Saturday Paseo: Adelina
Oranges
do not grow in the sea
neither is there love in Sevilla.
You in Dark and the I the sun that's hot,
loan me your parasol.
I'll wear my jealous reflection,
juice of lemon and lime-
and your words,
your sinful little words-
will swim around awhile.
Oranges
do not grow in the sea,
Ay, love!
And there is no love in Sevilla!
poem by Federico García Lorca
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Apples And Oranges
Got a flip-top pack of cigarettes in her pocket
Feeling good at the top
Shopping in sharp shoes
Walking in the sunshine town feeling very cool
But the butchers and the bakers in the supermarket stores
Getting everything she wants from the supermarket stores
Apples and oranges
Apples and oranges
Cornering neatly she trips up sweetly
To meet the people
She's on time again
And then
I catch her by the eye then I stop and have to think
What a funny thing to do 'cause I'm feeling very pink
Apples and oranges
Apples and oranges
I love she
She loves me
See you
See you
Thought you might like to know
I'm the lorry driver man
She's on the run
Down by the river side
feeding ducks in the afternoon tide
(quack quack)
Apples and oranges
Apples and oranges
Apples and oranges
song performed by by Pink Floyd
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Apples & Oranges
Got a flip-top pack of cigarettes in her pocket
Feeling good at the top
Shopping in sharp shoes
Walking in the sunshine town feeling very cool
But the butchers and the bakers in the supermarket stores
Getting everything she wants from the supermarket stores
Apples and oranges
Apples and oranges
Cornering neatly she trips up sweetly
To meet the people
Shes on time again
And then
I catch her by the eye then I stop and have to think
What a funny thing to do cause Im feeling very pink
Apples and oranges
Apples and oranges
I love she
She loves me
See you
See you
Thought you might to know
Im the lorry driver man
Shes on the run
Down by the river side
Feeding ducks by the afternoon tide
(quack quack)
Apples and oranges
Apples and oranges
Apples and oranges
song performed by by Pink Floyd
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Oranges On Apple Trees
Oranges on apple trees
Birds that mate with bumblebees
Oranges on apple trees
Water comes and water goes
Where it ends up no one really knows
Water rises, water falls
Where it comes from no one knows for sure
It seeps from every pore
We have seen the rain before
Not like this - its flooding every shore
People come and people go
I can hear their laughter through the door
But no ones keeping score
Oranges on apple trees
Birds that mate with bumblebees
One big happy family
Endless possibilities
(yeah and more)
Oranges and apple trees
I see your face in front of me
Cant believe what no one else could see
I feel it deep inside of me
Everything we love shall be released
And everyone will see
Oranges on apple trees (for sure)
I used to be the only one
Not now since youve come
You and I have seen the signs
Thats why the wind died
The wind died
Thats why oranges on apple trees
Birds that mate with bumblebees
Endless possibilities (now)
Oranges on apple trees
All the things that we can see
Multi-gender wannabes
Oranges on apple trees
Birds that mate with bumblebees
One big happy family
Endless possibilities (yeah yeah yeah)
Oranges on apple trees (for sure)
song performed by by A-Ha
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Six Poems for Poetry Chicago
1
“Limon tree very pretty
And the limon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon
Is impossible to eat”
In Riverside we saved the oranges first (by smudging) and left
the lemons last to fend for them selves. They didn’t usually
A no good crop. Smudge-pots
Didn’t rouse them. The music
Is right though. The lemon tree
Could branch off into real magic. Each flower in place. We
Were sickened by the old lemon.
2
Pieces of the past arising out of the rubble. Which evokes Eliot
and then evokes Suspicion. Ghosts all of them. Doers of no
good.
The past around us is deeper than.
Present events defy us, the past
Has no such scruples. No funeral processions for him. He died
in agony. The cock under the thumb.
Rest us as corpses
We poets
Vain words.
For a funeral (as I live and breathe and speak)
Of good
And impossible
Dimensions.
3
In the far, fat Vietnamese jungles nothing grows.
In Guadacanal nothing grew but a kind of shrubbery that was
like the bar-conversation of your best friend who was
not able to talk.
3
Sheets to the wind. No
Wind being present.
No
Lifeboats being present. A jungle
Can’t use life-boats. Dead
From whatever bullets the snipers were. Each
Side of themselves. Safe-
Ly delivered.
4
The rind (also called the skin) of the lemon is difficult to
understand
It goes around itself in an oval quite unlike the orange which, as
anyone can tell, is a fruit easily to be eaten.
It can be crushed in canneries into all sorts of extracts which are
still not lemons. Oranges have no such fate. They’re pretty
much the same as they were. Culls become frozen orange
juice. The best oranges are eaten.
It’s the shape of the lemon, I guess that causes trouble. It’s
ovalness, it’s rind. This is where my love, somehow, stops.
5
A moment’s rest. I can’t get a moment’s rest without sleeping
with you. Yet each moment
Seems so hard to figure. Clocks
Tell time. In elaborate ceremonial they tick the seconds off
what was to come.
Wake us at six in the morning with messages someone had given
them the night before.
To pierce the darkness you need a clock that tells good time.
Something in the morning to hold on to
As one gets craftier in poetry one sees the obvious messages
(cocks for clocks) but one forgets the love that gave them
Time.
6
The moment’s rest. And the bodies entangled and yet not
entangled in sleeping. Could we get
Out of our skins and dance? The bedclothes
So awry that they seem like two skins.
Or all the sorts of skins that we wore, wear (the orgasm),
wanted to wear, or would be wearing. So utterly tangled.
A bad dream.
A moment’s rest. The skins
All of them
Near.
I saw the ghost of myself and the ghost of yourself dancing
without music.
With
Out
Skin.
A good dream. The
Moment’s rest.
poem by Jack Spicer
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Your Three Words
you write about
three words, and i predict
them from the
beginning,
i look at how your
name spells
letters arranged
so easy to remember
and you hint
about the three words
that i also know....
i know you mean
i love you..
cute, tickle me, like
high school sweethearts
you like it
giggling words
i love you
but grow a little
bit, grow the length of my arms
and muscles on my thighs
grow the nails
in my fingers
some dirt in there
some stains
in my hands
grow some more
yes, have white hairs
and wrinkled forehead
and trembling hands
and some sad stories
as you go along
some griefs
that you cannot contain
move on
with such words as
i quit
i am fed up
move on, grow, let time eat you
bloat in silence
store everything
inside your chest
and hit it with your
fists
do not cry
toughen your jaws
have a rope ready
loosen it a bit
for a while
on the benefit of a
doubt
something that
is reasonable
now, think deep
thoughts
and inhale more air
then exhale
tell me, what are those three words
in your throat?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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She Makes Me
Words and music by brian may
I love she makes me
She is my heart
She is my love
She is my love
I know you're jealous of her
She makes me need
She is my love
She is my love
Who knows who she'll make me
As i lie in her cocoon
But the world will surely heal my ills
I'm warm and terrified
She makes me so
I know the day i leave her
I'd love her still
She is my love
She is my love
Who knows where my dreams will end
I'll follow as they grow
But the world will know
How long i'll take
And if i'm very slow
She makes me so
She is my love
She is my love
song performed by by Queen
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Love’s Ecstasy
Surrounded by a million words
the lovers with pen in hand
begin to compose their letters
to their love ones in far off lands.
They coat each line they write
with sweet tasting words
that flow like
the beating of their hearts.
They write I love you
with sincerity and joy.
Writing that they miss
their true love so far away
and will be glad when
they are home again to stay,
hoping that their love
will commence again to grow
and they will once again swim in
the pools of love’s ecstasy.
15 September 2008
poem by David Harris
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Oranges Testimonial
Mr. John Flansburgh: "Hey, this is John of They Might Be Giants. You might know me better as one of the guys from They Might Be Giants. You know, chemistry is like a relationship and that's why when you're looking for web design, go to the best: The Chopping Block. You might not know it, but over 50% of web designers are sleepy and cranky. The Chopping Block, through farm living and an active internship recruiting policy have over 10 million employees ready to serve your corporate whatever they call it. Orange powered and web-fueled, The Chopping Block... e-solutions to e-verybody."
Oranges
Oranges
Oranges and graphic design
The Chopping Block spends their time
Growing oranges, picking oranges
Then working on graphic design
The Chopping Block works all the time
All the time
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Oranges
Oranges
Oranges
Oranges and graphic design
The Chopping Block spends their time
Growing oranges
Oranges
Then working on graphic design
The Chopping Block works all the time
They work the day shift
They work the night shift
They work the graveyard shift
Oranges
Oranges
Oranges and graphic design
The Chopping Block spends their time
Growing oranges
Picking oranges
Then working on graphic design
The Chopping Block works all the time
All the time
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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BE My Lifes Companion
Be my life's companion, and you'll never grow old
I'll love you so much that you'll never grow old
When there's joy in livin' you just never grow old
You've got to stay young 'cause you'll never grow old
People who are lonely can be old at thirty-three
Don't let it happen to you, it didn't happen to me
Be my life's companion and you'll never grow old
You'll never grow old, no, you'll never grow old
Love and youth and happiness are yours to have and hold
Be my life's companion, and you'll never grow old
I know a man who's lonely, and he's old at thirty-three
No one wants to be - old at thirty-three
Your disposition sours like a lemon on a tree
Don't let it happen to you, and I won't let it happen to me
Be my life's companion and you'll never grow old
I'll love you so much that you'll never grow old
Love and youth and happiness are yours to have and hold
Be my life's companion and you'll never grow old
Be my life's companion and you'll never grow old
Lucille, I'll love you so much that you'll never grow old
Love and youth and happiness are yours to have and hold
Be my life's companion and you'll never grow old
song performed by by Louis Armstrong
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Ja vel, vi er midt i November
Ja vel, vi er midt i November,
men vi er i Spanien med,
Og jeg gaaer i Vinterfrakke,
jeg fryser paa dette Sted;
Sevilla, din klare, blaae Himmel,
Oranger i hver en Allee,
Ja deiligt er det at see paa,
men føle er meer end at see!
Jeg føler, at Luften har Kulde,
i Slængkappe svøber sig Hver,
Man sidder paa Marmorbænke
under Orangetræer;
Jeg kjender slet Ingen af dem,
og dog er jeg ikke forladt,
Jeg kjender saa mange Stjerner
paa Himlen fra Hjemmets Nat;
Ved dem og ved det at jeg fryser,
er jeg i mit danske Hjem;
Sevilla, o hvor Du forstaaer dog,
at trylle det Kjæreste frem!
poem by Hans Christian Andersen
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I Love You
I love you when you laugh with me
I love you when you smile
I love you when you're mad at me
Hope it's only for a while
I love you when you talk with me
I love you when you yell
I love you when you ignore me
Even though it feels like hell
I love you when you listen
I love you when you cry
I love more & more everyday
Without you I would die
I love you when we go for walks
I love you when we eat
I love you for your time with me
Your presence is a treat
I love you when you gaze at me
I love you when your gone
Although I'd rather be with you
My love for you goes on
I love you when you encourage me
I love you when your cold
I love you when your critical
With you I want to grow old
I love the way you love me
I love you when you hate
I love you through our journey
For you are my soul mate
I love you when you hurt me
Your words they cut so deep
I love you when you touch me
I love you in my sleep
I love you every second
I love you when we're foes
I love you when your my best friend
Cause that's the way love goes
I love you with everything I am
And with everything I do
Even though we are not perfect
I love you because you're you
I'll love you when I'm in Heaven
I will love you from above
I'll love to watch your journey finish
I love you, you're my love
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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I Grow Old
i grow old, i grow old
i shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled
and steal from TS Eliot
thinking no-one knows
i grow old, i grow old
i shall cease to do what i am told
and stay in bed till sunset
when the weather gets too cold
i grow old, i grow old
i shall only wear my crumpled clothes
and look disdainfully at others
when they roll up their nose
i grow old, i grow old
i shall watch events unfold
and take a greater pleasure
in an elder statesman role.
i grow old, i grow old
i shall never play lawn bowls
and never will watch cricket
that's too boring for the soul.
i grow old, i grow old
but i shall never be so bold
as to admonish others
when my views they do not hold.
poem by David Keig
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Let It Grow
(by eric clapton)
Im standin at the crossroads
Tryin to read the signs
To tell me which way I should
Go to find the answer
And all the time I know
Let your love and let it grow.
Let it grow, let it grow,
Let it blossom, let it flow.
In the sun and in the snow
Love is lovely, let it grow.
Lookin for a reason
To check out on my mind.
Its so hard to find a
Friend that I can count on.
Theres nothin left to show,
Plant your love and let it grow.
Let it grow...
Time is gettin shorter
And theres much for you to do,
Only askn you will get what you are needin,
The rest is up to you.
Plant your love and let it grow.
Let it grow...
song performed by by Eric Clapton
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The Promise
When two hearts first take flight,
The question is always asked will it last or end as night.
These are my words as an arrow is true,
This, my love is my promise to you.
I promise you my love will grow,
Like a river fed by gentle snow.
As crowded year's rush on by.
My love for you will be, till oceans dry.
Till the last water droplet has turned to steam,
And the sun has cast it's last beam.
My love for you will stand before lovers all,
I would have such a love, would be their jealous call.
I'll Love You Even If You Dont!
I love the flowers
I love the trees
I love the rivers
I love the bees.
I love oranges
I love dew
I love seasons
I love hues
I love them all
But they dont love me,
But i'll continue loving 'em
As long as i be
The same way i do
Deeply love you
Its not needed you love me
As much as i do
I'll keep loving you
Though you'll love me never
Just like the seasons
N flowers, forever
poem by White Dove
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Nothing Changes
nothing changes
the silence of the guitar
placed beside
the three ripe oranges
i change.
am the one that changes
beside the
silence of the guitars
among the basket
of rotten oranges.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Dont Let Go
Another long day, another long night
I try to make it home before it gets light
Im working hard so some day we can play
When I try to explain you just push me away
Dont push me away, you say
I dont spend enough time with you
Or take an interest in things you do
We call it quits almost every other day
And the rare times were going strong
We let our pride get in the way
Seems like its always in the way
But dont let go, dont let our love go
Dont let go, just let our love grow
Sometimes we might drift away, dont let our love go
But dont let go of our love when it feels right
This kinda life can put us both to the test
But its not a question of who knows best
Our loves a ship that has its sails a little torn
All we need to do is sew em up
And we can weather the storm
Gonna ride that storm
So dont let go, dont let our love go
Dont let go, just let our love grow
Sometimes we might drift away, dont let our love go
But dont let go
No, no, dont let go, dont let our love go
Dont let go, just let our love grow
Sometimes we might drift away, dont let our love go
Dont let go of our love when it feels right
I dont see you for days
When you leave me in the dark
My imagination runs away
Just throw me a line
And Ill still hold on
Ill still hold on
Ill still hold on
And I wont let go
Dont let go, dont let our love go
Baby dont let go, just let our love grow
Oh, no, dont let our love fade away
And dont let go of our love when it feels right, oh no
Dont let our love go
Dont let go
Just let our love grow
Sometimes we might slip away
Dont let our love go
But dont let go of our love when it feels right
song performed by by Foreigner
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Many Things
Your nipples are perfectly pointed up like a pencil and,
They are very tempting to touch;
Your breasts are perfectly round like oranges and,
They are too juicy to hold;
But noted to your spot of love are the words of peace.
Summer break with summer love,
And of your golden-gate to respect at last;
But under your breasts is your secret of love.
Courtship and marriage,
And with the garden of flowers that holds the future;
For you are the evidence of more things to come.
'Aben wa ha'! !
And to learn from the status of your love;
For there are many things we can do together.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Loves Exposure
To expose your love for her in such a way is sometimes exhilarating.
Even more so then the secret love know one is suppose to know about.
Light the flame and let it burn for all eternity.
Let the embers never fade but glisten and glow the brightest reds, oranges and yellows.
Just remember a flower has only so many petals.
So if your rejected with sincerity.
Don't obsess just move on to the next.
If to be or not to be is the question,
Let the answer be of it's reflection.
No matter how fair or pale of a complexion.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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