Sun And Rain And Seed
The distance calls.
Hedges and dry stone walls
On hillsides, flocks of sheep.
Rough cliffs high, valleys deep.
One stretched out patchwork quilt,
Time formed, from rocks and silt.
Our planet’s richness shown,
Under the sky’s ozone.
The distance calls.
Even through heavy squalls,
The wind, the trees reshape,
Mists falling like a cape.
Weathered timber barns,
Mountains, vales and tarns.
All grace this pleasant earth,
Prized beauty of such worth.
The distance calls.
Swift rivers, waterfalls
All senses become sharp.
The salmon, trout and carp,
Swim silently and glide,
Not easily espied.
These lands are fertile still,
With stream, with brook, with rill.
The distance calls.
Hear cows in cattle stalls.
Across the loose blown hay,
Their bellows drift away,
Fields grassed, look rich and green,
The air is fresh and clean.
And nature’s cleansed anew.
Space for every hue,
For what more does one need,
Just sun and rain and seed.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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Hidden Thoughts
There is so much I want to say to you
But, you keep me at a distance.
My heart directs my fingers to dial your number, while I fight to resist the urge to press those seven digits that will bring delight to my ears upon hearing your voice.
And you keep me at a distance.
My brain maintains a logical stance while my mouth and thoughts rebel yearning for what I felt when last we spoke,
Yet you keep me at a distance.
My fear of you is healthy redirected emotions yet unspoken
You still keep me at a distance.
If dying of thirst a drink of your smile gazing down on me would help me to peacefully transition into eternal slumber,
Yet you keep me at a distance.
The infinite expanse of the universe is not enough to move me away from you
Still kept at a distance.
Even though not ready,
I am hungry for the taste of your enticing spirit that calls out to me like manna from heaven above,
But still kept at a distance.
My thirst unquenched. Hunger unsatisfied. Thoughts never having evolved into spoken words to caress your ears and ease my yearning spirit sail aimlessly into the depths of oblivion.
But still I am kept at a distance.
Maybe one day, as certain as we are that the sun will rise to open each new dawn, and set to close all that transpired within that day, just maybe,
There will be no more distance.
poem by Terry Holder
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Distances
distance. space.silence.
what is the distance between
your nose to my eyes?
it is the kiss that seals it.
what is the distance between
our silence for days?
it is the distance of longing.
what is the distance between
these miles and miles of separation?
it is this knowing a little bit of ourselves
that sews the torn pieces of cloth
i keep a little distance
between my heart and my head.
i keep this distance between
you and myself, you know why?
i want to see you more.
The farther you are, the more
i can see you the more you
can see me.
IT is the farthest star
that we long much.
IT is the love that is gone
that we want to recover.
IT is the broken heart that we
want to mend.
It is this certain distance
that makes us more human.
This longing. This pain.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Absolutely Bills Mood
I was born in a lighthouse, my mother was the sea
I crawled to school each morning, when it occured to me
That lifes just a mood ring were not allowed to see
And this is what it said to me
My room is comfortably small
With rubber lining the walls
And theres someone always calling my name
He calls when Im alone
And he calls when Im not home
And he calls when Im stuck out in the rain
Im insane
Im insane
Im insane
Im insane
Now listen all you swingers, dont you try to tag along
I know monkey see, but monkeys dead, for you it would be wrong
Put a dime in my jukebox, youll only hear this song
And it wont be fun for long
Because my room is comfortably small
With rubber lining the walls
And theres someone always calling my name
He calls when Im alone
And he calls when Im not home
And he calls when Im stuck out in the rain
Im insane
Im insane
Im insane
Im insane
Thank you
Thank you
My room is comfortably small
With rubber lining the walls
And theres someone always calling my name
He calls when Im alone
And he calls when Im not home
And he calls when Im stuck out in the rain
Im insane
Im insane
Im insane
Im insane
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Chains
I dont want any trouble. I dont want to make any waves.
I dont want any conscience. and I dont wanna be brave.
Ive kept my distance. my feelings have never been shown.
I know that Ive been walking fences,
Denied what I have known.
I carry chains. (I carry chains.)
Heavy, heavy chains. (chains that are made.)
I carry chains (I carry chains) round my feet.
I feel the weight (I feel the weight.)
Chains are the different things that should not be hanging on me.
I put my conscience under a stone, the stone under the ground.
Walked from where I had left it. I hoped it couldnt be found.
My conscience persisted. its a haunted seed I have sown.
Calls me out from the distance
And it just wont leave me alone.
I carry chains. (I carry chains.)
Chains that are made. (chains that are made.)
I carry heavy chains. (I carry chains.)
Talk about the weight. (I feel the weight.)
Chains are the temporary things that should not be hanging on me.
song performed by by Chicago
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The Guilt of Nature
Mountains of green beauty rise around me.
Springs essence blooms from Earth's finest treasures.
As I walk, streaks of thin green crunch beneath thy feet.
The beauty of is
Rich,
Valuable,
Treasure.
As the gentle breeze whispers in my ear I wish the gorgeous lands will always stay, but pollution comes as a deep, dark mass of destruction.
Only we can save it,
Do you wish for it to last?
As I perch upon the branch of this natural tower of green,
I see before me the beauty within.
A scent of fresh leaves calls to me
'These beautiful lands of green shall always stand'
I wish they would, for their magnificence is pure.
The guilt is on you...
save this.
The rich,
valuable,
treasurable land.
poem by Elizabeth Turner
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Keeping My Distance
(jimmy davis/tommy burroughs/don smith)
Im keeping my calandar open
Even if it takes me years
til you figure out what your plan is
You figure out all of your fears
I dont wanna know anything about her
Or what you feel like you have to defend
But Ive seen your situation
And the world she keeps you in
Im keeping my distance
Im keeping my distance
And Ill wait until my time is here
Im keeping my distance
Im keeping my distance
And Ill wait until you make it clear
If you dont want to rush it baby
Well then by all means dont
But Im gonna wait for the day when
When you see that its me you want
I can see, I can tell that you need me
You know that I need you too
So why on earth cant you ever let her go
Will you ever try anything new
Im keeping my distance
Im keeping my distance
And Ill wait until my time is here
Im keeping my distance
Im keeping my distance
And Ill wait until you make it clear
Where will you find the strength
I cant hold you against your will
You keep me at arms length
Im reaching out to hold you still, yeah, yeah, yeah
I can see that you need me
You know that I need you too
So why on earth cant you ever let her go
Will you ever try anything new
Im keeping my distance
Im keeping my distance
And Ill wait until my time is here
Im keeping my distance
Im keeping my distance
song performed by by Martina Mcbride
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Distance - Between
There is a
Distance.
Between,
Mortality and eternity.
Distance.
Between,
God and humanity.
Distance.
Between.
So much,
So far;
The Universe and
The burning stars.
Distance.
Between,
Creator and creation;
Between,
All past and present relation.
Distance.
Between,
All living,
All dying;
Laughing and
Crying.
The distance - between,
The present scene, and
All that is unseen;
What's hiding, and
What's showing;
Where we are, and
Where we are going.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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All The Things Which I Would Be
ALL THE THINGS WHICH I WOULD BE
All the things which I would be
And am not
Fade into my eyes
The Distance calls me
But how can I know
How far the distance is
From my fear of homelessness?
Others may roam the earth wildly
But I am a quiet soul
Always seeking a deeper stillness
In which I can dream.
Let me know the longings of other eyes and hearts
But be as I am
Quiet and still and happy and at peace
As my mother was
So surely beside me
Through all my long childhood.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Further In The Distance
Your attempt to excuse your actions,
With vacant explanations...
Has aided in the speeding,
Of my forward steps.
And yes...
I can hear your voice.
But further in the distance,
Your voice gets.
I no longer prepare myself,
To have the patience you expect.
Since much of that has already been given.
And I have none left that affords your disrespect.
Further in the distance,
Your voice gets.
Further in the distance,
Your voice gets.
Further,
In the distance...
Your voice,
Gets.
Your voice...
Gets,
Further...
In the distance!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Long Distance Drunk
Hang it up now or never
Hang it up again
(hang it up now or never)
Hang it up now or never
Hang it up again
Hang it up now or never
Hang it up again
Doesnt seem like anything youre saying or doing or doing
Is making any sense
Long distance drunk
Long distance drunk
Long distance drunk
Oh yeah oh yeah
(8 am and someone calls you on the telephone)
Long distance drunk
(you want to be by yourself and all alone)
Long distance drunk
song performed by by Modest Mouse
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From A Distance
(alan jackson/randy travis)
Just another bar
With loud guitars
Smoke and candles burning low
And the same ol boys
Their backs to the bar
Staring across a crowded floor
Then I hear a familiar sound
Your voice laughing out loud
From a distance I can see you
Dancing slowly with somebody new
But I cant hold you like I want to
But I can love you from a distance
So I take a chair
In a corner somewhere
You cant see me
But I can look at you
And I remember those times
When I looked in your eyes
The way that he now looks at you
Deep down I know its over
But it hurts me when hes so much closer
From a distance I can see you
Dancing slowly with somebody new
But I cant hold you like I want to
But I can love you from a distance
And if I cant hold you near me
Ill just hold onto your memory
From a distance I can see you
Dancing slowly with somebody new
But I cant hold you like I want to
But I can love you from a distance
Ill always love you from a distance
song performed by by Alan Jackson
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Allie
Allie, call the birds in,
The birds from the sky.
Allie calls, Allie sings,
Down they all fly.
First there came
Two white doves
Then a sparrow from his nest,
Then a clucking bantam hen,
Then a robin red-breast.
Allie, call the beasts in,
The beasts, every one.
Allie calls, Allie sings,
In they all run.
First there came
Two black lambs,
Then a grunting Berkshire sow,
Then a dog without a tail,
Then a red and white cow.
Allie, call the fish up,
The fish from the stream.
Allie calls, Allie sings,
Up they all swim.
First there came
Two gold fish,
A minnow and a miller's thumb,
Then a pair of loving trout,
Then the twisted eels come.
Allie, call the children,
Children from the green.
Allie calls, Allie sings,
Soon they run in.
First there came
Tom and Madge,
Kate and I who'll not forget
How we played by the water's edge
Till the April sun set.
poem by Robert Graves
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At the zoo
There are street hawkers
selling their wares
next to a wall build
of rocks and stone
on all sides of the entrance.
Carved wooden walking sticks
african faces in black wood,
grass brooms, pottery,
hats and t-shirts
and African drums
and paintings line the sidewalk.
Light pink flamingos
parade next to their dark brown pool
and walk among long palm trees
while they call to each other.
Some white swans
drift on a lake in the park
and catch something to eat
with dipping heads
from the dark water.
a Couple of elephant throw
red-brown sand
over themselves
and their pleated skin
looks like rough sandpaper
and at the back
there’s an old white farmstead
with a green roof
and some hay
for them to eat.
Some spotted Hyenas
swim in a stream
and their dark brown
dots stand out
against their light coats.
There’s some long walkways
going through gardens
that stretch into the distance..
Just the head and back
of a lonely Hippopotamus
rises from a dark brown pool
and it drifts with its nose
under the water
in the direction
of some other Hippopotamuses.
Some bridges run
over the small stream
of the Apies river
which splash over rocks.
a Blue crane
combs its blue-grey coat
next to a striped Kudu cow
that grazes on the green grass
with the Kudu bull watching
the visitors.
a Big brown bear
walks up a rock slope
and splashes in cold pool.
Some Impalas are gathering
on a rocky slope
and a narrow path
stretches up the wooded hill.
A Tiger lies sleeping
under a tree
and two black-backed jackals
stand grinning next to each other.
There are yellow-gold lions
that hides in the long green grass
and a slim female
with two cubs
steps out and watches
and the big male
comes out with a twisting tail
and roars menacing at the crowd
while one of the keepers
are giving them meat.
There’s a great view of the buildings
of Pretoria from the top
of the hill
and some high rises
and towers jump up
into the sky.
I take a cable car
for the long way down
and see the Union buildings
far in the distance
and miniature animals
flash by on the bottom.
A Leopard growls
when I leave the cable car
and I hear the calls
of some black Chacma Baboons.
Some African Buffalo
stand grazing like cattle
and a Rhino
lies stretched out
on the grass.
Some of the gamekeepers
are feeding a giraffe
and it stretches its neck
over a high wall
and time catches me
and something of the animals
stays with me
when I walk back to the car.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Those Green Fields Of Kilmeedy
Those green fields of Kilmeedy I do remember still
They meet the gorse and bracken at the foot of Clara hill
A place of peace and beauty with mountains all around
Scarce touched by man's pollution where Nature's joys abound.
Even in summer in Kilmeedy the dawn comes with a chill
But skylark he is piping above the bracken hill
Through Spring and through the Summer he sings all through the day
And I fancy I can hear him o'er mountains far away.
The robin he is piping on flowering hawthorn tree
Across the miles of distance his music comes to me
And dunnock on the hedgerow and dipper in the stream
And song thrush piping gaily on ash by old bohreen.
All through the Spring and Summer the wildering flowers are seen
But green fields of Kilmeedy not always quite so green
In November and December the winds of Winter blow
And January and February bring frost and sleet and snow.
In mid March in Kilmeedy the first wildflowers appear
And weather still quite chilly though days of bloom are near
But April brings her blossoms and leaves behind her green
And May comes o'er the mountain the summer beauty queen.
Those green fields of kilmeedy I see them every day
And I hear the skylark piping o'er hillsides far away
And dunnock on the hedgerow and the dipper in the stream
And those green fields of Kilmeedy have never looked so green.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Don't Crowd My Consciousness With Your Distance
Don't crowd my consciousness with your distance.
You know that drives me crazy.
You know my comprehension must be fed.
And to leave me teased without your input...
Does not satisfy.
And you now try to deny me!
Don't crowd my consciousness with your distance.
You know I'm wondering why...
You keep away.
With no excuse or alibi.
You know if I don't hear from you...
I'll call to leave you a message or two.
And when you refuse to answer my calls.
You know I'm here curiously climbing the walls.
You know I dislike total silence from you.
Did I say or do something you did not approve?
Are you okay?
That's all I want to know!
You believe I wish to smother you in debate.
Well...
Part of that is true.
But I am really concerned more about you!
Come on!
Knock on my door.
Or leave me a note!
Suppose I 'decided' to have a stroke!
Would you be happy then?
Knowing my heart,
You left shattered and broken!
Don't crowd my consciousness with your distance.
You know that drives me crazy.
You know my comprehension must be fed.
And to leave me teased without your input...
Does not satisfy.
And you now try to deny me!
How long has it been?
At least two days.
Why don't you do or say something?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Was Born Close To Nature
By my old home far north of here the babbling rill did flow
I was born close to Nature but of Nature little i do know
On the hedgerows of the old fields the birds welcomed the Spring
One can only look on Nature as a most amazing thing
The dark moorhen chicks from the reed bed to the river pool swim out
But their mum she calls to tell them if she sense danger about
And back into the reed bed they swim and from sight disappear
Though yet their little cheepings the passer by can hear
I was born close to Nature going back six decades ago
Near the rill from the high ground that to the river flow
Through Claraghatlea towards Liscreagh from the fields of Claramore
Far north of here as the crow fly from this far southern shore
And my wonderment of Nature it only seems to grow
And the more i learn about her the less of her i know i know.
poem by Francis Duggan
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The guru is not other: a metaphysical proposition
It was his distance, that at first brought awe:
so great, so perfect, so ideal.. so far…
so distance humbles, brings humility;
the beauty of his feet, on earth we share;
and then, as if upon a flat-race turf,
the barriers built.. as if there long ago;
he, further over hedge and gate and brook;
and I, but wilful weakness, wailing ‘woe’..
until at last I sought him as a friend;
to meet within the heart we truly share;
surrendered distance, consciousness, and time:
asked nothing; difference thrown into the air;
I care not now, for pronouns ‘he’ and ‘me’;
his eye, my I; ourselves one self to be.
*
Dedicated to the one who asked.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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The Distance Of These Other Worlds
THE DISTANCE OF THESE OTHER WORLDS
The distance of these other worlds
Means you and I
Will never know them in our lifetimes-
The distance of these other worlds
Means you and I
Are in space and time
So small-
The distance of these other worlds
Means there is a great emptiness in- between
Vaster than our own spaces and worlds-
The distance of these other worlds
Means we in our own
Are more alone-
And if and when we meet others
Will not meet
In arrogant pride
But in fearful humility
The distance of these other worlds
Whether they are real or not
Means we are less great
Than we thought
And never will be
As singularly real
As we once dreamed-
poem by Shalom Freedman
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When Love Calls Your Name
You can cover your eyes
And hide behind walls
Youve built around you
You can run for your life
Anytime theres a chance of
Someone breaking through
But sooner or later it comes to us all
And even the strongest must fall
Chorus:
When love calls your name
Theres no saying no
You follow your heart wherever it goes
To the ends of the earth
For the rest of your days
Whatever it takes yeah youll find a way
Through fire and rain
When love calls your name
Now I see a light
And it keeps getting brighter
And shows me the way
And its there in your eyes
Pulling me closer everyday
After all of this time
The tables have turned
Yes, Im finally ready to learn
Chorus
You do what you must
You take it on faith
You take it on trust
Youre out of control
And all that you know
Your worlds not the same
When love calls your name
Chorus
When love calls your name
song performed by by Cher
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Mountains Landscape
Thousand mountains around the parks,
A flock of birds flying high up the skies,
Above the misty clouds,
Above the sea and mountain cliffs.
A sudden appearance of rainstorm,
A heavy downpour flooded the lands,
Trees move and sway in the storm winds,
Water rapid gorging the rivers.
Lose self in the undulating valleys and peaks,
In mystical mossy forests,
Sprawling jungles trails and plantations,
classic tropical flowers, trees and farms
Lose yourself
In the mystical long rivers and waterfalls
In the mists over the highest point of the highlands
And re-discover yourself again.
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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