Seafarer
Counting milestones and landmarks
Trading blows with destiny
Straddled on planks of wood
Amidst rampant storms, Cylopsian ogres of the ocean cover
Riddling life with the encroachment of labyrinths
As the mast blazes to the blitzing strikes from the breaching heavens
Entrapment of man in the doldrums of choice
Crossroads landscaped by the hands of God
As orbitals beckon for the pilgrims of the heart
Each blossoming with roses, yet scathing with thorns
The promise of spring, yet the seclusion of winter
Nomadic journeys uprooting legacies, as shores are absented
By conquistadors of fatum, Columbus's seafarers
As the sailor in you emerges to waterscape journeys of the heart
To uncharted frontiers, sea-locked lands, emerald isles
Mast sprinkled alight with St Elmo's Fire
Searching for the serenity of a Cyclopsian ataraxia
To anchor the heart on convivial shores
To hoist your heritage on permeable soil
poem by Dilantha Gunawardana
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The Migrant Heart
The hold of the deep-rooted heart
Imprints laid on the impressionable soil
Toil shed on perforated veneers, sun-baked terrain
Fusing to the die-hard ethos of the land
Cultivating seeds of destiny, harvesting grains of serendipity
Yet the seasonal winds rampant, the birth of change inevitable
The call of an opportune cupidity trading the unsuspecting heart
To trade winds of migration, blown to unfamiliar frontiers
As vessels are docked, cultures are exchanged
Anchors are declined, new beginnings are unveiled
Journey of the heart to the potpourri of pluri-culturism
To the divine truth of homogeneity, the bounty of a universal being
Sons and daughters of the same mother, her supremeness, the ubiquitous Gaia
Pilgrims of the same sun, a sultry yellow dwarf
Nomads of the same azure curtain, a boundless blue giant
Yet scathing and bleeding is the alienated heart
As scarecrows are forgone for the snow men of winter
No longer holding the hand out for the pitter-patter of the monsoons
As snow befalls to the chilliness of a winter's alienation
As the heart searches for the bygone times
To the blood, the toil, the tears, the semen of one's legacy
To the miraculous symbiosis of man and soil
poem by Dilantha Gunawardana
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Images And Shadow Of Love
Some unsaid
To be alive I do not need a life
Gift me a few of your smiles
Paint me and my moments with your touches
for a little while.
I shall be alive beyond life
I shall be alive beyond death
To make you my companion
I do not need miles.
Walk upon my shores on a sunrise and a sunset
Hold my hand under the blossoming of a moon light
for a little while.
I shall carry you forever beyond roads
I shall carry you forever beyond departures
Little said, some unsaid
Somehow, I know from the winds
You are not going to be mine
Somehow that this river will flow forever
And its banks will stay away as they are
Still I shall sail on the wings of change and time
And fight its unforgiving waves for staying the same, your's.
To love you I do not need the love of thy heart
Gift me a few thorns of roses of your heart
I shall love beyond roses
I shall love beyond thorns
Destiny Leads The Way
All through your great life journey you follow your destiny
And where you are living at today is where you are meant to be
And whether you live in your Hometown or from there live far away
It all goes back to destiny where you are at today
We make our own decisions and for our mistakes we pay
Yet in the course of our destiny we do not have a say
From the moment we are born our pathways through life are paved
And the destinies of our life's journeys in our souls are engraved
Though many will tell you differently they say our life's journey is our own choice
But destiny the silent one never does heed advice
And even those who do not believe in it follow it every day
Where-ever their journeys take them to destiny leads the way
And whether you travel far from home or live in your own country-side
Destiny of seven letters your life's journey decide.
poem by Francis Duggan
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A Soul Kissed
Oh, to be soul-kissed
the deep kiss;
mouth brushing past
parted lips.
I can feel my body
unraveling
anticipation screaming
on Pouty Canvass Crimson.
I can feel the gathering,
we two crouching
uplifting;
Raptures shooting.
Touch we
the first touch
electric quiverings;
inward breath surging,
dizzying availings,
opened lungs,
toes curling.
I long for the Soul-Kiss.
I'm born to give
and receive it;
my tongue
it's starting place.
Hands upon the
Heart's Mast
I and It go Sailing;
Deep Seas and Velvet Harbors,
Journeys through the Musics
where Soul and Heart meet;
flutteringly
settling there
on Kissed Shores
where everything I am
is magnetized
and tingling.
I'm twirled inside out
in gauzy
dreamless dream
where breaths exchanged
plunge lung-deep
surging forth,
back, and between.
The Kiss of the Soul
speeds to my Heart standing
handkerchief waving
on Heaving Shore.
Dizzy;
Weakened Knees,
unable to stand
but, I do
it Againly.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Popeye The Sailor Man
(kinky friedman & panama red)
My heart is on my sleeve,
Do you still believe ?
Are you listenin to the tide roll in, watchin ships at sea ?
When I come sailin home again will you be there for me,
There for me ?
Treasure ships of yore
Grace the ocean floor
Columbus sailed for italy, columbus sailed for spain.
Columbus sailed a wishin well, columbus died in chains,
Died in chains.
I dont pretend to know every answer
To everything that life may ask of me.
Hey, Im popeye the sailor man
Im popeye the sailor man
Hey, popeye the sailor man
And I sail the lonely sea eternally.
My true love calls to me from far across the sea.
She says, red skies in the mornin
Sailor take warnin
Sail with me tonight
Sailors delight, sailors delight.
I dont pretend to know every answer
To everything that life may ask of me.
Hey, Im popeye the sailor man
Popeye the sailor man,
Popeye the sailor man
And I sail the lonely sea eternally.
She said, popeye the sailor man
Popeye the sailor man
Oh, popeye the sailor man
Sail on home to me, come sail with me.
song performed by by Kinky Friedman
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A Psychedelic God - A Thank You Note
The drift of a percussion nib
A mental voyager, a bohemian cosmonaut
Exploring uncharted frontiers of the whimsical mind
In the vastness, the infinitude of galactic spaces
Perforating ingenious black holes
Chutes of inspiration, free falling to the plea of gravities
As the wandering mind chisels on stone paper
Its journeys and treks, legendary tales exuding the essence
Of an overgenerous chimera, surpassing sight's farthest prophecies
Cerebral odysseys transcending mythical epics, medieval folklore
To capture the nomadic spirit, yet the exemplary purity
Of the suppleness of creation, masterminded
By another horizon-less wayfarer, an apical journeyman
A celestial potter, nom de plume ‘Lord the creator'
As a humble poet parts with a thanksgiving note
For the gift of a boundless providence, to sketch his own tale of fatum
As he tributes the imaginative force of a psychedelic God
poem by Dilantha Gunawardana
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Oceans Without Shores
As what my simple heart is wont to think
A journey starts when there’s a place to go
We’ll rightly ask, why should men toast and drink,
To quests and challenges that naught they know?
Your sail, just hoist it so
Once you've known, if where the wind would blow;
But trip of life is one of great unknown
You know not where it came, nor where it goes
It’s ours to wear as proudly as a crown
Or else, as ball and chain, with all its woes
How it starts or comes to close
Care not, what’s in between that's what you’d choose;
With every step have Hope, and never stop,
Why search when thinking not to ever find?
And then, why climb while thinking there's no top?
So in your journeys, have some joys assigned
Though not finding and maligned
You’re as good as arrived in heart and mind
As babes that crawl from cradle to the grave,
Is our adventure being God’s creatures,
Should these be all the truth that we would crave?
Is not man’s folly that limits his pleasures?
And foolish to lift anchors,
For oceans he created without shores.
poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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Upon The Journeys End
If you find hard times and troubles on the rock road ahead
If you find nothing but sorrow everytwhere you lay your head
No you wont fnd me a stranger
When you reall need a friend
Cause I wanna be there with you
Upon the journeys end
Yes I wanna be there with you
Upon the journeys end
When all the pain has you broken and there is no place to hide
When all your words have been spoken and theres nothing left inside
There I will be right beside you
I will cover you my friend
Cause I wanna be there with you
Upon the journeys end
Yes I wanna be there with you
Upon the journeys end
I will be strong
Ill help you carry on
When nothing and no one can stop us anymore
Oh oh oh
I will be there and I will always still say a prayer
After the mountains crumble
The stars and the moon and the sun all fade away
Oh when all your reasons for living have all but dissappeared
And when the boats youve been sailing you can no longer steer
There I will sail right behind you
On winds of love I sail
Cause I wanna be there with you
Upon the journeys end
Yes I wanna be there with you
Upon the journeys end
I can see a brighter day
I can see a better way
I can feel it coming very near
I feel like we belong
I can see whats right and whats wrong
Weve been waiting for so long now its here
If you find hard times and troubles on the rocky road ahead
If you find nothing but sorrow everywhere you lay your head
No you wont find me a stranger
When you really need a friend
Cause I wanna be there with you
Upon the journeys end
Yes I wanna be there with you
Upon the journeys end
Yes I wanna be there with you
Upon the journeys end
song performed by by Taylor Dayne
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Heart Of Gold
I wanna live, I wanna give
Ive been a miner for a heart of gold
Its these expressions I never give
That keeps me searching for a heart of gold
And Im getting old
Keep me searching for a hheart of gold
And Im getting old
Ive been to hollywood, Ive been to redwood
I crossed the ocean for a heart of gold
Ive been admired by, its such a fine light
That keeps me searching for a heart of gold
And Im getting old
Keep me searching for a hheart of gold
And Im getting old
Keep me searching for a heart of gold
Keep me searching and Im growing old...
* cover from neil young
song performed by by Roxette
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Through The Wood
THROUGH the wood, the green wood, the wet wood, the light wood,
Love and I went maying a thousand lives ago;
Shafts of golden sunlight had made a golden bright wood
In my heart reflected, because I loved you so.
Through the wood, the chill wood, the brown wood, the bare wood,
I alone went lonely no later than last year,
What had thinned the branches, and wrecked my dear and fair wood,
Killed the pale wild roses and left the rose-thorns sere?
Through the wood, the dead wood, the sad wood, the lone wood,
Winds of winter shiver through lichens old and grey,
You ride past forgetting the wood that was our own wood
All our own--and withered as ever a flower of May.
poem by Edith Nesbit
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The Ships Are Made Ready In Silence
Moored to the same ring:
The hour, the darkness and I,
Our compasses hooded like falcons.
Now the memory of you comes aching in
With a wash of broken bits which never left port
In which once we planned voyages,
They come knocking like hearts asking:
What departures on this tide?
Breath of land, warm breath,
You tighten the cold around the navel,
Though all shores but the first have been foreign,
And the first was not home until left behind.
Our choice is ours but we have not made it,
Containing as it does, our destination
Circled with loss as with coral, and
A destination only until attained.
I have left you my hope to remember me by,
Though now there is little resemblance.
At this moment I could believe in no change,
The mast perpetually
Vacillating between the same constellations,
The night never withdrawing its dark virtue
>From the harbor shaped as a heart,
The sea pulsing as a heart,
The sky vaulted as a heart,
Where I know the light will shatter like a cry
Above a discovery:
'Emptiness.
Emptiness! Look!'
Look. This is the morning.
poem by William Stanley Merwin
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An oceans heart
Tears fallin on sunny shores
deep into the ocean lye cried out hearts.
Softly crashing against eachother.
Washing emotions up onto the sand.
The clapping waters, rewarding us
As the ocean soars through it's beauty, tryin to find it's inner self.
Wiping away all memories that curse.
If love could be one thing, it would be an ocean of cried out hearts.
A heart for an ocean.
All wond together like, that's sound is ready to die, as it drowns.
Tears fallin on sunny shores
deep into the ocean lye cried out hearts.
Moving away from the ocean, i'm feeling refined.
I pat the sea good night.
As i know it's yearning, hard to confide.
An ocean that's ready to break the cycle
A heart that's ready to break the cycle
One last grief for the ocean,
The whole world will know
when the achings gone
'cos the ocean isn't there
poem by Mandy Williams
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Mother Earth
Billions of journeys round a fiery eye
This watery celestial traveler made.
Untiring, spiraling route through the sky
Always returned from yearly crusades.
She carried her children on top her back
And nurtured their needs until they have grown.
Some may have suffered; those may have cracked
But never through any fault of her own.
Forever and always maternally
This wondrous, aging beauty shall remain
Our source of life atmospherically.
Through time and space her dimensions attained
Despite her journeys she manages to bring
Life's gifts: summer, autumn, winter and spring.
poem by Albert Ahearn
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Ultima Thule: Elegiac
Dark is the morning with mist; in the narrow mouth of the harbor
Motionless lies the sea, under its curtain of cloud;
Dreamily glimmer the sails of ships on the distant horizon,
Like to the towers of a town, built on the verge of the sea.
Slowly and stately and still, they sail forth into the ocean;
With them sail my thoughts over the limitless deep,
Farther and farther away, borne on by unsatisfied longings,
Unto Hesperian isles, unto Ausonian shores.
Now they have vanished away, have disappeared in the ocean;
Sunk are the towers of the town into the depths of the sea!
All have vanished but those that, moored in the neighboring
roadstead,
Sailless at anchor ride, looming so large in the mist.
Vanished, too, are the thoughts, the dim, unsatisfied longings;
Sunk are the turrets of cloud into the ocean of dreams;
While in a haven of rest my heart is riding at anchor,
Held by the chains of love, held by the anchors of trust!
poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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1st Anniversary!
1st anniversary
I thank god with all my heart today,
For sending u to me one day.
You breezed in my life as a bout of fresh air
With your smile and charm so rare.
You didn’t promise me the moon,
Neither did u promise me a life on stars,
But you promised me a heart.
A heart full of love and compassion
And to love me with all your passion.
You showed me the way to love in life
And I gladly became your wife.
Now life is some thorns and not only roses,
We have fights in daily doses.
But no matter what happens,
We’ll always stick together,
It’s not my desire or a misconception,
We’re made for each other to perfection.
365 days with you have been wonderful,
And the rest of our life will be beautiful.
It’s neither an idea nor a prayer,
It’s a promise which will never break.
Happy Anniversary!
poem by Dipti Agarwal
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What It Was
It was like the break of
dawn;
The coming of the sun;
The darkness of the night;
That blinded my sight.
I still needed that light
To brighten my path,
Along dead journeys of
the heart,
Two angels singing
Antiphony of praises
Lord, may you reign
for ages
Your kingdom shall
know no ending.
Your world is of serenity
No hate, no war, no
suffering.
But ours is of complexity
I still find my self confounded
Maybe I need more to be
educated.
For the heart of man, your love
has so eluded.
poem by Efe Benjamin
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Great Heart
Great heart
By: johnny clegg
1987
Travelling always increases the appetite for new music and I found johnny clegg tapes in the south of france and was immediately hooked on them. Im glad there are still younger artists who writ
Play their own songs that I wish I had written. this is one of them.
(chant)
The world is full of strange behavior
Every man has to be his own savior
I know I can make it on my own if I try
But Im searchin for a great heart to stand me by
Underneath the african sky
A great heart to stand me by
Chorus:
Im searching for the spirit of the great heart
To hold and keep me by
Im searching for the spirit of the great heart
Under african sky
Sometimes I feel that you rarely know me (sometimes)
Sometimes theres so much you can show me (sometime)
Theres a highway of stars across the heavens
Theres a whispering song of the wind in the grass
Theres a rolling thunder across the savannah
And a hope and a dream at the edge of the sky
And your life is the story of the wind
Your life is a story like the wind
Chorus:
Im searching for the spirit of the great heart
To hold and keep me by
Im searching for the spirit of the great heart
Under african sky
Im searching for the spirit of the great heart
I see the fire in your eyes
Im searching for the spirit of the great heart
That beats my name inside
Sometimes I feel that you rarely know me (sometimes)
Sometimes theres so much you can show me (sometime)
(chant)
Chorus:
Im searching for the spirit of the great heart
To hold and stand me by
Im searching for the spirit of the great heart
Under african sky
Im searching for the spirit of the great heart
I see the fire in your eyes
Im searching for the spirit of the great heart
That beats my name inside
Sometimes I feel that you rarely know me (ah... sometimes)
Sometimes theres so much you can show me (ay yai... sometime)
Coda:
Im searching for the spirit of the great heart
Guk a mzimbo sala nhilziyo
Im searching for the spirit of the great heart
Guk a mzimbo sala nhilziyo
Im searching for the spirit of the great heart
Guk a mzimbo sala nhilziyo
Im searching for the spirit of the great heart
Guk a mzimbo sala nhilziyo
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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A Heart On Fire...
A Heart On Fire
Has Faith-Full Flames
It Rises Up
Like A Slave Unchained
A Heart Unlit
Is Not A Match
For A Heart On Fire
Is Hard To Catch
It Soars Bold
Believes Bright Things
A Heart On Fire
Has Halcyon Wings
A Heart On Fire
Burns Up Hate
Damage and Doubts
It Disintegrates
A Heart On Fire
Is A Force Reborn
It Is A HeartStar
It Is A HeartStorm
Hot and Glowing
Passionate and Pure
Fierce In The Fire
Of It’s Own Allure
A Heart On Fire
Has A Love Torchlight
It Blazes Beautifully
With All It’s Might
A Heart On Fire
Beats Any Damp Tears
Beats Hard and Brands
Every Flood-Fears
Pulsates, Compensates
Illuminates
and Every Frozen Feeling
It Incinerates
A Heart On Fire
You Must Not Forsake It
For Once It’s Yours
No One Can Take It
But A Heart On Fire
Must Not Love Relinquish
Or A Heart On Fire
Will Be Extinguished
Written & ©: 10/9/10
By: MoonBee
poem by MoonBee Canady
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The World Outside My WIndow
There exists a big world outside-
It rained last night. - Puddles of water reflect the sun rising from
Behind cumulus clouds- A break in the storm-
A cease-fire of the thunder- Lightening strikes my heart with its
Unyielding pain and untamed rage-
I am locked inside a world of my own-
I bravely step over the threshold that
Defines my madness- hoping for a
Break in the clouds and for the sun to shed some light
Upon the darkness that consumes me- People are talking-
Inside my mind without interruption-
If I were to sing, it would be an elegy-
Leave no flowers to adorn my gravesite-
In this war I fight from day to day
Out in the world beyond my front doorstep
An army of three billion soldiers has been declared the enemy-
I am the victim- safety has evaded me- Locked inside the firing zone-
I am captive of intruders who wish to harm me-
Inside my mind, people are dressed to kill.
If I could swim an ocean towards safety,
An island of serenity- I would most likely drown before
I reached the shore of my destiny.
Lightening shall brighten skies blackened with terror,
Though only for a brief moment and then
I am locked back inside that penitentiary of despair-
Inside my mind voices scream and tell me that
They want me dead and if I believed they
Could hear me singing that elegy and were to come to life,
They would leave a bouquet of roses upon my gravesite –
Yellow roses as had grown in my deceased father’s garden-
It rained last night- it is raining now and tomorrow,
Is another day- it is summer and leaves on the trees are greener and
Grasses grow high-I can see from my picture window-
This big world exists outside my front door.
I sing my elegy and hold on to that bouquet of yellow roses-
They bring back so many fond memories and I weep as I
Await another lightening bold to give me- if none but a split second of
Brightens to guide me, as I once more attempt to swim that ocean towards
My destiny, although the rain just keeps on falling-
poem by Claudia Krizay
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Lighthouse
The ravaging winds, swirling and twirling;
Like a ballet dancer in perfect rotations;
Capturing my steadfast site of vision;
As I stare agape at the forceful thrusts of the wind gods;
As they cause havoc of the passing waves;
The ship tilting to and fro; top to bottom;
As the waves rap the flimsy deck boards;
As the thunder strikes the august mast;
That stands strong amidst the drifts and the currents, of the winds and water;
A catastrophe unfolding in the ravenous seas................
Then, from the forgotten corners of the rugged mountains;
An angel intervenes, to carry your ship to the eye of the storm;
A light from over yonder, over the cliffs, over the monumental tide;
Standing tall in her sun-parched white, holding her gaze on my path
As the ship rocks and drifts on the unforgiving seabed;
To a destiny that gazes at you with a stubborn heart;
Sometime, love discovers you in the turbulence of life;
When the winds are rampant and the oceans voracious;
Finally, the ship drifts ashore as you rush past the stuttering cliffs, to her
My lighthouse in her immovable gaze.
poem by Dilantha Gunawardana
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