Earthquake in Central Italy (L`Aquila, April 6,2009)
The earth- crust collides
The ground shakes
And those who sleep
awake with fright.
The earth opens her mouth
The buildings collapse
And those who are not
lucky enough are swallowed,
hidden and buried alive.
Who can predict nature
when it unleashes its
fury over humanity?
Fragile men and women are we
in absolute dependence
on God's mercy!
poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
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The Life Blood Of All Earth Life
nature and our planet
are special sacred holy
the life blood of all earth life...
when nature struggles humanity
struggles
when nature dies
humanity dies...
already industrial pollutants
diminish life quality
global warming super cell
unleashes disasters...
catastrophic Arctic ice melts
slow global
ocean currents
sea levels...
rising inundate coastal agriculture
eighty percent
of earth's mega cities
are sentenced will...
be swallowed under salt seas
rewriting destinies of countries
changing the shape of continents
swallowing low lying islands...
eating once familiar coastlines of the world
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Mother Earth And Sons
the child insistent
shakes the tree and so
the fruits fall on the ground
some not ripe though
and he does not
eat it
what a waste
but mother never says
a word
the child grows
spoiled as mother is
tolerant
the man remains a
child and mothers get old
he shakes the world
mother earth now
as silent as mothers are
the earth shakes
and all the children are buried
under the cracks
the fire within
like hell burns
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My Home Remains Sky
I will not return to earth
Once on the earth and the earth turned me down, only briefly with
I went back to the sky, I'm in heaven where my original
In the sky more beautiful in the sky over calm
Actually I had stayed at home on earth
Even now I miss her
But on earth I could scarcely recognize the permanence
So I'm just one or two times to the earth
I am the son of heaven who loves the sky
High and difficult to reach, or do not think anyone
After the sky I'm difficult and not easy to come back to earth
Only the rain was the tears that tell of the earth
Echoed devastated what is on earth
And I will continue in the sky
Before there was earth is really for me
Earth friendly and beautiful for me
So that's what eternity will tell their own
And we both lost in eternity swallow
Silence swallowed, swallowed by the beauty
Swallowed by time, into the night and day
Swallowed by love and affection both of us forever
poem by Irvan Hermawan Saichu
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Early Works - Volcano
The earth shakes and trembles
breaking the crust wide
bringing terror to thousands
as it swallows them alive.
Then roars like a thousand elephants
all trumpeting as one
as it rises like a mountain
to meet the rising sun.
Then with the force and fury,
no man could imitate
its inner blood boils over
in the form of a river of hate.
Running like a river of blood
destroying everything it its path.
It is something everymen should know
a volcano and its wrath.
Date Written Unknown
poem by David Harris
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Tonight I Sleep With Mother Earth
Seventy more years must pass,
To plus these ones gone past,
My eyelids, before they may close
Before Mother Earth opens up her core
To take my body in once more,
Before I sleep with Mother Earth.
Before I sleep with Mother Earth,
My castles strewn across the sky
Shall come down to the earth,
And grow up to scrape the sky.
Before I sleep with Mother Earth,
Life shall answer all questions posed,
I shall plaster all precious stones
Around my name, in umeasured fold.
Before I sleep with Mother Earth.
I shall grow tall and strong like a giant,
I shall be elephated from ant to elephant.
Before I sleep with Mother Earth,
All ears that hear must hear,
And those that can't must read,
And those that can't must feed,
Ingest by all means, the words that I speak.
Before I sleep with Mother Earth,
I must sleep with Success,
From that whore, I shall receive suck-sex
A crowned head, I'll not settle for any less.
I shall drink from the brooks of plenty,
I shall autograph the books of many.
Before I sleep with Mother Earth,
All my toils shall be brought to boil,
My labour shall bring forth fruit,
Truth and Life shall birth through me, Poetry
All my impregnations shall get expression,
I shall pour out my soul upon all flesh,
And still erect, I shall come, into Mother Earth.
Then I shall say:
'Seventy more years have gone past,
Many more tears have flushed past,
My eyelids, and now they may close,
As Mother Earth opens up her core,
For the time has come, as I said afore,
Tonight I sleep wiith Mother Earth.'
poem by Joba Akinola
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To Be Alive
Anderson/squire/howe/white/sherwood/khoroshev
Not a lot is missing
Every ounce of treasure found
And i believe that everyone should get what
They're allowed
Suspected of belief that comes suspended
In a sound
And everybody wants some
It's the sound they make in heaven
It's a sound for here on earth
I've heard it in the whispering
Of the wonders that we search
We've waited far too long
To hear the healing of the stars
'n' everybody wants some
Everybody wants some
Everybody wants some
Everybody wants some
Everybody wants some
To feel alive
Oh - does it get much better than this
Oh - does it get much better, much better
Oh - does it get much better than this, than this
There's the sound that keeps you trying
There's the sound that makes you smile
There's a sound in every corner
Of the world that we survive
Your temple is the harmony
You feel the sacred ground
Just wishing for the secret
To appear within the sound
Watching for the morning star
The rhythm of the sun
I hear it in my waking dreams
The singing has begun
The passion that we walk upon
The passion that we bring
Is written for the mountains
They love to hear us sing
Everybody wants some
Everybody wants some
Everybody wants some
Everybody wants some
To feel alive
Oh - doesn't get much better than this
Oh - doesn't get much better than this, than this
Who made me make believe
I'm alive i'm living
Never underestimate
The signals coming to you
Oh
The sounding of the earth
It shakes you, yes it shakes you
Oh
The sounding of the earth
It shakes you, let it shake you
Hep yadda
song performed by by Yes
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To Be Alive
Anderson/squire/howe/white/sherwood/khoroshev
Not a lot is missing
Every ounce of treasure found
And i believe that everyone should get what
They're allowed
Suspected of belief that comes suspended
In a sound
And everybody wants some
It's the sound they make in heaven
It's a sound for here on earth
I've heard it in the whispering
Of the wonders that we search
We've waited far too long
To hear the healing of the stars
'n' everybody wants some
Everybody wants some
Everybody wants some
Everybody wants some
Everybody wants some
To feel alive
Oh - does it get much better than this
Oh - does it get much better, much better
Oh - does it get much better than this, than this
There's the sound that keeps you trying
There's the sound that makes you smile
There's a sound in every corner
Of the world that we survive
Your temple is the harmony
You feel the sacred ground
Just wishing for the secret
To appear within the sound
Watching for the morning star
The rhythm of the sun
I hear it in my waking dreams
The singing has begun
The passion that we walk upon
The passion that we bring
Is written for the mountains
They love to hear us sing
Everybody wants some
Everybody wants some
Everybody wants some
Everybody wants some
To feel alive
Oh - doesn't get much better than this
Oh - doesn't get much better than this, than this
Who made me make believe
I'm alive i'm living
Never underestimate
The signals coming to you
Oh
The sounding of the earth
It shakes you, yes it shakes you
Oh
The sounding of the earth
It shakes you, let it shake you
Hep yadda
song performed by by Yes
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Fragment I
I round the threshold wandering here,
Vainly the tempest and the rain invoke,
That they may keep my lady prisoner.
And yet the wind was howling in the woods,
The roving thunder bellowing in the clouds,
Before the dawn had risen in the sky.
O ye dear clouds! O heaven! O earth! O trees!
My lady goes! Have mercy, if on earth
Unhappy lovers ever mercy find!
Awake, ye whirlwinds! storm-charged clouds, awake,
O'erwhelm me with your floods, until the sun
To other lands brings back the light of day!
Heaven opens; the wind falls; the grass, the leaves
Are motionless, around; the dazzling sun
In my tear-laden eyes remorseless shines.
poem by Count Giacomo Leopardi
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You can't force a thing to grow. You can't interfere with it. It's all hidden. It's all unseen. You just gotta wait til it pops up out of the ground. Tiny little shoot. Tiny little white shoot. All hairy and fragile. Strong enough. Strong enough to break the earth even. It's a miracle.
Sam Shepard in Buried Child
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Natural Disasters
When the earth quacks,
and the forest shakes,
the animals run and cower
But when it's all over the earth
is covered in dead trees and leaves,
We can't help it, its nature wild and crazy.
Where ever we go it will be something.
But pollution is killing it destroying it,
and soon it will be gone,
And people will feel
like they did something wrong,
But there is a solution to the pollution,
It is a challenge that we will all have
to take so be awake and be ready
poem by Jacob Gifford
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Never-ending Story
Armies have conquered
And fallen in the end
Kingdoms have risen
Then buried by sand
The Earth is our mother
She gives and she takes
She puts us to sleep and
In her light we'll awake
We'll all be forgotten
There's no endless fame
But everything we do
Is never in vain
We're part of a story
song performed by by Within Temptation from Mother Earth
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter XCVIII: Absolutely Relative
Expensive is absolute, cheap is relative
Far is absolute, near is relative
Ugly is absolute, beauty is relative
Weird is absolute, crazy is relative
Stubborn is absolute, brave is relative
Stupid is absolute, smart is relative
Weak is absolute, strong is relative
Old is absolute, mature is relative
Lose is absolute, win is relative
Rich is absolute, poor is relative
Sad is absolute, happy is relative
Misfortune is absolute, lucky is relative
Safe is absolute, fear is relative
Love is absolute, hate is relative
Important is absolute, forgotten is relative
Easy is absolute, difficult is relative
Wrong is absolute, right is relative
Bad is absolute, good is relative
Lie is absolute, truth is relative
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Rescued Chile Miners, A Miracle of Faith
From August 5 to October 13
in the year of our Lord 2010
69 days you were held in prison
down deep in earth's dungeon.
69 days of stolen rays of
the sun and stolen valleys of rest
33 miners you were buried alive
in earth's seven hundred meters-deep.
Who could have imagined
finding you alive and still
with your spirits up high?
Who could have imagined
that the tears of your loved ones
and those of your countrymen
could be changed to the cymbals
of dancing and rejoicing?
But yes, on the ground where
you were buried alive, you raised
your eyes to your Mighty Creator
And in the camping sites
of your loved ones, persistent prayers
were raised to the heavenly door.
And among your politicians
and engineered men and women
a solidarity plan to rescue you were
conceived in sleepless days and nights.
Here is your story, Chileans,
a miracle of faith in our time!
And the world claps her hands
because the weeping is changed into
an overflow of tears of rejoicing
on this great mountain of joy.
poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
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The Chronicles of Nostalgia Part 3 Fraility of the Mind
Fragile in nature, for some torn by angst
of thought that I have known taints
Many... many also never show collapse
Of their mind as it slips away
Now how fey
Just my memories and thoughts kill
Me, they're the ones which fill
My heart and mind and cause it all to spill
on the ground yet to you...
I seem like you too
And alive, ... although I might say
We are alike in that we are waling zombies
For our minds are frail and therefor I find
It hard to belvie you have an intact mind
poem by David Knox
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You Hear Nature's Voice
You hear Nature's voice in the river that ever flows on towards the sea
A voice destined to live forever that has lived for untold centuries
From the foothills of the high country it babbles downhill night and day
By groves and by ditches and hedgerows to saltwater it winds it's way.
You hear Nature's voice in her birdsong their music carrying in the breeze
The sounds that the freshening winds make rustling in the leaves of the trees
Some of the happier sounds of Nature though to Nature there's another side
When Nature she shouts out her anger all others from her seek a safe place to hide.
When Nature she grows very angry the fear of the World is in her cry
She shakes the Earth flattens great buildings she roars and her lightning flashes in the sky
She crackles when her forests burn leaving blackness and smoke everywhere
With the power of Nature in a fury none other can hope to compare.
You hear Nature's voice in all Seasons Winter, Spring and Summer and Fall
And you hear Nature's voice in the night-time when her nocturnal creatures do call
Nature's voice will live on forever 'tis something not destined to die
As Nature herself does not have a time span as such are for mortals such as I.
poem by Francis Duggan
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The Crust Broke
While she lay the crust broke and we cherished,
Then we perished as if an earthquake shattered the ground.
Indeed the shivering of the layers beneath looked right,
But coldness and hotness were the opposites.
Shut were our mouths from all of the shards
In the air and atmosphere, in the sky of blueness.
Lying on the ground is mostly fortunate and benign,
But devils are unchained and wreak havoc
Through the earth and clay of our life.
The crust today has broken as she lay,
Lying on the ground is usually gladdening.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Find The Cost Of Freedom
Daylight again, following me to bed
I think about a hundred years ago, how my fathers bled
I think I see a valley, covered with bones in blue
All the brave soldiers that cannot get older been askin' after
you
Hear the past a callin', from Ar- -megeddon's side
When everyone's talkin' and noone is listenin', how can we
decide?
(Do we) find the cost of freedom, buried in the ground
Mother earth will swallow you, lay your body down
Find the cost of freedom, buried in the ground
Mother earth will swallow you, lay your body down
(Find the cost of freedom buried in the ground)
song performed by by Styx
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Heartbeats for Japan
What words to say
What verses to write
when watching the earthquake
and tsunami, casting their fury
over the House of the Rising Sun?
Who can measure fear
when watching death
before one's eyes?
Who can measure tears
shed upon those who die?
Who can bring back
lives and treasures
long time laboured
which simply disappear
at a wink of an eye?
Fragile humans are we
who by nature's fury
are like crumpled papers
and floating debris
on the earth's open sea.
___________________
poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
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That Earthquake (A Dream)
the whole building
went down the ground
the earth cave in like a
big mouth
and swallowed
the whole of it
i worry about you
who is inside
that room
alone,
i trust you
and God
then minutes later
you come out of that mess
casually
dusting off your feet
walking down the
pathway towards the house
whistling.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Where Does God Live?
The earth sings a song to me
So I can listen and hope to be
One who cares about each new flower
That graces the ground it grows upon
And comes alive with each new dawn?
The earth speaks a poem to me
So I can listen expectantly
For the words that give the earth its praise
As it tries its best to provide for us all
Through winter, spring, summer and fall?
The earth paints a picture for me
So I can see its colors vibrantly?
For the majestic sights that come alive
Capture the grandeur of artistic delight,
So I can never forget what was in my sight.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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