Closing The Blinds
little dirty faced boy
in the parking lot
in the rain...
no coat, no shoes...
hiding behind cars,
playing with his
imaginary friend...
the old woman at
the window shakes
her head...
'somebody oughta
do something
about that boy...'
closing her blinds,
she pours another
cup of coffee,
and sits down
to read her Bible.
poem by Eric Cockrell
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My imaginary friend
My imaginary friend
Has got brown eyes
And brown hair
My imaginary friend
Is as cuddly
As polo bear
My imaginary friend
Is playful and kind
My imaginary friend
Has got a big mind
My imaginary friend
Is complete with care
My imaginary friend
Knows how to share
My imaginary friend
Is my sweetheart
My imaginary friend
Likes so much art
My imaginary friend
Is really fun
The truth is
I don’t have imaginary friend
All of this is my mum
M.Reka 2006
poem by Marinela Reka
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He Oughta Know That By Now
I guess he's working late again
I don't need to wonder where he is
But I do
He oughta know that by now
I know his work takes a lot of him
There's not much left for him to give
But I need more
He oughta know that by now
time
It's just too hard to hold on to what's never around
He oughta know that by now
He used to promise soon things would change
It's been years and it's still the same
And that hurts
He oughta know that by now
I've grown so used to being alone
Couldn't be much worse if I were gone
And in a way I am
He oughta know that by now
time
It's just too hard to hold on to what is never around
He oughta know that by now
Heart ache and coffee at midnight motels
Leaving him was hard as hell
But I did
And he oughta know that by now
I didn't try to explain
No goodbye underneath my ring
That was all I left
He oughta know that by now
That was all I left
And he oughta know that by now
song performed by by Lee Ann Womack
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Ragged Dirty
1. lord, Im broke, Im hungry, ragged and dirty too,
Broke and hungry, ragged and dirty too.
If I clean up, sweet momma, can I stay all night with you?
2. lord, I went to my window, babe, I couldnt see through my blinds,
Went to my window, babe, I couldnt see through my blinds,
Heard my best friend a-comin and I thought I heard my baby cry.
3. lord, if I cant come in here, baby, then just let me sit down in your door,
If I cant come in here, baby, then just let me sit down in your door,
And I would leave so soon that your man wont never know.
4. how can I live here, baby, lord, and feel at ease?
How can I live here, baby, lord, and feel at ease?
Well, that woman I got, man, she does just what she feels.
5. lord, you shouldnt mistreat me, baby, because Im young and wild,
Shouldnt mistreat me, baby, because Im young and wild.
You must always remember, baby, you was once a child.
6. cause Im leaving in the morning, if I have to ride the blinds,
Leaving in the morning, if I have to ride the blinds.
Well, I been mistreated and I swear I dont mind dyin
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Ragged & Dirty
1. lord, i'm broke, i'm hungry, ragged and dirty too,
Broke and hungry, ragged and dirty too.
If i clean up, sweet momma, can i stay all night with you?
2. lord, i went to my window, babe, i couldn't see through my blinds,
Went to my window, babe, i couldn't see through my blinds,
Heard my best friend a-comin' and i thought i heard my baby cry.
3. lord, if i can't come in here, baby, then just let me sit down in your door,
If i can't come in here, baby, then just let me sit down in your door,
And i would leave so soon that your man won't never know.
4. how can i live here, baby, lord, and feel at ease?
How can i live here, baby, lord, and feel at ease?
Well, that woman i got, man, she does just what she feels.
5. lord, you shouldn't mistreat me, baby, because i'm young and wild,
Shouldn't mistreat me, baby, because i'm young and wild.
You must always remember, baby, you was once a child.
6. 'cause i'm leaving in the morning, if i have to ride the blinds,
Leaving in the morning, if i have to ride the blinds.
Well, i been mistreated and i swear i don't mind dyin'
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Two Faced Woman
Miles from home
So many things go round
So far - the fight in me so strong
Years of pain
Ive suffered all the same
Today - I know I will be near
You talk about romance
You blew your only chance
cause youre a two faced woman
But Im a three faced man
cause youre a two faced woman
I got a hangmans hand
Dirty tricks
I found out just in time
Enough - dont dare to cross the line
You - you fooled around
I found a way out
The tables turned - your bridges burned
You talk about romance
You blew your only chance
cause youre a two faced woman
But Im a three faced man
cause youre a two faced woman
I got a hangmans hand
cause youre a two faced woman
But Im a three faced man
cause youre a two faced woman
Youll live in nightmare land
Payback time - spin the dime
The balance overdue
Payback time - take a hike
You broke the golden rule
cause youre a two faced woman
But Im a three faced man
cause youre a two faced woman
I got a hangmans hand
cause youre a two faced woman
But Im a three faced man
cause youre a two faced woman
Youll live in nightmare land
song performed by by U. D. O.
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That Unhappy Woman
that is the window
a woman is unhappy and she is always
closing and opening
that window and people keep on looking
figuring out why that window
is unhappy
and they are all happy about the
proclaimed unhappiness of the other
that woman that window
not this woman not this window
not my woman not my window
always looking out somewhere
except this writer
this piece
this one not this one
that one over there not me but her
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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You... Now!
you are... now,
the small fire built
'neath a tree in the rain,
the song of the whipporwill.
the dirty faced little girl
playing down in the barn,
the milk cow butchered
to face the winter.
the gurgle of the stream,
the whisper of branches bare.
the taste of blood
on the tip of the tongue.
the yelp of love,
the stink of hunger.
the cup held out,
and the hand that pours.
the howl of the wind,
the arch of the back.
the mouth of desire,
and the holy whore.
the long far echo
of the heart's screaming beat.
the soft falling rain,
the prayer, unanswered!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Government Owned!
she bought a bag
of cheap coffee,
a quart of milk,
and a box of pads...
bundled up in her Goodwill coat,
walked back across the parking lot,
and up the street with
tears in her eyes.
she knew the baby was crying,
and her old man sitting
there staring blankly
out the window at the world...
wondering where in the hell
he could scuff a few bucks.
just coffee and milk, and
trying to heat the apartment
with the kitchen stove...
too young to have lived,
to live on the memories
of a childhood long gone!
two more weeks till her check,
and nothing in her pockets.
the food stamps long gone,
and nothing on her table!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Song of Karen, the Dancing Child
(O little white feet of mine)
Out in the storm and the rain you fly;
(Red, red shoes the colour of wine)
Can the children hear my cry?
(O little white feet of mine)
Never a child in the whole great town;
(Red, red shoes the colour of wine)
Lights out and the blinds pulled down.
(O little white feet of mine)
Never a light on a window pane,
(Red, red shoes the colour of wine)
And the wild wet cry of the rain.
(O little white feet of mine)
Shall I never again be still?
(Red, red shoes the colour of wine)
And away over valley and hill.
(O little white feet of mine)
Children, children, open the door!
(Red, red shoes the colour of wine)
And the wind shrieks Nevermore.
poem by Katherine Mansfield
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Shiny Cage
Hiding faces turning pages
Still they read and read
Double deckers full of smokers
Look whos gone to seed
Well the suns getting higher
Think Ill take a flyer
The thought of its causing me pain
Ooh! shiny cage
Talk a walk under the subway
See an old school chum
Window shopping for a short while
Then well have some fun
Well the shops closing early
Everywheres deserted
Hello and down comes the rain
Oooh! shiny cage
Well do the town tonight
I know some girls then stop off for a bite
No strings to tie my kite
Well living for the night
No way to spend a life -- ooh!
song performed by by Xtc
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Yellow Cat
This song was first released on the rhymes and reasons album. it is the only album it has been released on.
Its late december the new years never coming
Time passes slowly in a two room walk up flat
The sun is silent
As a cold rain gonna come on
No one to talk to
But my ladys yellow cat
Rain drops talling on the flowers
In the window box
Plastic roses that I planted yesterday
I didnt think it does too soon
But there all withered now
Seems like everything I touch
Turns out that way
Well I guess I just go walking
The cats no good tor talkinto
He r dont know what Im saying
And the rain is always
Playing on my mind
On my mind
Street lights driring through the blinds
That cover window panes
Blending soflly with the bare lights over head
Then together
They run swiflly through my memory
And every image ot a strange and empty bed
Words and music by fromholz
song performed by by John Denver
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The Poet And His Books
on that day
pain comes
for you failed to pay the rent
of your room
and so they take away everything inside
and lock the room
it is a pitiful situation
but you never cry
silently you take away your possessions
towards the road
as you wait for a ride
your overused toothbrush
your Colgate toothpaste
your red slippers
dirty jeans and off-white shirts
some collections of poems
and secondhand books
and then the rain pours
suddenly
you try to cover the books with
your dirty clothes
but the rain pours mad and heavy
and everything gets wet
this time
a flood of tears rush from your eyes
the pain has become
unbearable
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Does Not Apply To Them
Sometimes I wonder
if some drivers can read or not
when it comes to parking in a parking lot.
They ignore the one way system,
the entrance and exits signs
when they want to park their posh new cars.
If you point out their mistake,
they become quite indignant
as if that does not apply to them.
They feel they have the right
to do just as they please
and use the exit instead of the entrance
forgetting everyone else
who may have been
in front of them in the queue.
4 November 2009
poem by David Harris
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The Circle
Saturday afternoon the sunshine pours like wine through your window
But I know golden june can turn an empty grey against your window
And I feel like Im on the outside of a circle-
If I walk by the trees Ill catch the falling leaves if the wind blows
But I know all this means is whiling on the hours watching side-shows
Will I turn my coat to the rain I dont know
But Im going somewhere I can warm my bones
Fare you well Ill carry me away
And sing for those I know upon their birthdays.
song performed by by Ocean Colour Scene
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Requiem for a rainy day
In stripes the drops splatter against the window
while others join them in a rainstorm,
the blue white of a thunder flash
that falls instantaneously
stays brightly caught on the inner eye
while some drops are still hanging.
On such a drizzly day,
it is said that my dad
was carried to his grave,
with the wind
drawing on mothers black veil
cypresses whipping to and thro
and tears were pouring down,
while the pastor read again
from the Bible and prayed,
people said their last words,
lying rose petals down during the rain,
but in my memory (that of a three year old child) ,
I remember it as a sunny day
on which black cars in a procession
parked just behind our house,
with people with shining shoes
walking on the dirt road
to where the cemetery
was situated across from the house.
With every rain shower
the one side of that grave
now wants to cave in still further
with the branches of the tree that was planted
thoughtlessly on mother’s place fluttering.
[Reference: Requiem vir ‘n reëndag (Requiem for a rainy day) by H.J. Pieterse.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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An Old Raincoat Wont Ever Let You Down
(rod stewart)
Did you ever stand and shiver while looking at a freezing river
Have you froze to the bone with just a coat to keep you warm
To keep you from a howlin wind to keep you from a howlin windnow listen
Have you perished in the drizzling rain
Tried to light ... a lift but all in vainwith your sock on your head
And that old coat on your backto keep you from the drizzlin rain
Oh to keep you from the drizzlin raingoodbyeone more time
Did you sleep in a graveyard when it snowedlaid your head on a .....
With the times on your face and that old coat on your back
That kept you from a-withering away good god
It just kept you from a-withering awayi know
And did you ride a lift on a steam trainnow listen
Had the misfortune not to pay your farethrown off the next stop
Thrown in the doorway of a shopwith that coat to keep you from the wind
Oh that old school coat to keep you from the windand that aint all
Have you had some good friends on the road with ya
Whod stand by you through thick and thinheres to kevin and ben, susie and len
And that coat which never lets you downit never, never, never lets you down
It never, never, never lets you downthat old coat which never lets you down
That old coat which never lets you down kept me from the drizzlin rain
And oh, kept me from the drizzlin rain
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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You Oughta Be Home With Me
Everybody's here spinin the bottle
Everybody dance,dance,dance
And you walk in with your new friend
Well my friend, have I lost again
Cause I know pretty baby
You oughta be home with me
Yes I know pretty women
You oughta be home with me
Well you can love the one you're with
But you can love the one you oughta be with
And tonight pretty baby
You oughta be home with me
You been looking at me tryin to hide it
You smile so sweet
As you dance bye with you new friend
Can't you see its killing me
Cause I know pretty baby
You oughta be home with me
Yes I know pretty women
You oughta be home with me
Well you can love the one your with
But you could love the one you oughta be with
And tonight pretty baby
You oughta be home with me
You oughta be home with me
Yes I know pretty baby
You oughta be home with me
Yes I know pretty baby
You oughta be home with me
Yes I know pretty women
You oughta be home with me
Yes I know pretty women
You oughta be home with me
Yes I know pretty baby
You oughta be home with me
Yea I know pretty baby
You oughta be home with me
Yes I know pretty women
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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Shore Leave Ornithology
Slacks, coffee trend
I could have been in the us navy
Flapping grey, coffee smoke
I could have been in another nineteen-fifty
Where the hell were you?
Rough stencil, print music
Cardboard, cardboard, cardboard, cardboard, cardboard coffee
Saxophone mention barbers, n.y.
The cigarette was burning, the flat shoes
Stool
Bongo, coffee, don't mention that black man
The leather-coat was his
Where was she?
Could have been in the us navy
Flow beating air, table-top, shoulder slung
Shore leave, no sailors here
Cardboard, cardboard, cardboard, cardboard
Liquor slacks twisting
The cigarette was burning
The flat shoes, the flat shoes, the flat shoes
Bird, bird, bird, bird
I could have been in another nineteen-fifty
Bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird
Bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird
I could have been in another nineteen-fifty
Bird, bird, bird
song performed by by Xtc
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Coat Of Many Colors
(dolly parton)
Back through the years I go wondering once again
Back to the seasons of my youth
I recall a box of rags that someone gave us
And how my mamma put these rags to use
There were rags of many colours, and every piece was small
And I didnt have a coat and it was way down in the fall
Mamma sewed the rags together, sewing ever piece with love
She made my coat of many colours, that I was so proud of
As she sewed she told the story from the Bible she had read
About a coat of many colours, joseph wore and they she said
Perhaps this coat will bring you, much love and happiness
And I just couldnt wait to wear it, and mamma blessed it with a kiss
My coat of many colours that mamma made for me
Made only rags, but I wore it so proudly
Although we had no money. oh I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many colours, my mamma made for me
So with patches on my breaches and holes in both my shoes
In my coat of many colours, I hurried off to school
Just to find the others laughing and makin fun of me
In my coat of many colours, my mamma made for me
Oh, I couldnt understand it, for I felt I was rich
And I told them of the love my mamma sewed in ever stitch
And I told them all the story, mamma told me while she sewed
And how my coat of many colours is worth more than all of their clothes
They didnt under stand it and I tried to make them see
That one is only poor only if they choose to be
Now I know we have no money, but Im as rich as I could be
In my coat of many colours, my mamma made for me
In my coat of many colours, my mamma just made for me
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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London Town
Walking down the sidewalk one purple afternoon,
I was accosted by a barker playing a simple tune upon his flute.
Toottoottoottoot.
Silver rain was falling down
Upon the dirty ground of london town.
People pass me by on my imaginary street,
Ordinary people its impossible to meet,
Holding conversations that are always incomplete.
Well I dont know.
Oh, where are there places to go?
Someone, somewhere has to know.
Idont know.
Out of work again,the actor entertains his wife
With the same old stories of his ordinary life.
Maybe he exaggerates the trouble and the strife.
Well, I dont know.
Oh, where are there places to go?
Someone, somewhere has to know.
Crawling down the pavement on a sunday afternoon,
I was arrested by a rozzer
Wearing a pink balloon about his foot.
Toot toot toot toot.
Silver rain was falling down
Upon the dirty ground of london town.
Someone, somewhere has to know.
Silver rain was falling down
Upon the dirty ground of london town.
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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