Fair weather - You are here
Fair weather
No cloud
You are here.
You the hill
Look blue
Though near.
You are better
And always in time
Ever after.
I called you
And you make
Your presence here.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Fair Weather Faith
Prentending to act so serene
On your so called submissive knees
A shopping list of begging pleas
Adds to your complacencies
As soon as the sun dont shine your way
And youre saving it all up that rainy day
Its a matter of time before you get down n pray
Fair weather faith - protect me from the storm
Fair weather faith - gonna right all my wrongs
Fair weather faith - you know Im doing alright
Fair weather faith - out of mind, out of sight
Well I wonder if the man upstairs
Will bother to lend an ear
If you took the time to share
Another one of your puppet prayers
I aint talkin bout the weather
song performed by by Extreme
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Ocean Blue
Well you took me home
And you took me back
But deep down inside
The feeling just died and i
Couldnt see why
From indigo to royal blue
I travel far but no one will do
Anytime, anyplace
Every shape every face
Brings memories of you
Blue to be blue
To be blue
Ocean blue
Blue to be blue
To be blue
Ocean blue - ocean blue
Fair weather friends might drift away
When summer ends and skies burn grey
So I walk to the ocean
Pilot these shores
Just thinking of you
Its time we kissed the clouds goodbye
From now on its strictly blue sky
Come rain and shine
The outlook is still fine
Im thinking of you
Blue to be blue
To be blue
Ocean blue
Blue to be blue
To be blue
Ocean blue - ocean blue
Blue to be blue
To be blue
Ocean blue, ocean blue
Ocean blue, ocean blue
Ocean blue, ocean blue
Ocean blue, ocean ocean
Ocean, ocean
Blue to be blue
To be blue
Ocean blue
Blue to be blue
To be blue
Ocean blue - ocean blue
I stand at the head of the queue
Theres mutinys every crew
Wishin and wonderin bout you
Ocean blue
song performed by by Abc
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Life of a Cloud
Warming thermals whisper as they rise,
To tell us they are soon to bring to view
In cooler air aloft before your eyes:
A gentle wisp to counterpoint the blue.
Powder puffs emerge to grant her grace
That further bloom as would for stately tree, and
Yield a sight that calls for our embrace:
Another cloud anew above the lea.
Cruising forth, she yearns for ageless life.
O how her hopes will soon be dashed in vain,
For up there in the cold she courts her strife,
To fade away as drops of closing rain.
Scant and lacy speak her living span,
And fair among us could be brought to mourn,
But she was there to populate her clan:
From fallen tears, new daughters will be born.
Copyright © Mark R slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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The Golden Game
If ever there was a Golden Game
To brace the nerves, to cure repining,
To put the Dumps to flight and shame,
It's Cricket when the sun is shining!
Gentlemen, toss the foolscap by,
Gentlemen, change from books to leather!
Breathe your fill of the breeze from the hill,
Thanking Bliss for the great blue weather.
If ever there was a bag could beat
The box possessed by Miss Pandora,
'Tis that in which there cuddle neat
The tools to shape the flying Fourer.
Gentlemen, watch the purple ball!
Gentlemen, keep your wits in tether!
Take your joy with the heart of a boy
Under the dome of the big blue weather.
If ever I feel my veins abound
With zealous blood more fit for Twenty,
'Tis when upon the shaven ground
Fair Fortune gives me runs in plenty.
Gentlemen all, while sinews last,
Bat ye, bowl ye, friends together!
Play the play till the end of your day,
Mellowest mates in the big blue weather!
But ever the ancient tale is told,
And History (the jade!) repeated:
By Time, who's never over-bowled,
At last we find ourselves defeated.
Gentlemen all, though stiff we be,
Youth comes along in finest feather,
Just as keen as we all have been
Out on the turf in the great blue weather!
There's ever the deathless solace left-
To gaze at younger heroes smiting,
Of neither grit nor hope bereft,
Up to the end for victory fighting.
Gentlemen all, we taste delight,
Banished now from the stream and heather,
Calm and cool on an old camp-stool,
Watching the game in the big blue weather!
poem by Norman Rowland Gale
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The Folks Who Live On The Hill
Folks Who Live on the Hill
((1937) Oscar Hammerstein II, Jerome Kern)
Someday we'll build a home on a hilltop high,
You and I,
Shiny and new a cottage that two can fill.
And we'll be pleased to be called,
"The folks who live on the hill".
Someday we may be adding a thing or two,
A wing or two.
We will make changes as any fam'ly will,
But we will always be called,
"The folks who live on the hill".
Our veranda will command a view of meadows green,
The sort of veiw that seems to want to be seen.
And when the kids grow up and leave us,
We'll sit and look at the same old view,
Just we two.
Darby and Joan who used to be Jack and Jill,
The folks like to be called,
What they have always been called,
"The folks who live on the hill".
song performed by by Nina Simone
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Diabolist
Me alone and God
climbing this hill
called life:
My deepest thoughts
I cannot share
even with my dearest friends.
When I pour my heart out,
when I sing the blues,
their cloven lips
clap, claptrap
on the evening news.
Me alone and God
climbing this hill
called life:
In the solid core of my mind,
I realize,
Satan can accomplish
nothing without acquiescence.
For all his evil deeds
he needs accomplices.
Me alone and God
climbing this hill
called life:
From time to time
the Adversary baits and switch.
Discontent is his arsenal tool.
He plays us for the fool
with his enticements.
Me alone and God
climbing this hill
called life:
Fighting off Diabolist,
anticipating his tricks.
We knew he could act,
we knew he could rap
and we both knew he is wily like that.
poem by Buxton Shippy
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We Make The Weather
Heaven is a somewhere locked inside and I must find the key
Wish Id never locked the door
Ordinary things in life are where this heaven likes to be
Hold the sky, feet on the floor
Hold the sky, feet on the floor
We make our sun to shine
We make our space and time
We make the weather
We make it change
Hell is not somewhere but a state of mind I choose to be
When my faith in life has gone
Cruelty rebounds to hurt itself puts shackles on the free
Vicious circle carries on
Hold the sky, feet on the floor
We make our sun to shine
We make our space and time
We make the weather
We make it change
We make the weather
We make it change
Time to judge the act dont judge the actor of the circumstance
Time to free compassions world
Life is not the end were passing through like bubbles on the sea
Time to learn and time to mend
Hold the sky, feet on the floor
We make our sun to shine
We make our space and time
We make the weather
We made a change
We make the weather
We make a change
song performed by by Howard Jones
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Cloud 8
(tony martin/byron hill)
I hear em laughing on cloud 9
In a world so happy just above mine
No ones leaving like you left me
They got each other got all they need, but
Here on cloud 8
A lotta nothings going on
Im just drifting day to day
Out here on my own
While up on cloud 9
I hear em party all the time
They dont hear my heart break
Down here on cloud 8
We almost made it up where they are
But losing your love
Brought me down hard
Now Im just hanging, just getting by
Where expectations arent that high, but
Here on cloud 8
A lotta nothings going on
Im just drifting day to day
Out here on my own
While up on cloud 9
I hear em party all the time
They dont hear my heart break
Down here on cloud 8
While up on cloud 9
I hear em party all the time
They dont hear my heart break
Down here on cloud 8
They dont hear my heart break
Down here on cloud 8
song performed by by John Michael Montgomery
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Misty Cloud And Misty Sea
Misty Cloud called to blue Misty Sea,
Rise up to gather rain drops with me
Misty Sea called to driftin' Misty Cloud
To drift with you high up I'd be proud.
Misty Sea rose to join Misty Cloud,
Moist Misty Cloud came wet an' proud.
Joe Raindrop spoke to wet Raindrop Flo,
Dare you to drop down on Sea below.
Raindrop Flo splashed upon Misty Sea,
Joining pool of drops same as she.
Flo called to Raindrop Joe. I fell free
Dare you to drop down on wet Misty Sea.
Joe Raindrop splashed down on Misty Sea,
That's how rainfall comes down so free.
To drop on pleasant land or the Misty Sea,
Livin' things grow when rain falls free.
poem by Marion Gentry
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Hills of the Planet
May hills form from illness of the planet,
Erosion of landforms make them of the planet.
Exposure to the elements will kill your substance,
May hills find fault with you and condemn the planet.
May winter know the rock of the Earth,
Whilst roundness of the hill is like a diadem of the planet.
Expose the hills to torture of the weather
By constructing mountains with a gem called the planet.
My hill is grand and openly small as well,
I live it and my house and my family and my poem that is the planet.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Whatever The Weather
I cannot understand this weather,
Or know just what to wear,
The weather man said it'll rain today,
But outside it looks quite fair.
Up above the sky looks blue,
So I presume it should be warm,
But by the time I've gotten down the stairs,
The clouds are brewing up a storm!
On one side of our great, big house,
The clouds look small and white,
But on the other, quite the opposite,
Grey and dreary is the sight.
So do I trust the weather-man,
Who often gets it wrong,
Or should I dress in layers instead,
Must my sleeves be short or long?
Will I need my winter vest on,
Do I need to take my coat,
Should I carry my umbrella,
Please tell me, what's the vote?
The other day was quite blustery,
And I needed my dear brolly,
But the wind blew it upwards,
And pinned me to my trolley.
And hats I find are no good either,
They blow off in the second,
So what to wear in hurricanes,
Is something to be reckoned.
If I choose to wear a jersey,
The sun decides to shine,
And I end up hot and sweaty,
Which is enough to make me whine.
My problem is it changes,
Quite suddenly at that,
Four seasons in an hour,
And that's no lie, but a fact.
So no matter what the weather,
I'm doomed to get it wrong,
I'll be so glad when it is summer,
So I can wear my beach sarong!
poem by Samantha Wallace
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Old Man Took
For the last time
I watched old man took bait his hook
And then throw his line
Pick up his wine
Hes a friend of mine
Known him all my life and his wife
neath the swayin pine
And the clingin vine
Just before he left
He said now young man
Take good care dont let the bugs bite
Please make sure to say a word at night
For all your brothers feeling blue
Blue, blue, blue
All the time
So I stayed awhile
Took my tea alone, called it home
Like a playing child
Running wild
Heard a bluejay call
Said we got you now
Hope you bow
To the old mans word
Im sure you heard
Just before he left
He said now young man
Take good care dont let the bugs bite
Please make sure to say a word at night
For all your brothers feeling blue
Blue, blue, blue
All the time
Now young man
Take good care dont let the bugs bite
Please make sure to say a word at night
For all your brothers feeling blue
Feeling blue
Feeling blue
Feeling blue
Feeling blue
Feeling blue
Feeling blue
Feeling blue
Feeling blue ...
song performed by by America
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Good Weather
people underestimate the value
in blue skies and good weather,
afterall who would waste such
precious time on the silly ol' weather?
you've gotta love a blue sky
after you've spent months within
your blanket of snow
an have gray skies...
poem by David Thomas
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That blue sea...
The waves are splashing against the cloud mountains
I stop and listen as I take a drink from life's fountain.
The clouds roll in on me so heavily
I feel the rains presence as I hear to the roaring sea.
That blue sea that takes you in and washes you away
To somewhere you may or may not want to stay.
That blue sea that you look in for answers
that blue ocean that questions your questions
or gives you an answer within a question
That blue sea that leaves your thoughts
within its deep blue content.
That feeling it gives leaving you absent...
of what could happen as that blue sea waves.
Washing away the thoughts and emotion you felt
That blue sea that your secrets swim within
That blue sea you float in continuously
That blue sea of reality.
where the dolphins are swimming
while the sunlight is dimming.
as they swim across the blue open sea...
you realize the dolphin that you are meant to be.
poem by Deep Dark Soul Poet
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Climb That Hill
Something threw me in the dirt
Kinda got my feelings hurt
We was burnin somewhere down the wind
I had to get up and climb that hill again
Little lucys such a doll
Like to climb her garden wall
But she only sees me as a friend
I got to get up and climb that hill again
I gotta bury my pride, drag this line
Over that hill one more time
Gotta get up in the morning, make my way
Over that hill again
I gotta bury my pride, drag this line
Over that hill one more time
Gotta get up in the morning, make my way
Over that hill again
Tempers flare and the words are spoken
You close one door and another opens
You hear the music and youre wondering
You got to get up and climb that hill
Get up and climb that hill
You got to get up and climb that hill again
song performed by by Tom Petty
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Divine
Not of this world entirely.
Heaven sent, you are my diety.
Lived through all the romance sadly meant for me.
All I need is a sign.
Make your presence known to mine.
Come to me, I will be divine.
I wear the spell you put on me.
Like a charm no one else can see.
Keeps away the wicked badly meant for me.
All I need is a sign.
Make your presence known to mine.
Come to me, and I will be divine.
And when I thought my fire finally died, I felt your spell, tight as ever, tied.
No one is above the rituals of love.
Temptation calls and the stars fall from the blue.
There is no limitation except for me and you.
Lived through all the romance sadly meant for me.
All I need is a sign.
Make your presence known to mine.
Come to me, and I will be divine.
All I need is a sign.
Make your presence known to mine.
Come to me, and I will be divine.
All I need is a sign.
Make your presence known to mine.
Come to me, and I will be divine.
song performed by by Blondie
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They Went Everywhere Together
Like sky and weather
they went everywhere together
he was rain & she was cloud
he was sun & she was light
she was moon & he was night
like sky & weather
they went everywhere together
he was frost & she was ice
he was fog & she was mist
she was sunrise...he was sunset
he was the sun on a certain morning
she was the sun awakening that morning
like sky & weather
they went everywhere together
poem by Dónall Dempsey
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I Know Sonata
I know that the weather
Can't please me at all
Or maybe I expect too much
From the weather
And what I want from the weather I can't get
At all
Because I am feeling that this isan't fair at all
For me
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Sonnet 11
Which are the clouds, and which the mountains? See,
They mix and melt together! Yon blue hill
Looks fleeting as the vapors which distill
Their dews upon its summit, while the free
And far-off clouds, now solid, dark, and still,
An aspect wear of calm eternity.
Each seems the other, as our fancies will --
The cloud a mount, the mount a cloud, and we
Gaze doubtfully. So everywhere on earth,
This foothold where we stand with slipping feet,
The unsubstantial and substantial meet,
And we are fooled until made wise by Time.
Is not the obvious lesson something worth,
Lady? or have I wov'n an idle rhyme?
poem by Henry Timrod
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Crybaby
Does the weather make me suffer more than anyone
Was a dark cloud assigned to hound me
Does the rain fall heaviest on where I stand
Is the sun's ire directed straight at me
Was the cold wind told I must be followed
Was the snowstorm summoned to bury me
Is the weather really cruel or am I just a
crybaby! : (
© 2009 Sonya Florentino
poem by Sonya Florentino
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