Older...
they call it getting older,
i call it rust!
or maybe autumn leaves,
and the promise of snow.
an avalanche in slow motion,
a door that creaks when closed.
a latch on the bedroom window,
ashes that smolder with hope.
a tree fallen across the path,
the old car that turns over,
but wont start.
the plow crusted with dried earth,
the hammer on the shelf.
you and i...
nothing forgotten!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Leaves of Glory
Through fallen leaves of glory on a fog-drenched path
She stands above them with everything she has
Living before the smolder of her own ashes
And desperately trying to be the one who surpasses
Sometimes she falls behind, sometimes it wears on her mind
But someday she will find the way to cross those lines
She will rise from her ashes like a phoenix reborn
Soaring above the trees who dropp their leaves of glory, and so stand torn
Sometimes she fails to look forward and glances behind
The pangs of regret try to fog her mind
But she's too strong to let them go
She holds on as fallen leaves crush beneath her toes
'Cause this girl is a flourishing rose
And above fallen petals of glory, she will always grow
poem by Frankie Renae
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The Plow
Outside my window the snow is white,
a winter mist I see so bright.
I hear through chrystals snow on snow,
a distant engine of a plow.
The chrystals falling from the sky,
in a way which I can’t tell you why
On the ground there is heavy snow
the plow is getting nearer now
The window sticks just like a stamp
against my fingers, cold and damp.
I see the sight of untouched snow,
I see the fountain of the plow.
The plow went by ten minutes ago
back is now a usable road
I hear through chrystals, snow on snow;
the distant engine of the plow
poem by Espen Øye Bjørkvold
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Hammer To Fall
Words and music by brian may
Here we stand or here we fall
History wont care at all
Make the bed light the light
Lady mercy wont be home tonight yeah
You dont waste no time at all
Dont hear the bell but you answer the call
It comes to you as to us all
Were just waiting
For the hammer to fall
Oh evry night and every day
A little piece of you is falling away
But lift your face the western way
Build your muscles as your body decays yeah
Toe your line and play their game yeah
Let the anaesthetic cover it all
Till one day they call your name
You know its time for the hammer to fall
Rich or poor or famous
For your truth its all the same (oh no oh no)
Lock your door the rain is pouring
Through your window pane (oh no)
Baby now your struggles all in vain
For we who grew up tall and proud
In the shadow of the mushroom cloud
Convinced our voices cant be heard
We just wanna scream it louder and louder louder
What the hell we fighting for?
Just surrender and it wont hurt at all
You just got time to say your prayers
While your waiting for the hammer to hammer to fall
Its gonna fall
Hammer..you know..hammer to fall
Waiting for the hammer to fall now baby
While youre waiting for the hammer to fall
Give it to me one more time
song performed by by Queen
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Broken Glass
broken glass,
autumn chill,
the spoon tarnished...
with time.
an old lid turned up,
half filled, half empty,
wearing a spider's web,
and time earned rust.
a dog barks, a truck
goes by....
an old mattress
on the bed...
a baby's born
in a rundown trailer,
an old woman dies
alone in her chair.
life turns, the hands
of the clock sharp....
cut the fingers
at the touch....
the untamed heart,
on the unknown path,
fallen leaves left
by the door!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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London Interior
Autumn is in the air,
The children are playing everywhere.
One dare not open this old door too wide;
It is so dark inside.
The hall smells of dust;
A narrow squirt of sunlight enters high,
Cold, yellow.
The floor creaks, and I hear a sigh,
Rise in the gloom and die.
Through the hall, far away,
I just can see
The dingy garden with its wall and tree.
A yellow cat is sitting on the wall
Blinking toward the leaves that fall.
And now I hear a woman call
Some child from play.
Then all is still. Time must go
Ticking slow, glooming slow.
The evening will turn grey.
It is sad in London after two.
All, all the afternoon
What can old men, old women do?
It is sad in London when the gloom
Thickens, like wool,
In the corners of the room;
The sky is shot with steel,
Shot with blue.
The bells ring the slow time;
The chairs creak, the hours climb;
The sunlight lays a streak upon the floor.
poem by Harold Monro
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Push Me Shove Me
Motion always seemed to me
The way I ought to go
No one now gets in my way
I wont let my heartache show
The same situation
Wont bring me down no more
I get on without you now
I dont need your help for sure
Push me (push me) shove me
I dont call that love me
Call that over
There was once a time
When I would fall for all your lies
No I know the game you play
I see it clear there in your eyes
You cant cry inside me
I wont let you in my heart
I can walk out on my own
Its high time we moved apart
Push me (push me) shove me (push me)
I dont call that love me
Push me (push me) shove me (push me)
I dont call that love me
Call that over
You say talk it out
I say its all one big mistake
Cut so deep, its hard
And its the chance I have to take
I dont need to follow
I want a base love on my own
Motion or emotion
From now on thats how it goes
Push me (push me) shove me
I dont call that love me
Call that over
Push me (push me) shove me
I dont call that love me
Call that over
song performed by by Erasure
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Hope & Pray
I see the headlights
Shining on the wall
It seems Ive got a visitor
Who is kind enough to call
And I hope and I pray, everyday
I hope and I pray its you.
I thought I heard some footsteps
On the floor
And tell me am I dreaming
Or is it someone at the door
cos I hope and I pray
Everyday
I hope and pray, its you
Autumn turns to winter
And winter turns to spring
I only know the passing of the days
And if you were to ask me
About the meaning of my life
It kind of lost its meaning
On the day you went away
You know that when it comes
To matters of the heart
I thought I had it covered
But its tearing me apart
And I hope and I pray
Everyday
I hope and I pray, its you.
Autumn turns to winter
And winter turns to spring
The summer sun still lingers
In my head
If it wasnt for the letters
That you wrote me from the heart
Id sometime wonder baby
If I dreamed it all instead
You see Ive got to feel your hand
Upon my face
I need to get the calling
To rejoin the human race
And I hope and I pray
Every day
I hope and I pray, its you.
song performed by by Moody Blues
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George Edmunds' Song
Autumn leaves, autumn leaves, lie strewn around he here;
Autumn leaves, autumn leaves, how sad, how cold, how drear!
How like the hopes of childhood's day,
Thick clust'ring on the bough!
How like those hopes in their decay-
How faded are they now!
Autumn leaves, autumn leaves, lie strewn around me here;
Autumn leaves, autumn leaves, how sad, how cold, how drear!
Wither'd leaves, wither'd leaves, that fly before the gale:
Withered leaves, withered leaves, ye tell a mournful tale,
Of love once true, and friends once kind,
And happy moments fled:
Dispersed by every breath of wind,
Forgotten, changed, or dead!
Autumn leaves, autumn leaves, lie strewn around me here!
Autumn leaves, autumn leaves, how sad, how cold, how drear!
poem by Charles Dickens
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You & A Promise
She was nervous, she was late
She left it up to fate
Stading at a phone
And she knows what she wants
And she came here to take it
How perfect it could be
You and me
And she met him at the door
"I don't want you anymore"
"Remember what you said?"
You and a promise...
You and a promise...
You...
Turned and he didn't wait
He walked right thru the gate
So gald to be alone
And he knows who to call
"I'll always be there for you,
call me anytime"
"I don't mean to offend,
the voice on the other end
is a stranger to me"
You and a promise...
You and a promise...
You...
And they say to themselves
And they say to themselves
How could I ever let this happen
You and a promise...
You and a promise...
You...
song performed by by Howie Day
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Call On Me
Call on me
Whenever you feel freaky
Im all you need
So come on, come see me
Call on me
Whenever you feel freaky
Im all you need
So come on, come see me
On the phone you sure talk a good game
Say Ill be callin out your name
Well I shouldnt be the one to blame
When I proceed to knock it straight up out the frame
We got the tanquery the oj the lingerie
Dirty movies, I brung the treats
Youre so sexy I know your horney
And your wanting me so just...
Call on me
Whenever you feel freaky
Im all you need
So come on, come see me
Call on me
Whenever you feel freaky
Im all you need
So come on, come see me
At your house Im so aroused
I want it now
Now Im buzzin
We start touchin
Weve been toastin and jokin
Ive chosen to get you open
Bedroom, bedroom, backyard,
(anywhere you wanna be) on the car,
Your garage, against the wall, in the hall
Whod a thought wed so it all (I know you will call because)
Call on me
Whenever you feel freaky
Im all you need
So come on, come see me
Call on me
Whenever you feel freaky
Im all you need
So come on, come see me
No surprises by the time
The sun rises Ill be gone
Let the memories be a lullaby anytime
Youre all alone
Just pick up the phone and call on me
Call on me
If your all alone all you gotta do is
Call on me
When the kids are gone and you need someone you can
Call on me
Theres no need to be alone baby you can pick up the phone
Call on me
When your sittin there and you need something and you know what it is (yeah baby)
Call on me
I care, Im right here waiting on you, Ill be right there with you
Call on me
Anything you need Ill be your mr. serve you up...
song performed by by Next
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Let It Grow
Morning comes, she follows the path to the river shore,
Lightly sung, her song is the latch on the mornings door.
See the sun sparkle in the reeds, silver beads, pass into the sea.
She comes from a town where they call her the woodcutters daughter,
Shes brown as the bank where she kneels down to gather her water, and
She bears it away with a love that the river has taught her.
Let it flow, greatly grow, wide and clear.
Round and round, the cut of the plow in the furrowed field,
Seasons round, the bushels of corn and the barley meal,
Broken ground, open and beckoning to the spring,
Black dirt live again!
The plowman is broad as the back of the land he is sowing,
As he dances the circular track of the plow ever knowing
That the work of his day measures more than the planting and growing
Let it grow, let it grow, greatly yield.
What shall we say, shall we call it by a name,
As well to count the angels dancing on a pin.
Water bright as the sky from which it came,
And the name is on the earth that takes it in.
We will not speak but stand inside the rain,
And listen to the thunder shouting I am! I am! I am! I am.
Nothin more, the love of the women, work of men.
Seasons round, creatures great and small, up and down as we rise and fall.
song performed by by Grateful Dead
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Slow Motion
Ms. jones taught me english, but I think I just shot her son
Cause he owed me money, with a bullet in the chest you cannot run
Now hes bleeding in a vacant lot
The one in the summer where we used to smoke pot
I guess I didnt mean it
But man you shoulda seen it
His flesh explode
Slow motion
See me let go
We tend to die young
Slow motion
See me let go
What a brother knows
Slow motion
See me let go
Now the cops will get me
But girl, if you would let me
Ill take your pants off
I gotta a little bit of blow
We could both get off
Later bathing in the afterglow
Two lines of coke Id cut with draino
And her nose starts to bleed
A most beautiful ruby red
Slow motion
See me let go
Well remember these days
Slow motion
See me let go
Urban life decays
Slow motion
See me let go
And at home
My sisters eating paint chips again
Maybe thats why shes insane
I shut the door to her moaning
And I shoot smack in my vains
And wouldnt you
See my neighbors beating his wife
Because he hates his life
Theres an arc to his fist as he swings
Oh man, what a beautiful thing
And death slides close to me
Wont grow old to be
A junkie whine-o creep
Hollywood glamourized my wrath
Im the young urban psyco path
I encite murder for your entertainment
Cause I needed the money
Whats your excuse?
The jokes on you
Slow motion
See me let go (aaahh)
Oh yeah
Slow motion
See me let go (aaahh)
Ahhhh
Slow motion
See me let go (aaahh)
Oooh
song performed by by Third Eye Blind
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Through My Eyes
I believe-
I believe my thoughts are being broadcasted
I believe you can see my world through my eyes-
When your eyes are closed, I believe that you can hear my thoughts
My thoughts that speak of persecution and threat
These thoughts, as directed towards the rest of the world.
I place my hands over my eyes so that
What is inside of mind does not become
The literature of other people-
Even though my thoughts are silent
When your eyes make contact with mine,
All that I am thinking screams out to you and
I know you wish to harm me.
I believe-
I believe I am being threatened
Being threatened by those who follow my path,
Walking behind me, and somehow
Knowing my destination-
The leaves upon the trees have fallen in autumn and
Now the trees are barren, and I have no place to hide.
This whole world has become the enemy.
I believe my thoughts are broadcasted as I walk,
Kicking aside stones and the leaves that have fallen-
Snow has fallen upon the edge of time and
I stand upon the edge of time, counting the minutes-
Counting every second before the whole world knows of
The anger, hurt and my thoughts misconstrued,
That are torturing me every day and every night-
All I can do is to keep on walking and hope
That one day this mistrust of the world shall
Heal inside my troubled mind and somebody’s eyes
Will make contact with mine and say
“it doesn’t matter to me what you are thinking because
You are a person with a heart and a soul like everyone else and
I believe we all have faults-“ I look towards the sky searching for an increment of hope A world exists inside of me- a beautiful world I hope someday will not matter
If I let somebody inside to see- to know my destination and
I won’t need to hide anymore- when spring comes flowers shall blossom and
Leaves shall grow in the summer- and in the autumn leaves shall turn colors and fall-
I shall continue my journey towards the day I can learn to trust the world around me,
As I kick aside the stones and the fallen leaves as I walk-
With my eyes open to the world, my spirit, unafraid.
Claudia Krizay
poem by Claudia Krizay
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The Chimes of twilight
Chrysanthemums are flowering in autumn and the faded leaves of flamboyant trees blown with the autumn winds.
The time has come to whitewash the churchyard tombs and I can hear my chum's silent song like a chirping.
A far smoke is carrying off from a chimney.
This gloomy evening an old lady is picking some fallen leaves in the garden and the sun's last light focused on my window.
Suddenly I closed as the mosquito soldiers try to invade my room.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Perhaps A Brandy
perhaps a brandy....
the shovel still caked with dirt,
the body restless, turns and groans.
the shade o'er the window
yellowed by mold,
the frail hands of the clock
do not move or whisper.
the scent of love,
lingers and stutters.
the fireplace empty,
the books weep on the shelf.
the old tree fallen
just outside your window,
the barking of dogs,
the prayers of rust.
children without faces
carry the box into the night...
the hoot of the owl,
another mockingbird dead!
moonlight, perhaps a lie,
even the stars remain distant.
nothing dressed in wrinkled clothes,
squats by the fire,
humming an ancient tune.
the spider's web reflected
on the oil tinged dew,
tastes like love remembered!
perhaps a brandy?
poem by Eric Cockrell
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I Wont Close My Eyes
(kevin montgomery/larry b. gottlieb)
I dont wanna think
That you could be runnin around
After all the love
That I have shown you
I wont knock on your door
I wont call to see if youre home
But I wont close my eyes
Loves a matter of trust
And I just want to believe in us
But last night in your kiss
I felt a lie on your lips
I wont knock on your door
I wont call to see if youre home
But I wont close my eyes
There are two kinds of love
Those who are true and those untrue
I see black and white
Are you somewhere lost between the two
I wont knock on your door
I wont call to see if youre home
I wont knock on your door
I wont call to see if youre home
But, I wont close my eyes
No, I wont close my eyes
I dont wanna think
That you could be runnin around
song performed by by Martina Mcbride
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You & A Promise
She was nervous
She was late
She left it up to fate
Standing at a phone
And she knows what she wants
And she came here to take it
How perfect it could be
You and me
And she met him at the door
I don't want anymore
Remember what you said
You and a promise
You and a promise
You
Turned and didn't wait
He walked right through the gate
So glad to be alone
And he knows who to call
I'll always be there for you
Call me anytime
I don't mean to offend
The voice on the other end
Is a stranger to me
You and a promise
You and a promise
You
And they say to themselves
And they say to themselves
How could I ever let this happen
You and a promise
You and a promise
Take me back
Or let this happen
song performed by by Howie Day
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You And A Promise
She was nervous,
She was late,
She left it up to fate,
Standing at a phone.
And she knows what she wants...
And she came here to take it...
How perfect it could be, you and me.
And she met him at the door...
"I don't want you anymore..."
Remember what you said.
You and a promise.
You and a promise.
You...
He turned and he didn't wait.
He walked right through the gate
So glad to be alone.
And he knows who to call...
"I'll always be there for you.."
"Call me anytime..."
I don't mean to offend,
The voice on the other end
Is a stranger to me.
You and a promise.
You and a promise.
You...
And they say to themselves...
And they say to themselves...
"How could I ever let this happen?"
You and a promise.
You and a promise.
"Take me back, I let this happen."
[two, three, four...]
song performed by by Howie Day
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Pirouetting Autumn
The tree blushed - a rude blast of air
Betrayed a shapely bough.
My saddened heart aware
That Nature's clock was chiming,
I froze upon the twelfth
Clanging tone, caught alone,
Staring at a creaking door -
Left ajar for dancing, coloured Autumn,
Pirouetting in her leaves,
While agitated summer creatures
Backed away resignedly,
Sighing in protracted breves.
I turned; gave company;
We stood together, watching
Summer slowly blow away.
Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Die For You
A hundred numbers on my wall
Some with names I sometimes call
I drop a coin and watch it fall
Tryin' to get connected to you
A thousand hours all alone
My softest pillow turns hard as stone
This is the longest night on my own
Lying here thinking of you
Sometimes I shake my head
And laugh to myself
I'd like to start again with somebody else
I'm like a broken toy forgotten on the shelf
Baby
song performed by by Alice Cooper from Hey Stoopid
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