When All My Five and Country Senses See
When all my five and country senses see,
The fingers will forget green thumbs and mark
How, through the halfmoon's vegetable eye,
Husk of young stars and handfull zodiac,
Love in the frost is pared and wintered by,
The whispering ears will watch love drummed away
Down breeze and shell to a discordant beach,
And, lashed to syllables, the lynx tongue cry
That her fond wounds are mended bitterly.
My nostrils see her breath burn like a bush.
My one and noble heart has witnesses
In all love's countries, that will grope awake;
And when blind sleep drops on the spying senses,
The heart is sensual, though five eyes break.
poem by Dylan Thomas
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Lets Forget About The Stars
(words & music by owens)
If you let the stars keep telling you
Who to love and not to love
You may never find contentment for your heart
You could go unloved forever and darling that means never
Surrender to love, lets forget about the stars
You say that stars have promised you true love ten thousand times
But here you are with a broken heart and mind
I can tell you want to love me from the beating in your heart
Surrender to love, lets forget about the stars
Lets forget about the stars, come follow me my dove
To a world just like the world that youve been dreaming of
Lets not wait too long for something might go wrong
Surrender to love, lets forget about the stars
Lets forget about the stars
Lets forget about the stars
Lets forget about the stars
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Thumbs Up For Peace
See me sad
Touch me glad
Feel me...
not all too soon
Life is here to play
Love has passed our way
Never will it stop
unless it's hitch hiked
by our hearts
Thumbs Up, Thumbs Up,
Peace with thumbs UP!
Backpack all our dreams
'Forget Me Not' their seeds
Plant some on the way
Love came by to stay
Bless our hands that plant
Eyes that feel to plow
Cultivate with hope
Tomorrows Sun will rise
for our gloomy nights surprise
Happily will clouds be overcast
Welcoming its fruitful rain to last
Blossoms will the smiley Sun reward
together will Lost hearts beat
love ever forward
Rally up our lonesome selves
be hitched with friends
all the world be of loving Elves
Thumbs Up, Thumbs Up,
Peace with thumbs UP!
War will end its evil sound
with Loves ride upon Earths
Peaceful sacred ground
Not all too soon to
heart pack and lease
Hitch we must ride for
Ever lasting Peace
All together NOW ~
All together NOW ~
All together....
Thumbs Up, Thumbs Up,
Peace with thumbs UP!
all aboard who's
coming aboard
Peace right NOW!
Peace right NOW!
Ride for Peace
Right NOW! ! !
Yes, John Lennon,
We all hear what you
were singing is,
'Give Peace A Chance'
Comments from Louie:
However created, all Life on Earth be faithfully Loved.
Contemporary solutions for Peace are complex.
Spiritually prescribed are lyric prosody in search of
impassioned voices of Love and Empathy.
Please celebrate this poem's debut here.
Together, with 'Thumbs Up For Peace',
We can and 'Will Voice' it to happen,
For Our All Mighty Love for it,
Please let it be, NOW!
poem by Louie Levy
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Thumbs Up For Peace
'See me also sad
Touch me glad -
Feel me...not all too soon'
Life is here to play
Love has passed our way
Never will it stop
unless it's hitch hiked
by our hearts
Thumbs Up, Thumbs Up,
Peace with thumbs UP!
Backpack all our dreams
'Forget Me Not' their seeds
Plant some on the way
Love came by to stay
Bless our hands that plant
Eyes that feel to plow
Cultivate with hope
Tomorrows Sun will rise
for our gloomy nights surprise
Happily will clouds be overcast
Welcoming its fruitful rain to last
Blossoms will the smiley Sun reward
together will lost hearts
beat their love ever forward
Rally up our lonesome selves
be hitched with friends -
all the world be of loving Elves
Thumbs Up, Thumbs Up,
Peace with thumbs Up!
War will end its evil sound
with Loves ride upon Earths
Peaceful sacred ground
Not all too soon to -
heart pack and lease
Hitch we must ride for
'Ever Lasting Peace'
All together NOW ~
All together NOW ~
All together....
Thumbs Up, Thumbs Up,
Peace with thumbs UP!
all aboard who's
coming aboard
Peace right NOW!
Peace right NOW!
Ride for Peace
Right NOW! ! !
Yes, John Lennon,
We all hear what you
were all singing; is -
Give Peace A Chance'
© Copyright Louie Levy, California, USA
All rights reserved
* Comments from Louie:
However created, all Life on Earth be faithfully Loved.
Contemporary solutions for Peace are complex.
Spiritually prescribed are lyric prosody in search of
impassioned voices of Love and Empathy. Please
celebrate this poem's debut here. Together, with
'Thumbs Up For Peace',
We can and 'Will Voice' it to happen,
For our 'All Mighty Love' for it,
Please Let It Be, Now!
poem by Louie Levy
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One-Finger Typist (Fun Poem 122)
I used to be a one-finger typist
and as the one finger wore down,
I discovered how to use two.
Finding that easy to score
and with the added bonus
of being able to play
chopsticks on the piano as well,
I decided to add a little bonus
and increased my fingers to three
and then on to four.
All on the same hand, I might add.
One day my left hand
feeling left in the lurch
decided it was going to join in
and my fingers typing doubled
to the number eight.
The thumbs then got jealous
and came into play.
Now both hands of fingers and thumbs
dance merrily across the keys,
but there I have a problem,
as they all want to press a key simultaneously.
Slowly words with three or four letters
were getting left behind
and I could only type words
with eight letters with two hyphens in between.
Confused? I was as well
as everything I typed became double hyphenated
and made no sense at all.
In desperation and frustration,
I reverted to being a one-finger typist
and now you know the story of my plight.
As for the other fingers,
well they got a new position
of multi-tasking elsewhere.
poem by David Harris
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The Stars
let the stars
rule over me
let them
give me
my destiny
let the zodiac
unfold
my days
let them
i have no more
i have no word
left
for my own world
i look at the lines of my palms searching for myself
let the stars
tell me now, who am i
finally on the day when i am no longer what i have known myself to be
let the stars tell me my name
let the stars bury me in the place where the stars choose me
let my world be the world owned by these stars
i have no word
i have nothing left for myself
yes, let these stars comfort me let all things come without my calling
poem by Antonio Liao
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Confusing Thumbs For Radiance
An idiot squared,
the schoolchild slowly
counts thick fingers.
Starts over and over
confusing thumbs for radiance.
He leaps beyond sums burning
through a window framing numberless
blue scansions turning over
wing by wing.
Rolling velocity
mindlessly over,
no sums are required,
round is easy.
Vertical extension
beyond thumbs,
everything.
poem by Warren Falcon
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A Lifetime In Your Hands
Baby.
On the floor they lay
Not a wrinkle or crease to save
Little hands do wave
Wanting to play
Young child.
In dirt and muck
Hands still mild and soft
More by youth than luck
Plays the young child hands aloft
Teenager.
Learning in school
For peers appear cool
In paint and ink
Their hands do stink
Young adult.
Now working hard
Sweat and toil
midday sun, mad
Hands now a trowel
Middle age.
Hands hard and worn
Some cut, sworn
Holds a child
Strong and mild
50 - 60
Wrinkles appear
Fingers and thumbs
On the rear
Liver spots like speckled crumbs
Old age (ish)
Wrinkled and lined
Courted and dined
Etched in their story of life
Sprinkled with some strife
End of time.
Transparent and Boney
Face hard set, maybe lonely
Hands wave a sigh
Soon to say goodbye
RG
poem by Robert Green
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Crystalline Green
Here we come
Driving down
Deep and wide
Settle down
On the beach
Get the sun
Coming Down
Wet and warm
I wanna waste is playing
Spend all our day in a dream
Crystalline green watch it rolling
Feeling the weight
Of the sun
Here we come
Driving down
Deep and wide
Blue and green
Breathing in
Come alive, here we come
With the stars
Letting slip it through my fingers
Little rings float in your eyes
Try to forget who you are now
Stare into space
Watch the sky
song performed by by Goldfrapp
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My Country Lied
I lack the urge but have the skill.
My country taught me how to kill.
I had no choice could not refuse
nobody asked me for my views.
They said my country needed
to subjugate the enemy.
I was still young, green and naïve.
That I was sure I should believe
that what they told me must be true.
That it was something I should do.
But I discovered in due course
we were fighting to enforce
on those with just cause for dissent.
A very unjust settlement,
the promises my country made
and did not keep. We now forbade
their self determination.
The right of every nation,
it was battle we must lose.
The people have the right to choose.
To be an independent state
no longer seen as second rate.
Which they achieved eventually
they were not just a colony.
On looking back it seems to me
my country lied apparently.
An abuse of authority
I will not forget easily.
I lack the urge but have the skill.
My country taught me how to kill.
Though I can say with confidence
I’d only kill in self defence.
23-Jun-08
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Baby Face
Put up, baby face
I love your lipstick, baby face,
It makes me all shades of red
Give me wild while you do to me one,
Make me hot when I should be sleeping in my bed
I love your big eyes, baby face,
They seem to suggest much more than you say
I love the mark in your secret place, oow baby face
Love is like a peppermint machine, thats green, its green
I love your hair down, baby face,
And I can picture ya as you do, oow, with your fingers running through
I love ya, baby face,
The way you bite your lips, ooo...ow!
How bout (the) baby face? {repeat 17 times}
song performed by by Thin Lizzy
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Romace in the moonlight
In the city where the colours run dry
Or in the country where the colour green is applied
In the city where there are polluting cars
Or in the country where you can see the stars
In the city there are gangs, all full of violence
Or in the country where there is only silence
In the city where the air, its so thick
Or in the country where you dont feel sick
In the city where you seal the deal
Or in the country where it is a place to heal
In the city every corner is a fight
But in the city the romance is in the moonlight
poem by Nicole Buckland
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Green fingers
Whatever she plants it grows rapidly.
Her soft magical fingers devote for a green house.
He was mesmerized to her sing-song while she was in the fields.
Though he passes several times on her premises
He is not so lucky to touch her transparent fingers.
Already a young vegetarian has joined her green revolution.
But once in a way he peeps to buy fresh vegetables.
Then he touches her finger tips.
He lived in his illusion half of the journey.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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When Cold December
WHEN cold December
Froze to grisamber
The jangling bells on the sweet rose-trees--
Then fading slow
And furred is the snow
As the almond's sweet husk--
And smelling like musk.
The snow amygdaline
Under the eglantine
Where the bristling stars shine
Like a gilt porcupine--
The snow confesses
The little Princesses
On their small chioppines
Dance under the orpines.
See the casuistries
Of their slant fluttering eyes--
Gilt as the zodiac
(Dancing Herodiac).
Only the snow slides
Like gilded myrrh--
From the rose-branches--hides
Rose-roots that stir.
poem by Dame Edith Louisa Sitwell
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The first unsullied snowdrop
Love; what flower do you most aspire?
Love; what flower should I most admire?
Red peonie's with "lustful conduit desire
Purple" crocuses cupped with fire.
Or the now pink foreign ragged robin,
Breathless; rolling on… that country, common.
I "sprig of green moist" Solomon's seal,
You a single rose bud so genteel.
Love; what flower should I mostly aspire?
Love: what flowers do you mostly require?
Be it the fox gloves fleshy advancing spire
Or the honey suckles tendrils of wire…
Or be you simply May times forget-me-not
Still better the first unsullied snowdrop.
poem by Mark Heathcote
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Looking Back At The Greens
i too look back at those green things
from the point of view of my
green thumb
a vegetable garden without an aphid on a leaf
a row of roses, lush green leaves
and red blooms
some petals falling due to the
wind
a line of green mint trees along the path
leading to the highway
sounds of motors threatening what green there is
i come back and settle on this patch
of green meadows
and grass and gray shade
my own shadow cast
on the huge gabi leaf.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Reiteration Of Desiderata
he could have been in the wrong place
even the trees believe
that he does not exist
the stars do not give him any
sign of the zodiac
but look at him
even without the recognition of the trees and stars
he still exists
know what? because he is.
he is,
and that being himself
gives him that right to be
what he shall be
here,
here,
for in truth if only the trees and the stars know this
they should have known that as a man
he has the right to be here.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Don't Forget To Remember
Oh my heart won't believe that you have left me
I keep telling my self that it's true
I can get over anything you want my love
But I can't get myself over you
Don't forget to remember me
And the love that used to be
I still remember you
I love you
In my heart lies a memory to tell the stars above
Don't forget to remember me my love
On my wall lies a photograph of you girl
Though I try to forget you somehow
You're the mirror of my soul so take me out of my hole
Let me try to go on living right now
Don't forget to remember me
And the love that used to be
I still remember you
I love you
In my heart lies a memory to tell the stars above
Don't forget to remember me my love
song performed by by Bee Gees from Cucumber Castle
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Our Limited Nature
our limited nature is obvious
our hands only wish for the sky
they cannot touch them short of length as they are
and so our eyes too
they cannot pierce what is behind the mist and the frost
just like our feet
that stamp only some footprints on the grass
and leave some anger behind a path
our hearts can only love what they see
our skin for what it feels
i wish to tell you
that we can go somewhere in the world of imagination
even enter the doors of fantasy
where all our senses ride on the wings of infinity
there are no limits there is no time
too much bliss that we soon forget
about us.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The 7th Day
They said God rested on the 7th day
But to what I see God is always there
He created a magic that I could never forget
The moon is full and so bright
The stars are shinning bright next to the moob
That wind so cold and relaxing
But to all nature thing God has created
He created somone so beautiful
And on that 7th day God has given me
The greatest power and magic of all
The words I could never forget on that day
When the one I love said the words 'i love you'
And on the 7th day our love has grown stronger than before
(02-10-04)
poem by Mark Anthony Mendoza
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God's Country
God’s country is a place between,
The two great seas.
God’s country is a forest,
Of evergreens and pines.
God’s country is a homeland,
Not tarnished by incredulity,
But shined by hospitality,
God’s country is a hunting ground,
And a young boy’s home.
God’s country is a masterpiece,
Of smelted man and nature,
And of pride, love, and sacrifice.
poem by Christian Allen
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