Only Write
Only write
Give it a try
See if you might
Catch a bluebird's flight
In some far corner of the sky.
poem by Frank Bana
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Bye Bye Bluebird
Bye bye bluebird, bye bye bluebird
You were lots of fun to know
But I have to let you go
Bye bye bluebird, bye bye bluebird
Youre the flyin saucer kind
In and out and hard to find
Bye bye bluebird
Bye bye bluebird
Bye bye bluebird
Bye bye bluebird
Bye bye bluebird
Bye bye bluebird
When you came I flipped my lid
I never thought Id lose you kid
Bye bye bluebird
Bye bye bluebird
Bye bye bluebird
Bye bye bluebird
Though we were a perfect pair
It was a flight-by-night affair
Bye bye bluebird
Bye bye bluebird
Oh I should have clipped your wings
Im not gonna do these things
Bye bye bluebird
Bye bye bluebird
If you ever should be near
Dont forget to drop in here
Bye bye bluebird
Bye bye bluebird
Bye bye bluebird
Bye bye bluebird
Bye bye bluebird
Bye bye bluebird
Call me when youre short of dough
Or maybe just to say hello
Bye bye bluebird
Bye bye bluebird
Bye bye bluebird
Bye bye bluebird
No hard feelings anyway
Its nice to know we had our way
Bye bye bluebird
Bye bye bluebird
Bye bye bluebird
Bye bye bluebird
song performed by by Boney M.
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Bluebird
Late at night when the wind is still
Ill come flying through your door,
And youll know what love is for.
Lm a bluebird, Im a bluebird
Im a bluebird, lm a bluebird
Yeah ,yeah ,yeah.
Im a bluebird, Im a bluebird,
Im a bluebird
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Touch your lips with a magic kiss
And youll be a bluebird too,
And youll know what love can do.
Lm a bluebird, Im a bluebird
Lm a bluebird, lm a bluebird
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Lm a bluebird, Im a bluebird,
Lm a bluebird,
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Bluebird
Ah ha,
Bluebird
Ah ha,
Bluebird.
Fly away through the midnight air
As we head across the sea,
And at last we will be free.
Youre a bluebird, youre a bluebird,
Youre a bluebird, youre a bluebird
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Youre a bluebird, youre a bluebird
Youre a bluebird
Yeah, yeah ,yeah.
Bluebird
Ah ha,
Bluebird
Ah ha,
Bluebird.
All alone on a desert island
Were living in the trees,
And were flying in the breeze.
Were the bluebirds, were the bluebirds
Were the bluebirds, were the bluebirds
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Were the bluebirds, were the bluebirds
Were the bluebirds
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Bluebird
Ah ha,
Bluebird
Ah ha,
Bluebird.
song performed by by Paul McCartney
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Bluebird
Bluebird take me on your wing
Teach me how to fly
Teach me how to sing
Bluebird, guardian of my soul
Inside everybody
Is a story to be told
I came in from the cold
When I found someone
Strong enough to bear
The strain of our existence
And troubles everywhere
But time heals
And I know youll be there... ooh
Bluebird a symphony in flight
Symbol of the dawn
Symbol of the night
Ill try with all my might to be your brother
Always there for you
Mother (mother, mother) knowing what to do
And farther than anyone has flown
Courage to spread your wings alone
And who will help me?
Bluebird
Bluebird stranger to these shores
I look into your eyes
Have you been here before
Take me through the door to heaven
And show me
The treasures that you keep
The magic of the sky
And the beauty of the deep
And Ill do what I have to do
To be one of the chosen few
Fly anywhere with...
You, bluebird
Bluebird, bluebird (yeh)
song performed by by 10 Cc
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Bluebird Is Dead
Little darlin of my life
You keep movin cross my mind
You gave me a sunny day
Now it looks as if Ill pay
Why do they say -- bluebird is dead?
I can still see her, touch her, my bluebird
The love that she gave, I dont believe, no, no, I dont believe
Bluebird came to me tonight
Waiting patiently for light
She said I know that you will grieve
But my darlin I must leave
Why do they say -- bluebird is dead?
I can still see her, touch her, my bluebird
The love that she gave, I dont believe, no, no, I dont believe
Bluebird say it is not so
Please I cannot hear you speak
It must be that youre so tired
In the darkness of the night
Why do they say -- bluebird is dead?
I can still see her, touch her, my bluebird
The love that she gave, I dont believe, no, no, I dont believe
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Bluebird
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say, stay in there, I'm not going
to let anybody see
you.
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I pour whiskey on him and inhale
cigarette smoke
and the whores and the bartenders
and the grocery clerks
never know that
he's
in there.
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say,
stay down, do you want to mess
me up?
you want to screw up the
works?
you want to blow my book sales in
Europe?
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too clever, I only let him out
at night sometimes
when everybody's asleep.
I say, I know that you're there,
so don't be
sad.
then I put him back,
but he's singing a little
in there, I haven't quite let him
die
and we sleep together like
that
with our
secret pact
and it's nice enough to
make a man
weep, but I don't
weep, do
you?
poem by Charles Bukowski
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
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Bluebird
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say, stay in there, I'm not going
to let anybody see
you.
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I pour whiskey on him and inhale
cigarette smoke
and the whores and the bartenders
and the grocery clerks
never know that
he's
in there.
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say,
stay down, do you want to mess
me up?
you want to screw up the
works?
you want to blow my book sales in
Europe?
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too clever, I only let him out
at night sometimes
when everybody's asleep.
I say, I know that you're there,
so don't be
sad.
then I put him back,
but he's singing a little
in there, I haven't quite let him
die
and we sleep together like
that
with our
secret pact
and it's nice enough to
make a man
weep, but I don't
weep, do
you?
poem by Charles Bukowski
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A Desparate Song
Mockingbirds are the only
birds to sing all the colors.
The most beautiful of them all
is the saddest, and she sings
her lonely song to him,
but he does not notice.
He does not realize that
they are the same.
He only has eyes
for the bluebird.
The very same bluebird
that has tortured the mockingbird
with her songs many times,
claiming to be his only love.
As the mockingbird sings
her sad songs, she is careful
not to sound like the bluebird.
She sings only to him,
only for him,
but he is the only one
that doesn't listen.
Everyone sees her beauty,
except for him.
They see her as a broken heart,
but he doesn't see her.
He doesn't notice whether
she's there or not.
He doesn't notice
the love in her eyes,
or the pain in her voice.
He only knows the bluebird,
and sees her alone
as the beauty of Life,
although he will never
know true beauty:
the beaury of the mockingbird,
or the love that she
would give to him.
poem by Zoe Guillory
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Bluebird Wine
(rodney crowell)
Baby brought me in out off the highway
Made me put my money in the bank, bank
Straightened out my crooked way of thinking
Made it purely pleasure when I drank
And its all right
Ive just hit my stride
Right off the bat
Lord, Im drunk on bluebird wine
Baby taught me a diffrent way of thinkin
Like how to spend my evenings here at home
Listning to the music on the radio
Drinking all the bluebird we can hold
And its all right
Ive just hit my stride
Right off the bat
Lord, Im drunk on bluebird wine
Baby says hed really love a party
Well get some friends together feelin fine
Any friend of mine is worth his habit
A belly full of babys bluebird wine
And its all right
Ive just hit my stride
Right off the bat
Lord, Im drunk on bluebird wine
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Lady With A Bluebird
Written by dewey bunnell, bill mumy, and robert haimer, 1984
Found on perspective, premium gold collection, and centenary collection.
She came out of the blue and into my world
She came out of the blue and into my world
I went out of my head over you
She was a lady with a bluebird sleepin in her chair
She was dreamin bout a girlfriend and wishing she was there
She was a lady with a bluebird
Under the bridge I saw mercury flow
Between me and you and a fine tooth comb
She came out of the blue and into my world
She was a lady with a bluebird sleepin in her chair
She was dreamin bout a girlfriend and wishing she was there
She was a lady with a bluebird
I close my eyes, I still see blue
I hear her voice, Ill wait for you
I still see blue
She came out of the blue and into my world
Oh, she came out of the blue and into my world
She was a lady with a bluebird sleepin in her chair
She was dreamin bout a girlfriend and wishing she was there
She was a lady with a bluebird
song performed by by America
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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A Poem Explodes In This Poets Mind
flying flocks travel in flight,
another faulkner puts down
his shovel, and writes, writes
and writes.
spare me the out cry,
spare me the empty familiar,
spare me the muddled spirits,
and write your own words
with your own blood.
flying flocks travel in flight,
sextan turns up with her friend
plath, and they both write, write,
and write with their own blood.
spare me the out cry,
spare me the empty familiar,
spare me these muddled spirits,
and write with your own blood.
Flying flocks travel in flight, and
a poem explodes in this poets mind,
and i write, and write, and write,
and on this white paper, my blood.
poem by David Gerardino
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Beautiful Bluebird
One mornin when I was ridin
In my old pickup truck
A beautiful bluebird came flyin down
My eyes caught the color
As it lead me down the road
Dippin and bobbin in the sun
Ive never seen that blue before
cept in one place
And shes not here with me right now
So I followed all the way
To the top of the hill
Thats where she kept on climbin lord
Someday I will
Beautiful bluebird
See how she flies
Looks like shes always goin home
If heaven had a window
Where the sun came shinin through
Like a beautiful bluebird
Id come flyin back to you
Well it kind of struck me funny
Sort of made me smile
After all these years on this old road
How God could show me somethin
Never say a word
Theres so much that I dont know
Ive never seen that blue before
Except in one place
And shes not here with me right now
I followed all the way to the top of the hill
Thats where she kept on climbin lord
And someday I will
Beautiful bluebird
See how she flies
Looks like shes always goin home
If heaven had a window
Where the sun came shinin through
Like a beautiful bluebird
Id come flyin back to you
Beautiful bluebird
See how she flies
Looks like shes always goin home
If heaven had a window
Where the sun came shinin through
Like a beautiful bluebird
Id come flyin back to you
song performed by by Neil Young
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Opinions From Them Sent
Don't let that flight in sight needed to catch,
Miss you wishing for a ride...
To clear your eyes from others tripping.
As you are kept mesmerized,
Within their grip.
Don't be afraid to tell some people quickly...
To stay out of of your business.
Since that business that you're in...
Does not accept opinions given.
Don't let that flight in sight needed to catch,
Miss you wishing for a ride...
To clear your eyes from others tripping.
As you are kept mesmerized,
Within their grip.
People always give them...
Those opinions from them sent.
People always give them...
Those opinions from them sent.
People always give them...
Those opinions from them sent.
And loving this they do...
To solicit arguments.
People are fuss-budgets,
Stirring up conflicts to vent.
People always give them,
Those opinions from them sent.
People always give them,
Those opinions from them sent.
People always give them,
Those opinions from them sent.
And loving this they do,
To solicit arguments.
Don't let that flight in sight needed to catch,
Miss you wishing for a ride...
To clear your eyes from others tripping.
People are fuss-budgets,
Stirring up conflicts to vent.
And...
People always give them,
Those opinions from them sent.
People always give them,
Those opinions from them sent.
People always give them,
Those opinions from them sent.
And loving this they do...
To solicit arguments.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Write About The Moon
Don’t write about any sect.
People are class conscious.
They may hit you unaware.
Don’t write about genders.
Your opponent will attack.
Don't write about animals.
The Welfare Boared will catch you.
Instead, write about the moon.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Why Do I Write
I write from my sadness
I write from the madness
I write because I have something to say
I write to pass the day
I write only from the heart
I write for sometimes I am not that smart
Whatever is in head just comes out on paper (in this case a word document) , and I go with the flow
Write to let my mind go
I follow my hand to where ever it takes me
I write all the things that I can see
I write when I am happy, but not as much
I write from my heart that you can touch
I write because I’d go insane
I am driven to write quell my pain
At times I feel alone so I write what I am feeling
I write for it is self-healing
Confident not so I write it all away
I write and write to pass the day
I write to comfort my soul that cries out in the night
I write for love is always out of sight
I write so I don't have to cry any more
I write for I have no one to adore
I write so someone somewhere will hear my plea
I write for someone is out there for me
I am lost and I the clown
I write to turn my frown upside down
I write to embrace the sadness I hide inside
I write with my heart opened wide
I write to silence the ghost
I write for I’ve been let down by the one I loved the most
I write through the stormy weather
I write for I am light as a feather
I am not a writer nor am I a poet
I write for the grief I do know it
I will write until I draw my last breath
I write because I'll die a lonely death
I have to write for strangers delight
I write because I have to write
I write for my own happiness
I write to relieve my stress
I write because I have no other choice
I write as if I was writing a letter
I write because I can’t do any better
I write because I am afraid not to
I write for this is what I do
I write for I give a damn
I write just because I am
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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No One Can Stop Us To Write
and they must know the reason why,
simple enough
we are writers and our essence is to write
for writing's sake
nothing aimed nothing gained nothing lost
we write because we are here
and we are here because we write
we write because if we do not
we no longer become ourselves
we lose our salt we become just like any
flesh, rotten, infected with bacteria
foul, and finally become just dust
on the corner of the road
we write and we keep on writing
because we are
we do not need the praise
or the condemnation
we do not need an audience
or an empty space
we write because we are
that is our essence and no one can stop us
except perhaps when the word is gone.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The World Goes On
THE WORLD GOES ON
The world goes on
Mighty rivers flow to the sea
Great things are done and undone
Across the universe stride colosses
Whose names all know.
I hide in some small corner of myself
Far away from everyone else
I dare not even look outside
I write and write and write and write.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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The Beautiful Lie
(David McDade)
Everytime the bluebird sings
My heart takes wings to the sky
The bluebird greyside fly
To my place in your eyes
Cause after all, I did all I could
And you did your best, just the same
Nobody won, we both lost, no one's to blame
But I'll fly away to you, if only pretending
We'll be like bluebird do, the beautiful lie
The beautiful lie, the beautiful lie
Everytime the bluebird sings
My heart takes wings to the sky
The bluebird greyside fly
To my place in your eyes
Cause after all, I did all I could
And you did your best, just the same
Nobody won, we both lost, no one's to blame
But I'll find my way to you, if I'm only pretending
And we'll be like bluebirds, live the beautiful lie
We'll be like bluebirds, live the beautiful lie
song performed by by Dolly Parton
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Writing Poetry
Some people write poetry
to fulfil their dream,
others write it as a personal diary.
While yet more write to protest.
Some write sonnets
for unfrequented love.
Some bring laughter
to sad faces somewhere,
while others dwell on memories
that they would like to share.
Some write of love, while
others write of God.
Write as you will on anything,
but the main point is that you write,
and give joy to all that will read.
poem by David Harris
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Where There Was Darkness
(nickolas ashford/valerie simpson)
Where there was darkness
You came and now theres
An abundance of light
Nothing but sinkin sand
Suddenly I reach out
Theres your hand
What a feeling it is to know
Youre in my corner
And you wont let me go
And now I know that
I wont be alone no more
Ill give you all I have
And if you teach me
I will learn to give you more
You are my anchor now
And like a ship at sea
Ooh, your love will steady me
What a feeling this is to know
Youre in my corner
And you wont let me go
And now I know that
I wont be alone no more
Im so glad
Just wanna thank you baby
What a feeling this is to know
Youre in my corner
And you wont let me go
What a feeling this is to know
Youre in my corner
And you wont let me go
What a feeling this is to know
Youre in my corner
And you wont let me go
Thank you baby
What a feeling this is to know
Youre in my corner
And you wont let me go
song performed by by Diana Ross
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Why I Write?
My child you ask me why
And so I give a sure reply
The reason why I write you ask?
I do so to unveil a mask -
To state a claim my dear
And dry these noble tears at last
The reason why I write
Is to be free -
As that young lad's kite
To flee from charmless grips
And stray from harm's lustful flight
You ask me why I write today?
I do so that you go away!
To a place, within my space
That way I'll have a worthy say
I write my dear to tell a tale
Of places that I once had sailed
The promises that were never had
The eluded dreams that made me sad
The reason why I write a verse
Is to soothe this soul I thought was cursed
To trod with care through lonely roads
And pray my troubles be reversed
The reason why I write to you
Is so you ‘ll see my point of view
That in all things, there is a verse
A spring that takes away all thirst
Copyright © 2012
poem by Godfrey Morris
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