12 Hours
12 hours flight from Miami to columbia,
In Search of my lover to respect my muse;
For the words of his wisdom are all over me!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Miami
Words and music by bob seger
They saw the lights on the horizon
Out of the seas it came shinin
The buildings so high
They seemed to touch the sky
Miami, oh, miami
They felt the warm breezes blowing
From off the strange new ocean
They reached the end safe
It was a new day
Miami, oh, miami
Oh, it mustve seemed
Something from a dream
Shinin through the night
All those city lights
Staring at the shore
Hungry, tired and worn
Could it really be
Were they really free
And so they came
A hundred thousand
To find a way of life
They could believe in
Far away from home
With nothing of their own
To miami, oh miami
They saw the lights
Miami
song performed by by Bob Seger
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Flight Delays (Life Poem)
Sympathyless disbelief when I complain again,
Delays are the balance for the glamour of flying.
Nine hours in Sao Paulo while the ATC strike,
Eight hours in Vienna while new wheel flies in,
Seven sins would be justified by this purgatory,
Six times six hours from CBB to DUB last week,
Five hours sweating in Port au Prince plastic chair,
Four hours for rain in Miami seems not so bad,
Three hours in Shannon for bomb threat search,
Two hours sitting in Seattle with mad dash in Kennedy.
One would be happier walking, swimming or driving.
poem by Ian Beckett
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Like A Muse
Look around to meet your lover,
And over the mountain's range!
Which muses like a muse,
For love is always there for those who are ready.
Search around and go to the blue mountains as well,
For there you will meet your lover like a muse.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Wise Words
Fantastic numerals combined with wise words,
And of your brilliant wisdom in the land of your muse;
But your love to me is like a flowing stream,
And i will live on to respect you always.
Your raised me high with your love that i could touch the sky!
And like news around the world with the muse of love;
But the news of this world is like the echoes of your love! !
And like walking through the rain with you beside me,
For the state of your mind is always with the muse of joy.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Is All About You
1 hour unity,
2 hours peace,
3 hours playing,
4 hours sleeping,
5 hours smiling,
6 hours living,
7 hours trusting in your muse!
For this river is mine and yours foeevers;
And, i want to be close to you always.
1 hour smiling,
2 hours learning,
3 hours thinking,
4 hours with your muse,
5 hours teaching,
6 hours working,
But, the 7th hour comes for me to sleep with you;
Because, this love is all about you! !
And, i want to be with you always.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Mr. Yaw Boahem
This is the muse of love and,
The message of peace to you my lover;
So, search for me and let me muse you up with my mind!
For, it's been a very long time sice we last met,
But, i do hope you the best Mr. Yaw Boahem.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Three Hours
Three hours from sundown
Jeremy flies
Hoping to keep
The sun from his eyes
East from the city
And down to the cave
In search of a master
In search of a slave.
Three hours from london
Jacomos free
Taking his woes
Down to the sea
In search of a lifetime
To tell when hes home
In search of a story
Thats never been known.
Three hours from speaking
Everyones flown
Not wanting to be
Seen on their own
Three hours is needed
To leave from them all
Three hours to wonder
And three hours to fall.
Three hours from sundown
Jeremy flies
Hoping to keep
The sun from his eyes
East from the city
And down to the cave
In search of a master
In search of a slave.
song performed by by Nick Drake
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Ahasuerus
Once upon a time in Africa,
With snakes in the bushes to respect my muse;
And like Ahasuerus my friend with warmest regards,
But i have to post you a letter on this love.
My mind is made up and Africa is my home,
For the key words of the animals are like my muse;
And with joy and peace to teach the world,
But my respect is also for you all out there.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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11.11.11
Today is the 11th of November 2011!
And, you were born at 11: 11 A.M.27 years ago! !
However, the kiss of your lips with my muse was like,
The sweet muse of love and care in the land of beauty!
For, you are all that i need.
At 11: 11 P.M. i found your nakedness to the world so sweet!
And like the words of love to satisfy my muse in the land of beautiful roses;
But, i have a lot to learn from you as well,
Because, you are 27 years old today and,
You are a virgin! !
You were born 27 years ago but,
The sweet love of your muse came and touched my heart!
And, you will always remember my kiss;
For, this love is all about you and i! !
And like words of peace in the land of unity,
For, i am always ready fro your love.
11.11.11!
And like the date reserved for many Germans to marry;
But all over the world are the works and words of love to move us on,
For, you are like the words so sweet to touch my lips!
And i will always remember you because, you were born on this day.
You came into this world 27 years ago in the land of survival! !
Naked to the world to respect your muse;
But, the joy of your birth had brought peace to your culture,
For, you have really made a mark to respect my muse.
You were born on the 11th of November 1984,
And today, you are 27 years olf to respect the muse of love;
But your first kiss came along like the works of peace,
Because, you waited for it for a very long time! !
And today, you are ready for marriage;
But, try to keep your virginity for the man of your heart.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Lover Of Poetry
Night, right, light, might, sight, slight, bright;
Far away from you with the words of love,
But, i am also very far ahead of the world in thinking.
Speed, feed, heed, weed, need, seed, creed;
And like the lover of sweet poetry,
But the clarity of your face satisfies my muse.
Flight, tight, bight, knight, fight, plight;
With works and the words of love,
But love is in the air with all that muses.
Greed, peed, reed, deed, dreed, teed;
Far away from home with the words of love,
But i am what i am today.
Tell, sell, fell, well, jell, quell, bell, cell, dell, ell, yell;
I am a lover of sweet poetry! !
And like the clarity in the eyes of your lover;
But, she is very far away from you.
Roof, proof, goof, hoof, spoof, woof;
She's very far away from me and i am in love,
But, my next four months in school will be dedicated to her.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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24 Hours Security
A boy's quarters,
On the outskirts of love to respect your muse;
But offering 24 hours security on your love is like,
The muse of the rainbow with beautiful flowers!
But i need my mind at peace to study your moves.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Y' In Your Name?
The divining rod which is searching for water
Looks like a Y if you remember.
With your Y in all your life you will be a searcher,
Going on with an open mind for something newer.
Some of you will search for some new wisdom,
Some just for a newer flower blossom,
Big or small search all brings something new,
Even if you just search constantly for your keys, a tool or a screw.
If you choose to search for spiritual wisdom,
Your life can change for an everlasting stardom.
So, choose wisely how to use your Y,
Search for something useful, not just asking aimlessly, why?
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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Ahinful
In the thick forest of my own village,
With the light from the moon to guide us on;
But, this valley is 12 feet wide! !
And like the muse of love in the land of many roses.
Stand, brand, and, strand, band, grand, land, Ireland;
And like the muse of love around a candle stand,
But this moon gives us light in the dark around this village.
Words!
Being with the muse of kindness;
Love!
Being with a child in this village;
Works!
Labouring in pain;
But near at hand to respect your muse! !
For, the light of the moon guides us on in this village.
Plan and scheme,
Hope and dreams,
Works and acts,
And, to secure a place! !
But, Ahinful my lover is still in the thick forest.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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But this is Miami, you can't come to Miami and not show any skin. You gotta show something. If you're all covered up in this heat, you're gonna make me pass out out just to look at you. It's sweaty in Miami-but the diamonds will keep me cool.
Lover Lover Lover
I asked my father,
I said, father change my name.
The one Im using now its covered up
With fear and filth and cowardice and shame.
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me,
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me.
He said, I locked you in this body,
I meant it as a kind of trial.
You can use it for a weapon,
Or to make some woman smile.
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me,
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me.
Then let me start again, I cried,
Please let me start again,
I want a face thats fair this time,
I want a spirit that is calm.
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me,
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me.
I never never turned aside, he said,
I never walked away.
It was you who built the temple,
It was you who covered up my face.
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me,
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me.
And may the spirit of this song,
May it rise up pure and free.
May it be a shield for you,
A shield against the enemy.
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me,
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me.
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me,
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me.
song performed by by Leonard Cohen
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Copies
Duplicate, triplicate, quadruplicate!
I still have the original message to you all;
For i have created three works to satisfy my muse.
My breasts are very small in size,
But you will love me for what i am;
And like making a woman pregnant at the right time,
However, this original message is for you only.
The words from a wise man's mouth are very precious!
And wisdom gives light to those who have it;
So keep the first 10 cents from your Dollar to the Creator,
And the second 10 cents to the Bank!
Then enjoy the rest on the days ahead of you;
For, i am at the Donkey Island with my love.
Copies!
With many of them in this world to respect my muse;
But i am a woman and i need love from you,
Because, i do have the original message to satisfy all the copies around!
And, at the end of the day, be very wise to understand my muse.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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A Fear Through Words
It is through fear I write this
Through fear I dare not speak these words
Or name the muse of who I pen them to
I hold a gentle and honest love to my heart
Such a love as yet untried and unknown
What good are my words when I cannot speak them
To my muse so beautiful so sweet, so divine
I fear I may lose them so completely
That I stay silent, bide my words so well
And watch with abject despair
My muse, object of my whole desire
Grow more distant with each passing day
And I fear I may lose all together
By speaking these words, these cursed words
I asked myself once, what I search for
Is it what I want or what I need in life
And there I saw my muse, a world of beauty
More than I could imagine or ask for
A gentle heart and loving nature
Those warm soothing eyes I look to
Do not see me as I would wish
I fear if they were to, see my innermost soul
My passion and my love for them
They would turn away and be lost completely
Which is why I write with fear
These words I dare not speak
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Moral Fiber!
true moral fiber...
is grounded in respect!
respect yourself!
respect the earth!
respect your neighbor!
(everyone is your neighbor)
respect the search for truth.
respect justice!
respect the rights of human beings
to be human beings!
respect the need of each and all!
living thus...
will not allow you to respect,
acts of injustice,
acts of ignorance,
acts of prejudice,
acts of greed!
be respect!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Looking In All The Wrong Places
'I went in search of a word from God.' Kevin Carney
A modern trend, the vain search,
age of information, wisdom of the world,
looking in all the wrong places;
“God gave knowledge and insight
in all writing and wisdom;
and Daniel himself had understanding
in all sorts of visions and dreams.” Daniel 1: 17.
Where would you seek a word from God?
Christ’s servant Paul declared
“my speech and what I preached
were not with persuasive words
or words of wisdom
but with a demonstration
of spirit and power,
that YOUR faith might be,
not in men’s wisdom
but in God’s power.” 1 Corinthians 2: 4-5.
Would you search for a word or ask God?
“So, if any one of YOU is lacking in wisdom,
let him keep on asking God,
for he gives generously to all
and without reproaching;
and it will be given him.
But let him keep on asking in faith,
not doubting at all, for he who doubts
is like a wave of the sea driven
by the wind and blown about.” James 1: 5-6.
Therefore ask in faith and you shall receive,
a promise from God, but doubt receive not. James 1: 7.
'I went in search of a word from God.' Kevin Carney
Yet if you will read the Bible, God's word,
from cover to cover, not a single word,
but a flood you will discover, God’s word.
Would you search for God’s word in the world?
It was Jesus who said “My kingdom
is no part of this world.” John 18: 36.
Paul said “For the wisdom of this world
is foolishness with God; for it is written:
“He catches the wise in their own cunning.” 1 Corinthians 3: 19.
I also went in search of God
but mostly I never left my house.
I read the Bible from cover to cover
after all it is the world’s best seller.
Every year globally the world’s best seller.
The first mass produced printed book ever.
Johannes Gutenberg’s,1452 -1455 masterpiece, movable type edition.
Bibles never since out of print; help complete; Christ’s sacred mission.
See also ‘Prime Search Locations’.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Repect The Struggle.....
Respect the struggle
Strive to prevail
Stop wondering
What’s fake or real
Respect the hustle
You can not fail
Get on your feet
Let your spirit set sail
Respect the hard times
For what they are worth
They teach us a lot
But they indeed do hurt
Respect the real
Ignore the fake
The fake will take
What you worked hard, to make
Respect the wise
For they kno wisdom
When they breathe no longer
Do not forget them
Respect the game
Even if you don’t win
You have to learn to lose
In order to win
Respect the dignity
That no one can take
Be strong
Sooo you won’t break
Respect the process
Of life it’s self
Whether poor or rich
Life is a gift
But when it get’s hard
It’s almost cursed
Respect the rewards
For working hard
But don’t let that
Taint who you are
Respect the struggle of
Life’s a bitter sweet curse
But you can turn that around
And make it a blessing in the works
That feels sooo good
It needs no words
My friend,
This is the end of my
Bitter sweet words
poem by Sumira Sarai Norris
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