Waiting For The Strength
i often walk in the quiet of the evening
with Mary Magdelene....
listening to the sound of her voice,
as she speaks of things
that men do not understand!
and after she leaves,
i stand by the stone,
waiting for the strength
to push it away!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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The Magdelene Poems
magdelene
be it so...
they would name
the holy one's lover
a whore...
and so give her a cross
to be borne for generations!
magdelene, # 2
what secrets we shared,
in the breathless moments
just before dawn...
while creation and destruction waited,
and the stars themselves wept,
as if knowing!
magdelene, # 3
perhaps then,
the final price of the gospel,
be not nails...
but love!
magdelene, # 4
twas the book of kisses,
rare intimacies unspoken,
that lingered like very breath...
on graveclothes left empty.
upon the stone rolled away,
the lovers' cross etched,
by hands unseen,
and somehow more than human!
magdelene, # 5
those tiny footprints
on the sands of eternity...
are those of a child,
who never met her father
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Praise to you Jesus Christ (Song)
Praise to you Jesus Christ/God
Praise to you Jesus Christ/Holy spirit
Praise to you Jesus Christ
Give me the strength to praise your mane
Give me the strength to sing your song
Give me the strength to sing loudly
Give me the strength to speak your work
Give me the strength to bare my cross
Give me the strength to walk in your path
Give me the strength to share my wealth
Give me the strength to share what I have
Give me the strength to live in peace
Give me the strength to come to the church
Give me the strength to understand your word
Give me the strength to confess my faults
Give me the strength to stand and sing
Give me the strength to survive in this world
Give me the strength to watch your works
Give me the strength to stay with you
Give me the strength to say thank you
Give me the strength to walk in darkness
Give me the strength to walk for freedom
Give me the strength to stand for my nation
Give me the strength to stand with you
Amen
-o-
poem by Bhavani Polimetla
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Barefooted
walking barefooted
on broken glass....
playing a flute;
listening, listening,
for the sound of
the Lover's voice....
waiting, for the familiar
touch, for the smell
of the last rose opening
as the wings of autumn
approach.... listening,
for the sound of my own heart,
or the sound of planets evolving;
waiting for the gift of emptiness,
and the dance of flesh on flesh....
walking barefooted
on broken glass....
whispering to the stillness!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Push Push
Come take a ride
Or a slipnside
To sit astridengliden.
....Push!Push!
Please pull the strings
Bees use their stings
Birds spread their wing and
Some things...Push! Push!
A puss that pures
By settinspures
Is this his or her what stirs?
Now: Push! Push!
Unlock the sloice
Bring up the juce
Just let it loose..Producen
Push! Push!
Refrain
Push! Push! Push!Just a little
Push! Push! Push!A little further
Push! Push! Push!Just a little bit
Push! Push! Push!A little bit mooooore!
Ooh what a blow
Yeah, what a show!
Hey, one more throw...
Lets go now! Push! Push!
Another shot
We hit teh spot
Oh that was hot.. a lot
Now: Push! Push!
Refrain
From stick or stone
To the prick an d bone
Im lyinprone, Im nnnot alone
Push!Push!
With a whip and chain
Theres plesuren pain
And no venture, no gain....again
Now Push!! Push!
Refrain
Our fathers who are from heaven
When kings have come thy will be
done Forgive this day - our dailybread Give ahead!!!
Refrain
song performed by by Falco
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Hide and Seek
Wrap the shawl of twilight
Around your shoulders tonight
Come out and play
Hide and seek
In the cementery
Stand still as a stone
Don't you even breathe
Lest your presence now
You'll give yourself away
Dash from tree
And stone to stone
And all along the way
You're humming nonsense songs
No complaints or now they say
See the orange and weary moon
Raise his orbic head
Saying something, not quite sure
He's muttering to the dead
There is no sound, none what be
Except your beating heart
Evening mists drearily insists
Not a soul be found
poem by Midnights Voice
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Push and Pull
It is hard to keep it clean,
When you push and pull.
Or acting happy when feeling mean,
When you push and pull.
And people stand around just to see one weep.
When you push and pull.
And when you say 'hello' they don't even speak.
When you push and pull.
You might see Bo Peep having some trouble with her sheep,
When you push and pull.
You might see Mary and her lambs giving Bo Peep creeps.
When you push and pull.
You might see Humpty Dumpty crawling up a wall.
When you push and pull.
You might see Perter and The Wolf eating chips at a local mall.
When you push and pull.
Ain't nothing easy,
When you try to keep your feet from sinking...
Deep!
And with no sleep.
It is hard to keep it clean,
When you push and pull.
Or acting happy when feeling mean,
When you push and pull.
And people stand around just to see one weep.
When you push and pull.
And when you say 'hello' they don't even speak.
When you push and pull.
And they push bull,
When you push and pull.
And they push bull,
When you push and pull.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Evening Coconut
The statue of liberty is breathing in the air
Atlantis is waiting down below.
Late at night, flashing lights are sighted in the air.
Its no secret, what everybody knows.
It really dont matter much, which way I go.
But remember to pull over in the storm.
Have you seen the evening coconut
Bobbing on the bay?
Standing on the waters edge of stone
Someone there besides you
To hear the words you say
To show you things your eyes have never known.
Evening coconut, evening coconut
Evening coconut, evening coconut
Evening coconut, evening coconut
Evening coconut, evening coconut
Evening coconut, evening coconut
The statue of liberty is breathing in the air
While atlantis is waiting down below.
Late at night, flashing lights are sighted in the air.
Its no secret, what everybody knows.
Evening coconut, evening coconut
Evening coconut, evening coconut
Evening coconut, evening coconut
Evening coconut, evening coconut
song performed by by Neil Young
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Waiting
Waiting
sitting in silence
finding things to do
on this normal, quiet evening.
rustling papers
and tapping keyboard,
with one eye on the phone
waiting for disaster
to ring through my complacency.
I can almost see
the sterile walls, the contained chaos
as hurried doctors and nurses
bring relief to the battle-weary
binding the hundred wounds
of collision and anger,
cancer and a failing heart.
I can almost, but not quite, hear
The IV pumps, heart monitors,
crash-carts clattering down
shining halls, carrying the artillery
we aim at the enemy.
But right now,
right here
all is quiet;
the cat mews patiently
for her evening meal
as I watch for the phone
to light up
and give me the news
that will shatter
this quiet evening.
poem by Steven Federle
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Take A Stand
I see you hide
Do you have pride
Afraid to share what's inside
you've been walked right by
a real nice guy
overlooked and shoved aside
can't hear your voice back in the crowd
move up fornt and shout out loud !
take a stand !
take a stand, say what you feel
be who you want, but be for real!
voice your opinion,
don't jsut sit still
speak your mind at your free will
take a stand !
stand your ground
don't let the world push you around
take a stand !
stand your ground
don't let the world push you around !
song performed by by Youth Of Today
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The Stone
there is something about the stone
that i have been complaining
for not being able to understand
its choice to be silent
and hard
and numb and uncommitted
when it is thrown in the river
it makes no sound of protest
when it is ground
it does not scream
when the rain comes it seems
to be contented with being wet
just the same when the sun shines
and heats it
it makes no bother
until some naughty boy takes a stone
and hits my head
and when i begin to bleed
seeing the very stone used
staring at me without guilt
for any responsibility at all
on the ground
that i begin to understand all these things
what a stone is, how come that a stone shall always be
a stone
no matter what.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My Heart is Lame
My heart is lame with running after yours so fast
Such a long way,
Shall we walk slowly home, looking at all the things we passed
Perhaps to-day?
Home down the quiet evening roads under the quiet skies,
Not saying much,
You for a moment giving me your eyes
When you could bear my touch.
But not to-morrow. This has taken all my breath;
Then, though you look the same,
There may be something lovelier in Love's face in death
As your heart sees it, running back the way we came;
My heart is lame.
poem by Charlotte Mary Mew
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Mary, Mary
Words and music by michael nesmith
Mary, mary, where you goin to?
Mary, mary, can I go too.
This one thing I will vow ya,
Id rather die than to live without ya.
Mary, mary, where you goin to?
Mary, mary, tell me truly
What did I do to make you leave me.
Whatever it was I didnt mean to,
You know I never would try and hurt ya.
Mary, mary, where you goin to?
What more, mary, can I do
To prove my love is truly yours?
Ive done more now than a clear-thinkin man would do.
Mary, mary, its not over.
Where you go, I will follow.
til I win your love again
And walk beside you,
But until then.
Mary, mary, where you goin to?
Mary, mary, where you goin to?
Mary, where you goin to?
Mary, mary, mary, mary, mary, where you goin to?
[repeat adlib]
song performed by by Monkees
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Mary Mary Magdalene
Mary Mary Magdalene,
what do all those stories mean?
Mary, Mary, is it true,
Jesus had a thing for you?
Mary, Mary – He lay with you?
Mary, Mary, tell me true
Mary, Mary, red hair wild,
did He leave you great with child?
Mary, was your love so steady,
that you had had His kids already?
Mary, Mary, at the Cross,
did it feel a gain or loss?
Mary, Mary – on that third day,
what was it like with the stone rolled away?
Mary, Mary, running there with love,
what did you think when He rose above?
Mary, Mary – what was it like, after?
Were there tears or joyful laughter?
Mary, Mary – the kids you had –
did they turn out like their Dad?
Mary, Mary, whore redeemed,
did it work out like you dreamed?
Mary, Mary – your afterlife –
was it mostly love, or mostly strife?
Mary, Mary, were you worshipped or despised
As Mary’s daughter-in-law, Mrs. Christ?
Mary, Mary, did you stay,
or feel you had to take the kids away?
Mary, Mary, with so much love,
did you, too, rise to heaven above?
Mary, Mary, in the sky,
all we ask are the reasons why…
Mary, Mary Magdalene,
What is really true? What does it really mean?
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Please Push No More
Now Im behind glass
Ill talk to you
The telephone lines blind
You have defaced my face
I bet you laughed at me
You bright young things
And now I need no-one
I miss you, so
Please push no more
Please push no more
Now its all over for sure
Ill walk back home
We must all come down
We all grow old
We are close, we are hurt
So that was love
And love she kills me
It needs to, so
Please push no more
Please push no more
Please push no more
Please push no more
song performed by by Gary Numan
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Vaanii
Vaanii
You spoke of ‘vaanii’ as that speech
that follows true perception
with exact expression
in that glorious inner sound
that’s followed into action..
intrigued, I took the dictionary from the shelf..
and it speaks of music..
like - I hear from memory -
that roadside stream accompanying your walk,
whose music – ever changing,
ever a continuance of the same –
speaks of its source among the wooded hills;
speaks of the beauties that it passed;
and of its destiny, in merging with salt sea;
as Saraswati, goddess of wise speech,
protected now within the deepest stone;
that music that the head hears and obeys in reason;
that music which the heart hears in the voice;
that music dancing in the graceful action:
unmistakeable as truth, it has a name:
vaanii.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Be quiet Child! ! !
Be quiet child, be quiet I say
No one listens to you today
Your voice is unheared and
not of importance
Be quiet child I say
Let your Brother speak
Be quiet child
I can not hear his voice
I don't have time to listen to you
Be quiet child I say
My Brother speaks
The very words, I was about to say
But Mother she won't listen
Be quiet child she says
I have now grown with babes of my own
but Mother continues to say
Be quiet Lady Be quiet I say
Your voice is unheared and
not of importance
I will not listen to you today!
poem by Tracey TEE
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Stone Angel
You are the reason for my pain,
You are the reason I stand in the rain.
I wouldn't be here by choice,
But I was forced, and I can still hear your voice.
I push the memory of you away,
But somehow it always finds a way to stay.
You are the one who hurt me, who stole my rights,
And now I have to endure lonely nights.
You put me in this place,
I remember what you did, I remember your face.
And now I stand, in rain, in sun,
If it weren't for what you did, I'd run.
I'd run faster than you,
I would run until I could find away to start new.
But that would happen; I will never be able to go,
Because of you, because I couldn't say no.
But now I stand through everything like stone,
I'll always be hard as stone, I will always be alone.
You made sure I'd be alone, that I'd stay here,
But I won't show you my pain I wouldn't even shed a tear.
Yet still I shall fade,
I will crumple no matter how strong I was made.
I will fall to the ground,
I will go without the slightest sound.
And then I shall be gone, I will no longer be your slave,
But soon I will go and leave behind all the pain you gave.
You are the one, who shall hold my pain once I leave,
And you will believe what you never wanted to believe.
You will believe that I was stronger, I am stronger,
I am stronger than you, than your anger.
And with that I will crumble to your feet,
And then I'll be strong than concrete.
For then I shall be free from your,
But for you, for you it will be late.
You took everything from me,
But that's something you will never see.
I know you put me here, under all this weight,
But that doesn't mean I won't stand.
That I won't stand for who I am,
For the truth of what I am.
I stand hard as stone,
I am rock I am the unbreakable stone.
You will never break me,
Only time can, and then I will be free.
You won't control me anymore,
I will be a lion free of a cage, and you will hear me roar.
The world will hear me roar,
And then they'll know the truth, and I will be in pain no more.
But for now I know the guilt you see,
I know that you are the one who enslaved me.
Yet for now I stand tall and strong, alone,
For I am the angel carved in stone.
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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The Desperate Ones
Jacques Brel, Jouannest, Eric Blau, Mort Shuman
They hold each others hands
They walk without a sound
Down forgotten streets
Their shadows kiss the ground
Their footsteps
sing a song
Tat's ended before it's begun
They walk without a sound
The desperate ones
Just like the tiptoe moth
That dance before the flame
They burn their hearts so much
That death is just a name
And if love calls again
So foolishly they run, they run, they run
They run, they run, they run, they run
They run without a sound
The desperate ones
I know the road tey're on
I've walked their crooked mile
A hundred times or more
I drank their cup of bile
They watch their dreams go down
Be hind the settin sun
Yeh, yeh, yeh, they walk without a sound
The desperate ones
Le he who threw the stone at them
Stand up and take a bow
He knows the verb "to love"
Beu he'll never, never, never know how
On the bridge of nevermore
They disappear one by one
Disappear without a sound
The desperate ones
And underneath the bridge
The water's sweet and deep
This is their journey's end
The land of endless sleep
They cry to us for help
We think it's all in fun,
They cry, they cry, they cry, they cry
Without a sound
They disappear without a sound
They walk without a sound without a sound
Disappear without a sound
Cry without a sound
Yai, yaj, yaj, yaj, yaj, yaj, yaj
The desperate ones
song performed by by Nina Simone
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Desperate Ones
Jacques brel, jouannest, eric blau, mort shuman
They hold each others hands
They walk without a sound
Down forgotten streets
Their shadows kiss the ground
Their footsteps
Sing a song
Tats ended before its begun
They walk without a sound
The desperate ones
Just like the tiptoe moth
That dance before the flame
They burn their hearts so much
That death is just a name
And if love calls again
So foolishly they run, they run, they run
They run, they run, they run, they run
They run without a sound
The desperate ones
I know the road teyre on
Ive walked their crooked mile
A hundred times or more
I drank their cup of bile
They watch their dreams go down
Be hind the settin sun
Yeh, yeh, yeh, they walk without a sound
The desperate ones
Le he who threw the stone at them
Stand up and take a bow
He knows the verb to love
Beu hell never, never, never know how
On the bridge of nevermore
They disappear one by one
Disappear without a sound
The desperate ones
And underneath the bridge
The waters sweet and deep
This is their journeys end
The land of endless sleep
They cry to us for help
We think its all in fun,
They cry, they cry, they cry, they cry
Without a sound
They disappear without a sound
They walk without a sound without a sound
Disappear without a sound
Cry without a sound
Yai, yaj, yaj, yaj, yaj, yaj, yaj
The desperate ones
song performed by by Nina Simone
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Walk Like A Man
I got so many thoughts jumping out of my head
And I cant sit still
Im thinking about the universe
Im looking at life on earth
I cant shut the camera shutter
I stare at the clock, the years slip away
And I stay confused
Im dreaming about *la raison dtre (*the reason to be)
Im frightened by the toxic threat
I cant stop the motor running
People saying I should learn some self-control
But I just want to exorcise my soul
And walk like a man, walk like a man
I still feel like a boy and you feel like a girl in my hand
Im gonna walk like a man, walk like a man
Im still waiting on the revelation
Here in never-never land
I got so many things jumpin out of my brain
And I feel so strange
Im crazy about the car I drive
While people struggle just to stay alive
I cant put the two together
I stare in the bathroom mirror at my face
God, I look so pale
Lines crawl across my face
Im runnin in the human race
Yeah, me first, who am I kidding
Where is this peace that comes with age
Someone show me to my cage
Where I can walk like a man, walk like a man
I still feel like a boy
And you feel like a girl in my hand
Im gonna walk like a man, walk like a man
Im still waiting on the revelation
Here in never-never land
(when it finally hits me then)
(and only then, Ill understand)
Waiting for the revolution here
In never-never land
Where is this peace that comes with age
Will somebody take me to the stage
Where I can walk like a man, walk like a man
Walk, walk like a man
Walk like a man
Walk like a man
Walk like a man
Walk like a man
Walk like a man
I still feel like a boy
And you feel like a girl in my hand
Im gonna walk like a man, walk like a man
Im still waiting on the revelation
Here in never-never land
(when it finally hits me then)
(and only then, Ill understand)
Waiting for the revolution here
In never-never land
Walk like a man
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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