time on my hands and i'm lonely
I leave the world behind
And i spend all my time with you only
Well there's a place i know
Where we can go
So we can be alone
Sometimes i live in a dream world of my own
Well here i go, away up high
And daydream, daydream, daydream
Well i run away on the milky way
And daydream of you
Well, when things are not so hot
And i've got the blues
I dream a lot
Yeah, when i'm not with you
Well it's so much fun to be the one
On a flight through fantasy
Well, when i dream
Yuo're always with me
Well here i go, away up high
And daydream, daydream, daydream
??? ???, and i catch a shooting star
And daydream of you
You, you, you
You, you, you
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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The Magic That Surrounds You
The magic hats around you
The magic that surrounds you
Is the kind of magic
Youre the very heart of
Its the magic in the trees
The magic on a breeze
Its the magic of the world
Which youre a part of.
Open your eyes boy
Open your heart and soul
Let the world embrace you
And youre on your way
Open your eyes boy
Open your mind and body
The world is filled with magic everyday
The magic thats around you
The magic that surrounds you
Is a magic that is yours
If you believe it
Its the magic in the air
The magic everywhere
If youre open to its power
Youll receive it
Look at your life boy
Look at that road ahead
Starting from this moment
You must find your way
Look at your mind boy
Every path leads to adventure
Life is what you make it everyday
Everyday
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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Happy 2011
HAPPY 2011
H-ave
A
P-eaceful
P-rosperous
Y-ear
I trust that 2011 is going to be a year to remember
That from January to December
You are going to be blessed
That all will turn out for the best
You will win every test
Fix all that is messed
Restore broken relations
Have more patience
When times become tough
They will be overcome by love
You will give no place to fear
And 2011 will be an awesome year
Gods very best to you and your family for 2011
Love
Henry & Madalene 31 January 2011
Hebry Brown 31 January 2011
poem by Henry Brown
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Chasing Madness
If it wasn't for a tax to pay,
Would we awaken everyday...
Pledging our desires to be obeyed?
And would we stay dreaming,
Our lives away for those fantasies prayed!
Dangling from a twisted patience,
In a delay we are taught is perfectly okay.
And,
If it was not for those things that tease,
Would we tolerate the sweating on hands and knees?
In a toil just to please,
Those opportunities we are kept to believe.
Some people wish for a quiet place to just sit.
Dismissing all the hustle and bustle.
And the nonsense of it!
With an earned peace of mind,
Wishing to forget...
The time spent wasted chasing madness.
And its associates.
Like lust and greed and those things not needed.
If it wasn't for a tax to pay,
Would we awaken everyday...
Pledging our desires to be obeyed?
Some people wish for a quiet place to just sit.
Wishing to forget...
The time spent wasted chasing madness.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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So Quiet In Here
Foghorns blowing in the night
Salt sea air in the morning breeze
Driving cars all along the coastline
This must be what its all about
Oh this must be what its all about
This must be what paradise is like
So quiet in here, so peaceful in here
So quiet in here, so peaceful in here
The warm look of radiance on your face
And your heart beating close to mine
And the evening fading in the candle glow
This must be what its all about
Oh this must be what its all about
This must be what paradise is like
So quiet in here. so peaceful in here
So quiet in here, yeah, so peaceful in here
All my struggling in the world
And so many dreams that dont come true
Step back, put it all away
It dont matter, it dont matter anymore
Oh this must be what paradise is like
This must be what paradise is like
Its so quiet in here, so peaceful in here
Its so quiet in here, so peaceful in here
A glass of wine with some friends
Talking into the wee hours of the dawn
Sit back and relax your mind
This must be, this must be, what its all about
This must be what paradise is like
Oh this must be what paradise is like
So quiet in here, so peaceful in here
So quiet in here, so peaceful in here
Big ships out in the night
And were floating across the waves
Sailing for some other shore
Where we can be what we wanna be
Oh this must be what paradise is like
This must be what paradise is like
Baby its so quiet in here, so peaceful in here
So quiet in here, so peaceful in here
So quiet in here, so peaceful in here
So quiet in here, you can hear, its so quiet
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Scenarios In Our Mind
It is funny how in our daydreams
we bump into someone from our past.
We greet them with open arms,
reflecting on what has happened
to us in the intervening years.
We make scenarios in our mind
of how their lives went on.
Knowing in a way they are always wrong,
but are just the way we hoped they lived
and were happy all day long.
Then reality kicks in,
the daydream busts
and you find they’ve lived a life
you could never envisage for them.
16 January 2009
poem by David Harris
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Early Works - As We Dance On Silver Lined Clouds
The ivory towers stretch heaven ward
through plumes of fluffy clouds
these towering strongholds
grace our daydream moulds
that catch our fleeting moments
in a passing tranquil mood.
Gallant knights on white chargers
maiden in crook of their arm
ride into the sunset
again and again
as our storybook falls open
at some undeemed page.
Round in increasing circles
go the ripples on a pond
slowly to vanish at striking an edge.
Round in decreasing circles
go the stars in our eyes
as we dance on silver lined clouds.
18 June 1981
poem by David Harris
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June (from, MySpace)
June is now in our way
Her bouquets glowing
Sweetheart of the day
Coming here and going
Whispering winds so softly
Surrounded by sweet air
Within my dream so loftily
Coming around to share
Love gardens of roses
Summer days to follow
Moods so swiftly closes
Of everything in hollow
Fluffy thoughts up line
For the times to come
In its glowing sunshine
Where June blossoms' from
June is now my daydream
In its sight so near
Of dawn's twilights deem
That surrounds now here
Moon’s now in sleepiness
Of a darkish winter song
And stars are all leap less
In skies of fall and long
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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The Real Thing Comes Our Way
Some people have to wait
nearly a lifetime
for the perfect partner,
while others wait a short time
then find it straight away.
We all know it
when the real thing comes our way.
The world is no longer a mystery;
we seem to float on a cloud
when love surrounds us.
We want to shout it loud
to let everyone know that after waiting
the real thing has come our way.
The sun is no longer hid by dark clouds;
instead, it smiles at us each day.
The world seems a special place
when the real thing comes our way.
Everyone seems to be smiling
never a frown in sight.
We dance on fluffy clouds
nothing can mar us now.
Everyday is a beautiful day
when the real thing comes our way.
22 March 2009
poem by David Harris
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Our Tropical Paradise
I wonder how many times
we sit at our desk
and look out the window on a sunny day,
wishing we were on a tropical beach
lazing in the sun under a coconut tree
watching the sparkling waters
as they race up the sandy beach.
Having a lazy day with the sand and sea,
enjoying Mother Nature’s beautiful bounty.
A dream maybe,
but a dream to help us through
any storms that may weather our lives,
giving us hope for tomorrow
and the sunny day that might bring.
We look at the blue sky
and the odd white fluffy clouds
that shape into many things,
helped along with warm comforting winds.
Our mind is full of images
that build our favourite dreams
as we while away a few minutes
oblivious to everything.
Daydreaming our fondest dreams
before reality kicks in
and the opalescent workload
on our desk appears once again
to take us away
from our tropical paradise
and implant us back in our reality.
27 February 2009
poem by David Harris
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Alone but not lonely
I see colors reflected in my vacant eyes
Like millions who have come before me,
I am alone
The days stretch out to years and still I see only reflections
They pass like vessels upon the open sea, into and out of safe harbors
Back to the nothingness of quiet or angry clouds
I am alone
Still - no one can catch my sail,
No wind can help me ride - I am alone
And in my apathy I find peace
I hold no secret, I seek no truth
I am alone
And when I am dead and my vacant eyes reflect no more
I will still be alone
poem by Carolyn RellingSurrisi
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But I try to steal other moments. Sometimes I get up very early in the morning and enjoy a quiet house and cup of tea before the craziness begins. Other times, I'll take a quick walk on the beach. You can find peace in a few minutes.
quote by Cindy Crawford
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Another Nine Minutes
(tim douglas/billy crain/tim beppert)
(track 2 - time 3:10)
Six thirty in the morning
Im in the middle of the sweetest dream
When I hear that clock calling me
I wrestle with the feeling
That the days starting way too soon
I hit the button just to buy a little time
To keep you in these arms of mine
For another nine minutes
Let the world stop
Steal a few moments from this old clock
cause this is my dream and I want to stay in it
For another nine minutes
I love the way the sunlight
Dances on your perfect skin
Girl, I wish this night would never end
But we gotta get moving
Cant eat if we dont get paid
But I got us a better idea
Lets pull up the covers and stay right here
For another nine minutes
Let the world stop
Steal a few moments from this old clock
cause this is my dream and I want to stay in it
For another nine minutes
I hit the button just one more time
To keep you in these arms of mine
For another nine minutes
Let the world stop
Steal a few moments from this old clock
cause this is my dream and I want to stay in it
For another nine minutes
Let the world wait
Whose gonan care if were a little bit late
This is my dream and I want to stay in it
song performed by by Yankee Grey
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One Thought This The Best To Do
Everyday they would return home,
To open their doors.
With ever conceivable complaint,
They had invited with them to come in.
And everyday an argument,
Over what happened would ensue.
Leading closer to a separation.
Since one thought this the best to do.
And one day one entered,
To find it quiet inside.
With all space within,
Cleared.
And at night one would hold a pillow tight,
Wishing for a familiar snoring missed...
Would again be heard,
To begin.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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All I See Is You
(clive westlake / ben wiesman)
I tried so hard
All summer through
Not to think too much of you
But the more I try
The more I find
I just cant leave the past behind
Times that are happy
Are times that are few
And once I was happy
When I had you
But days have come and gone
Since you were here
Nights are twice as long
Without you near
Pictures on my mind
Stand out so clear
No matter where I am
Or what I do
My darling
All I see is you
Youre there in every dream
I ever dream
There at every place
Ive ever been
Everyday I find
Youre in my heart
And on my mind
I close my eyes
But Im not blind
I see you still
And when I throw my arms out wide
I find that youre not by my side
But one thing is for sure
Until I do
All I see is you
Everyday I find
Youre in my heart
And on my mind
I close my eyes
But Im not blind
I see you still, oh
I wont live again
til Im with you
Oh, darling
I wont love again
Unless its with you
So until the day
When you are back with me to stay
In every way
All I see is you
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Pages Of My Mind
Faces from my past flicker
through the pages of my mind
along with shadowy figures
I wish I had left behind.
Old loves and new loves
smile and say hello as they pass
through the pages of my mind.
They come in quiet moments
when I am at peace with the world.
Reflecting images of times left behind.
There are no future images,
as those pages haven’t been written yet,
only ones from a distant past.
They stroll across with happy moments
written on the pages of my mind.
11 January 2009
poem by David Harris
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Y... Magical Moments of Amazing Beauty
Walking on the beach
Children seeking shells
Running around, having fun
Evening sun setting over the land
Shining a wonderful light on the breaking waves
The sky soft and blue
Tattered clouds above the sea
Taking on a breath-taking mixture of colours
Yellow orange in front, purple gray tales
Fluffy here and solid there
Living colours reflected
in the green of the deep sea
Part of me wanted to sing
But my mind ran out of words
Magical moments of amazing beauty
After 5 minutes it was gone
The dark clouds were dark again
The green sea had turned gray
The sky was still soft
I tried to close my eyes,
Focus on the sound of the waves
But the magic of the moment was gone
The colours had vanished
Leaving nothing behind but a memory
Nothing more than a memory
Nothing less than a memory
A memory to cherish
A memory of moments
Magical moments of amazing beauty
When will the next one come?
poem by Aufie Zophy
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