Scene From A Yamaha
Scene from a Yamaha
Dry wind at dawning,
Scatter leaves steeplewards
Hayrick, reborn in,
Sleepy-eyed quarry stone
Quail stride between,
Such have I never known…
Such have I seen.
Cockcrow at Biddeford
Peppercorn to Willow,
What breaks the still and sweet
Summerset in silo,
Field mouse to Yamaha
'What have you seen? '
Sigh echoes back again…
'Dream the sweet dream! '
16 November 1972
poem by David Lewis Paget
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My dear dream
Dream of sea,
Dream of ships,
Dream of huge ocean,
Dream of men in unifom
Its my dream, dream so different,
Dream so new, dream of dark sky up above,
Dream of sea so calm, dream of sea roaring,
Its my sweet dream.
Dream so sweet, wonderfull, special, close to my heart,
Its my sweet dream.
Dreaming to get my dreams happen.
Its my sweet dream.
poem by Anees Akbar
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The Peppercorn Tree
Such a nice work of Nature and pretty for to see
And pleasant for to scent it's leaves the peppercorn tree
To look at not unlike the weeping willow it's branches hanging down
A thing of natural beauty in a garden of the town,
The beautiful peppercorn trees have a style of their own
And only natural beauty in Nature's World known
Had i the gift of poetry of Nature i would write
Of things such as the rich green peppercorn tree lovely in the noon sunlight
It never loses it's leaves it is an evergreen
Such lovely things in Nature we take for granted to be seen
The strong though pleasant peppercorn like aroma blown out by the freshening breeze
That blow up from the coastal lands through the peppercorn trees
Such a nice work of Nature or so 'twould seem to me
It does have it's own beauty the peppercorn tree.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Adonais
He breaks the spell
Still young and words from
Out this dream of life and leaves us
Sleeping stone rack
Lying consumed by
Phantom pains
And displays of greed
He slips from out this shadowland
And pain where heads grow soft and grey
And age destroys all hope
And spirits crush the men
And hide away
The wordless watch the soft sky smile
And breathless hear the low wind sigh
What death will join
No more let love divide
"dream yourself awake" he calls
"an eternity awaits us all
Open your eyes and be with me
Be with me..."
He breaks the chains
So young disspells
The hateful shades
Of treacherous time
Leaves us sleeping
Tortured mute
Devoured by ghosts
And dreams of life
Slips through ties
And dust to be the world
We dream he lives apart
But everything we feel
The young and beautiful
And brave of heart
The wordless watch the soft sky smile
And breathless hear the low wind sigh
What death will join
No more let love divide
"dream yourself awake" he calls
"an eternity awaits us all
Open your eyes and be with me
Be with me..."
"dream yourself awake" he calls
"an eternity awaits us all
Open your eyes and be with me
Be with me forever...
song performed by by Cure
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Sweet November
Sweet november.. you stole my heart
I let it go with all the fear and doubt
Sweet november.. you opened my mind
With all the sweetness that you left behind
And I'm living, with a vision of you
All the days grow colder, but I know
It's not the way I'm holding on but how I'm letting go
And how I will remember
Sweet november
And now you're with me
You're with me in the sun
I'm a baby in a world that's just begun
And now you're with me
You're with me in the rain
I'm so glad that I will never be the same
Cause I'm living with a vision of you
All the leaves are falling, falling down like snow
It's not the way I'm holding on it's how I'm letting go
But how, I will remember
Sweet november
Sweet november
song performed by by Heather Nova
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A Sweet Dream
a dream is special,
a dream is stronge,
a dream keeps you happy,
a dream keeps you sweet,
but a sweet dream is a good dream,
better than the rest,
it makes us laugh,
or it makes you cry,
this is the sweet dream,
that makes you proud and calm.
Sweet Fall
The leaves have already grown back
now that november is gone
The sweet november i met you
months go by and we grow farther apart
The cool gentle breeze blowing in my face
and now a lukewarm summers embrace
but as the seasons change so do we
not tied back, but not necassarily free
that sweet october
how sweet and kind it was
now love flourished and blossomed
now my heart misses the sweet fall
because summer has nothing waiting for me
almost like if in the season of nothing at all
and the branches on my tree now grow tall
with flowers and birds
but i still miss november, october and early december
moving on not being able to stall
i move on with your memory
and the memory of our
sweet fall
poem by Alma Estrella
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The dream boy
The dream boy shall be nice,
the dream boy shall be sweet,
the dream boy shall be cute,
the dream boy must be funny.
Of course he must be tough,
of course he must be cute,
of course he must be smart,
and most definitly handsome.
The dream boy should pass me notes,
the dream boy should be clean,
the dream boy should be cool.
The dream boy can't be mean.
The dream boy can't be conceited.
The dream boy cannot lie.
The dream boy shall not gossip.
The dream boy shall not brag.
The dream boy shall not stalk.
The dream boy will be made.
But does such a dream boy exist?
poem by Jasmine Aira
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Sleepy Eyed Boy
Where are the boot straps
To lift myself up?
Where is the well
Where I once filled my cup?
Where does this sorrow
All turn into joy?
And where oh where is the sleepy eyed boy?
Where is my true love
When the wind starts to moan?
Is she out in the wild,
Is she there all alone?
Have I cast her aside
Like an unwanted toy?
Tell me where oh where is the sleepy eyed boy?
Hes goin down the backroads
In a cold pourin rain
Hes a waitin for a postcard
In the south coast of spain
Postmarked from a sweetheart
Back in ol illinois
Sayin where oh where is my sleepy eyed boy?
song performed by by John Prine
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The Sweetest Dream
I dream sweet dreams twixt fire and ice
All those things they sound so nice
I dream so rarely less and less
But when im with you im never a mess
I dream of love and of hate
But those things always seem to dissapate
I even dream when im awake
But nothing is as sweet as when im with you on the lake
I dream sweet dreams there such a bliss
All my dreams there somthing i could never miss
I dream some dreams that i just cant do
But the sweetest dream is always you
poem by Chris Urbaez
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The Voice Of The Willows
Hiding away from the sunlight,
Close by a rippling stream,
Hallowed by childish fancies
And many a waking dream;
There is my royal palace,
Within it my regal throne,
The former, a grave of willows,
The latter, a mossy stone.
And legends of hope did the willows tell
To my childish ears, in that rustic dell.
Here, in my sunny childhood,
I dreamed in my mystic home,
Weaving the fairy garlands
To wear in the years to come.
Friendship, and love, and honour,
They all were to be my own;
The future was strewn with roses,
As I dreamed on my mossy stone.
And still through the leaves, as they fluttered or fell
The breezes sang, in the willow dell.
Visions of hope are departed,
Fairy-like dreams have fled.
The thorns still remain, but the roses,
Like friendship and love, are dead.
The breezes sigh through the willows,
I ponder and dream alone
Of the life beyond the river,
As I sit on my mossy stone.
And the breezes sound like a funeral knell,
As they sigh and sob, through the willow dell.
poem by Thomas E. Spencer
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Farewell Sweet, Sweet Summer
Falling leaves off barren trees
Whispering wind a haunting end
To sweet, sweet summer
Kisses goodbye time to cry
Hopeful heart brand new start
After sweet, sweet summer
Grasping for that something more
Smile makes as winter breaks
Farewell sweet, sweet summer
poem by Kamryn Chew
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I'd just as soon be on a good Steinway or Yamaha just as well.
quote by Marian McPartland
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Nobody seems to play Yamaha electrics, but it's the best guitar I own.
quote by Daisy Berkowitz
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An Autumn Treasure-Trove
'Tis the time of the year's sundown, and flame
Hangs on the maple bough;
And June is the faded flower of a name;
The thin hedge hides not a singer now.
Yet rich am I; for my treasures be
The gold afloat in my willow-tree.
Sweet morn on the hillside dripping with dew,
Girded with blue and pearl,
Counts the leaves afloat in the streamlet too;
As the love-lorn heart of a wistful girl,
She sings while her soul brooding tearfully
Sees a dream of gold in the willow-tree.
All day pure white and saffron at eve,
Clouds awaiting the sun
Turn them at length to ghosts that leave
When the moon's white path is slowly run
Till the morning comes, and with joy for me
O'er my gold agleam in the willow-tree.
The lilacs that blew on the breast of May
Are an old and lost delight;
And the rose lies ruined in his careless way
As the wind turns the poplars underwhite,
Yet richer am I for the autumn; see
All my misty gold in the willow-tree.
poem by Eugene Field
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I have won on Honda and Yamaha so maybe it is interesting to win with a third team, Ducati, who are Italian.
quote by Valentino Rossi
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The Dream Is Over
Psst, hey, come on man, wake up.
Oh, yeah, yeah!
I see the power,
Changin hands
Risin from the streets
A self made businessman,
Knows how the system can be beat.
Oh, were the lost generation,
Have no place to go,
The road to destruction,
Is all we need to know,
Cause its a rip off,
Were stripped, drawn, and cheated,
Were flat stone cold lied to
But were not defeated, nooo, sir
Easy money,
Its your way out,
Join the family
No middleman,
No i.r.s.
Your ticket out of poverty
Oh, were the lost generation,
I hold fate from a string
Lookin for direction
Reachin out for anything, so
Dream another dream
This dream is over, (oooh oooh oh)
Dream another dream
This dream is over, (dream another dream)
Dream another dream
This dream is over, (oooh) over yeah, (dream another dream)
So dream another dream
(solo)
Ah,
Yeow!!!!
Oh, its a rip off,
Were stepped on an cheated,
Flat stone cold lied to,
Were not defeated, noooo,
Dream another dream, this dream is over, (oooh oooh oh)
Dream another dream, this dream is over, (dream another dream)
Dream another dream, this dream is over, (oooh oooh oh) oh
Dream another dream, this dream is over, over yeah, (dream another dream)
Dream another dream, (ooh ooh ooh)
Dream another dream, (dream another dream, oooh ooh ooh)
Dream another dream, oh, this dreams all over (dream another dream)
Dream another dream, (dream another dream)
Dream another dream...
song performed by by Van Halen
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Surprise, Surprise
Sweet as the smell of success
Her body's warm and wet
She gets me through this god awful lonliness
A natural high butterfly oh i,
I need, need, need her
Just like a willow tree
A breath of spring you see
And oh boy you don't know what she do to me
She makes me sweat and forget who i am
I need, need, need, need her
Well i was wondering how long this could go on, on and on
Well i thought i could never be surprised
But could it be that i bit my own tongue
Oh yeah, it's so hard to swallow when you're wrong
A bird of paradise
The sunrise in her eyes
God only knows such a sweet surprise
I was blind she blew my mind think that i
I love, love, love, love, love her
I love her, i love her, i love her, i love her
Sweet sweet, sweet sweet love
Sweet sweet, sweet sweet love
Sweet sweet, sweet sweet love
Sweet sweet, sweet sweet love
Sweet sweet, sweet sweet love
song performed by by Lennon John
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A Dream-Seller
I'm a dream-seller,
I sell dream every day;
You all can buy it,
But you have not to pay.
The dream of fairy isle,
The dream of shining day;
You can buy it from me,
But you haven't to pay.
I dream of great nation
Who won't have envy's eyes;
Who will cry for others,
But won't wait for it's prize.
I have a sweet sweet dream,
I want to share with all;
Fighting for religion,
Will push us to sure fall.
Why don't we make a land,
Where everyone writes poem,
Humanism is there;
Combating is no aim?
You also can sell dream,
In exchange of rainbow;
Then spread seven colors,
To make friend out of foe.
poem by Nilakshi Das
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