The maritime ode
When the ship sails away,
leaving the quay with space widening
setting a course into the sea
aiming somewhere over the blue beyond
a memory starts lingering in my mind,
about a time that I had experienced
this leaving before
embarked into the wide world
from a timeless place not divided by space,
maybe from somewhere in another galaxy
but still a place that exists
of which all other quays are entities,
links to worlds outside our own atmosphere
and at twilight in the early morning
on the pier
the silence runs deep
as if all sounds are quelled for a time
and with the rising sun
sound roars thundering,
in nearing trains and trucks
in machines catching energy coming alive
and factories billow into clouds of smoke.
[References: The maritime ode by Fernando Pessoa (de Campos) . The maritime ode by Roy Campbell.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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Rising Sun
On the street of villains taken for a ride
you can have the devil as a guide
crippled by the boundaries, programmed into guilt
'til your nervous system starts to tilt.
And in the room of mirrors you can see for miles
but everything that's there is in disguise
every word you've uttered and every thought you've had
is all inside your file, the good and the bad.
But in the rising sun you can feel your life begin
universe at play inside your DNA
you're a billion years old today
oh the rising sun and the place it's coming from
is inside of you and now your payment's overdue
oh the rising sun, oh the rising sun.
On the avenue of sinners I have been employed
working there 'til I was near destroyed
I was almost a statistic inside a doctor's case
when I heard the messenger from inner space
he was sending me a signal that so for long I had
ignored
but he held on to my umbilical cord
until the ghost of memory trapped in my body mind
came out of hiding to become alive.
And in the rising sun you can hear your life begin
and it's here and there nowhere and everywhere
though it's atmosphere is rare
oh the rising sun and the place that it's coming from
is inside of me and now I feel it constantly
oh the rising sun, oh the rising sun, oh the rising
sun.
But in the rising sun you can feel your life begin
universe at play inside your DNA
you're a billion years old today
oh the rising sun and the place it's coming from
is inside of you and now your payment's overdue
oh the rising sun, oh the rising sun, oh the rising
sun.
song performed by by George Harrison
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O B E
Find a space, a quiet place,
Lay lifes troubles down
Body asleep, mind awake,
A journey ones about to
take.
Floating down, walking
away,
Leaving our solid body
lay.
Taking on the inner lite,
Necessary, for the flight.
Tis the same, as when
we sleep,
We project breathing
deep.
Our energy connection,
holds secure,
So the trip, we can endure.
The silver cord remains in
place,
So we can travel, time
and space.
Going where we want to
be,
Energized, relaxed, and
free.
Concentration is the key,
There are many things to
see.
poem by Heather Burns
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Last Soldier
My numbers up
My time has come
Sounds like they're playing my song
On the altar
My picture
Will be there while im gone
There'll be time for laughing
There is no time to cry
Soon I will be leaving
Look me in the eye
No matter what's in front of me
It's your face that I'll see
And the future of our young one
And this is what fuels me
There's no time for laughing
There's no time to cry
Soon I will be leaving
Look me in the eye
The oath I took
Not so seriously
The worlds gathered steam
And caught up with me
And my decisions been made
Some other place
By someone I don't know
And they don't know me
This is no time for laughing
There's no time to cry
Soon I will be leaving
Look me in the eye
song performed by by Pearl Jam
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Timeless
All time that we face down here, whether that time is far or near,
Will just become a period behind, as the future comes to mind,
Here, the present, future and past, are periods that will not last,
As all the time we come to see, are just spans towards Eternity.
Eternity is what we have in view, when time will be eternally new,
When we leave our earthly place, where life is in time and space,
As we move into Heaven sublime, with no limit on space or time,
When past and future is no more, and present will forever endure.
A time we now can’t comprehend, but, where we’ll forever spend.
Within an endless realm with Christ, as we enter into Eternal Life,
And timeless will be that place, which we’ll enter by God’s Grace,
Far away from this earthly sphere, of time and space, down here.
That place, that is prepared for us, was prepared by Christ Jesus,
The world’s only timeless man, the architect of God’s eternal plan,
A scope of which we can’t conceive, even those who truly believe,
And never seen by a mortal’s eye; all God has made for you and I.
So I’ll continue in the present time, on hills and valleys yet to climb,
As I move on to that destination, afforded to me through Salvation,
And at times I will contemplate, life with no space or time constraint,
Until I’m changed by God’s Grace, to enter Heaven’s timeless space.
(Copyright ©12/2010)
Next Train
Well I finally found tomorrow
'Cause I just now found today
But I'm left with all the sorrow
Lingering from yesterday
So I'm leaving this behind on the next train
To what place, well I don't know
When I leave I may not ride on the best train
But it's time for me to let go
Well I'd love for you to be there
On the day I say goodbye
But I've lost too much to your stare
To even waste a sigh
So I'm leaving this behind on the next train
To what place, well I don't know
When I leave I may not ride on the best train
But it's time for me to let go
Yes it's time for me to let go
You're the drug that's in my veins
You lift me up and leave me pain
I'm broken, beaten, barely sane
And I'm leaving on the next train
I gladly stayed to wade it through
And find out what I've meant to you
Now it's clear to me this time
So I'm leaving this behind
So I'm leaving this behind on the next train
To what place, well I don't know
When I leave I may not ride on the best train
But it's time for me to let go
So I'm leaving this behind on the next train
To what place, well I don't know
When I leave I may not ride on the best train
But it's time for me to let go
Yes it's time for me to let go
song performed by by Hanson
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Early Morning Silence
Sitting in the early morning silence
that hasn’t filled with
the approaching days gloom.
That time when the mind
has a chance to run free.
The early morning silence
when no one is around.
The intrusive world has not
invaded our space with idle chatter
from sources that surround us
making up our daily lives.
The early morning silence
we need to activate our mind.
You sit in the darkness
just before the dawn appears
enjoying the solitary that is temporary stillness
brings to your ears.
The early morning silence
when no one is around.
16 September 2010
poem by David Harris
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Primal Death
Space
Time
Space
Travel
Raining
Ai ming
Space
Time
Space
Expanding
Un iting
Increasing
Space
Time
Space
Sweeping
Restraining
Stretching
Space
Time
Space
Wrestling
Throwing
Throwi ng up
Space
Time
Space
Falling
Sinkin g
Overturning
Space
Time
Space
Whi rling
Space
Time
Space
Disturbing
Space
Time
Space
Whirring
Space
Ti me Space
Erring at
Nothing
poem by August Stramm
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The Story Of Them
When friends were friends
And company was right
Wed talk and talk and sing
All through the night.
Morning came leisurely and bright
Downtown wed walk
And passers by
Would shudder with delight
Mmmmmm!
Good times...
All the cats were there
Just dirty enough to say
We dont care.
But the management had had complaints
About some cats with long long hair
Look look look
And the peopled stare
Why, you wont be allowed in
Anywhere
Barred from pubs and clubs and
Dancehalls
Made the scene at the spanish rooms
At the falls
And man, four pints of that scrumpy was
Enough to have you
Out of your mind.
Climbing up the walls
Out of your mind
But it was a gas, all the same
Now just around about this time with
The help of the three js
Started playin at the maritime.
Thats jerry, jerry and jimmy
You know they were always fine
They helped us run the maritime.
And dont forget kit
Hitting people on the head and
Knockin them out
You know he did his best and all
Was something else...
Now people say, who are
Or what are them
That little one sings and that big
One plays the guitar with
A thumble on his finger runs it up
And down the strings
The bass player dont shave much
I think theyre all a little bit
Touched
But the people came
And thats how we made our name
Too much it was
Yeah, good times
Wild, sweaty, crude, ugly
And mad.
And sometimes just a little bit sad
Yeah, they sneered and all
But up there, we just havin a ball
It was a gas, you know
Some good times...
We are the them take it or leave it
You know they took it
It kept coming
And we worked for the people
Sweet sweat
And the misty misty atmosphere
Gimme another drink of beer baby
Gotta get goin here...
Blues come rollin
Down all your avenue
Wont stop at the city hall
Just a few steps away
You can look up at
Maritime hotel
Just a little bit sad
Gotta walk away
Wish it well...
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Wide Open Space
I wonder if after all this time
You think of me.
Do you ever miss my company?
You never could doubt about
The way that I feel.
Tell me: dyou feel it too?
Its funny how after all this time
Youre all I see.
I wonder if you still keep your key.
And now that youre gone
Theres nothing left for me here,
Just a wide open space.
And I cant forget that smile on your face.
Theres a wide open space,
And noone else can stand in your place.
Theres a wide open space here in my heart.
Its funny how all at once
The world can turn around,
Taking you up to bring you down.
And suddenly life has passed me by
And Im left with a wide open space.
You know I cant forget that smile...
... wide open space here in my heart.
I couldnt believe it when I thought
I heard you say
Youd never be coming back this way.
And since youve been gone
Theres been no love for my heart,
No, not a trace.
And I cant forget that smile...
... wide open space here in my heart.
song performed by by Cliff Richard
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Dream In A Thousand Droplets
Unswerving the water runs over familiar steps
Taking along the energy that filtrates each drop
The water runs over my body creating silver rivulets
Clinging to my skin turning it wet and resilient
Forgotten are time space and all tribulations
There is you and eternity in a timeless existence
I reach and you are there beneath the falls
Time stands still only the moment matters
The language of loving hearts perfumes the air
Etching the scent in every rock and crevasse
I release my hold letting the moment fade
A sense of well being sustains my soul
The sound of a sweet timeless acclamation
Takes me away to a safe place within the realm
Reality calls but repose has sealed my fate.
poem by Ingeborg von Finsterwalde
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Cloud and atmosphere
Clouds appear
In the atmosphere
Atmosphere remained
Uncontaminated by clouds
Clouds is not always present
In the atmosphere
Atmosphere exists
Even when there is no clouds.
There is no clouds
There is atmosphere
There is no atmosphere
There is no clouds
Clouds is atmosphere
Atmosphere is not clouds.
Atmosphere exists in its own beings
Clouds has no separate existence
You are my atmosphere
I'm your cloud
Pray
Make me always clear
And in good use.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Look Up At The Sky
…look up at the sky – Oh, do look up at the sky…look up at the sky that stretches in all directions and wherever one may turn…look up at the sky all above and that falls beyond the end of the visible earth…look up at the sky that stretches beyond one’s vision and look beyond the sky into limitless space…
…see, time and care and the narrowness of one’s conditioning confine one and bends one’s mind – as one’s back is bent, and one’s neck is loaded down; and one’s eyes are fixed to the spotlight-defined meters as one stands one’s ground…Oh, but just look up at the sky…
…look up at the sky in the day and see its deep blue…look up at the sky and see the clouds and the sun, and the brilliance and the lack of limits and confines…look up at the sky in the morning and see the sun rise, and behold its wonder and its colors…look up at the sky at twilight and look at it at night with the moon and the stars and the infinite space that stretches beyond…
…look up at the sky and behold its wonders and splendor and its power… look up at the sky and the space beyond and behold its brilliance and limitlessness…
Oh, look up at the sky and the space beyond – and behold the limitlessness of the mind…behold there the infinite stretch of your mind, of the mind…behold the skies and space, and behold the power and glory and the unconfined, unconditioned freedom and brilliance of your mind and your being, of the unconfined mind and of unconditioned being…
poem by Raj Arumugam
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Catching Snowflakes in the sun
It's amazing what people do
When snowflakes fall on top of you
Some run and hide from the falling snow
Whilst others make balls to throw
Life is weird that way
Catching snowflakes in the sun.
As they drift slowly down and fall around you
Look up and open your palms and let land a few
And try to catch their silence and serenity in your hand
Before they quickly melt and disappear
Leaving drops like those from an emotional tear
Catching snowflakes in the sun.
Open your mouth wide and let them land on your tongue
And try to taste the essence from where they have come
For if heaven really exists and is the place to be
Then you could be there in a dream alone floating free
Magic aerial crystals dancing through the air
Catching snowflakes in the sun.
Lie on the ground and you'll be covered from head to toe
Like everything around you in a blanket of snow
Pretend to guide them towards you to the ground
By slowly moving your arms up and down
For a brief moment a snow angel you've become
Catching snowflakes in the sun.
Stand up and brush away the snow
Then build a snowman for you to enjoy
For as the season changes - as it surely will
No longer will you suffer from winter's chill
Instead enjoy every moment before it disappears
Leaving sounds of silenced snow whispers in your ears.
poem by JeanJacques Evendon
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Self Portrait
I can see this world in a different way- from this world I hid for many years.
Riding a ship towards some other galaxy,
Though only inside of my mind-
The rain would pour down upon the real world, and
In the mid winter the snow would fall, but
Lost in some other place in time, I only saw the sun.
I was a rare bird whose wings would carry me
High above the treetops, the mountains and
Even above the highest clouds,
Traveling far away from everybody and everything that was real.
Rain, sleet and hail would fall, though all I could see was a rainbow,
Glistening within the sky, high above the mountains-
I placed no trust in the people who walked upon the ground below,
Although it hardly mattered- I could always converse with those people
Who lived within the kingdom inside of my mind.
I would board a ship, its full sails to the wind,
Carrying me towards the world of my dreams-
Today I see the world in a different way-Now I see reality,
I see reality- hunger, war and people who threaten, and
All I can do is place my hands over my eyes, hoping to shut this cruel world out.
The ship I rode to some other place has been lost somewhere in the sky and
A rare bird, whose wings are now broken, I now see the world under a different light.
Somebody took me and locked me away last night and I have become
A prisoner inside of my own mind-upon that ship with fallen sails
I feel as if I am on a pathway headed towards nowhere-
I place my hands over my eyes. Attempting to hide from all that is real,
Unable to find peace of mind, unable to find my rainbow.
I find myself alone inside of an empty room, with no windows and a door that is locked-
I converse with the voices that speak to me inside of my mind-as
These, nobody can take them away from me and
They are all that is left of my dreams…
poem by Claudia Krizay
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Pachyderm
O' my elderly world, am I getting too bold?
The ones who go first were the elderly ones
Leaving spawns of unfertile aftermaths
Leaving my elderly world high and dry
O' my elderly world, am I getting out of control?
Doing everything that crosses my mind
Like there is no tomorrow
Like there are no rules
O' my elderly world, am I worthy of being alive?
When all my tendency contributes are turmoils
When my currupted mind only grieves others'
Like I own this elderly world...
O' my elderly world, are the rulers doing well?
When all they can offer are blood, tears and lives taken
When the rich becomes richer
When the poor becomes poorer
Like they own this elderly world...
O' my elderly world, do I still have the time?
Am always envious of time
Am always running out of time
Hope I won't be here when your time runs out
O' my elderly world...
poem by Chosen Reject
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When The Smoke Is Going Down
Music :rudolf schenker
Lyrics:klaus meine
Just when you make your way back home
I find some time to be alone
I go to see the place once more
Just like a thousand nights before
I climb the stage again this night
cause the place seems still alive
When the smoke is going down
This is the place where I belong
I really love to turn you on
Ive got your sound still in my ear
While your traces disappear
I climb the stage again this night
cause the place seems still alive
When the smoke is going down
I climb the stage again this night
cause the place seems still alive
When the smoke is going down
When the smoke is going down
When the smoke is going down
song performed by by Scorpions
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Outside My Picture Window
It has been said that there is a world outside my picture window and
Beyond the trees I see everyday and the sky, sometimes overcast and
Other days, when the sun rises early- I can see the sky and have often wondered if
There exists another world within our universe- I know that
There exists a world inside of my mind and
My pupils are the windows into which
People would look if I were to venture outward?
Beyond the sky, and beyond the sun-
Beyond that world inside my mind,
I would never know where there exists a place for me-
Last night outside of my window
I could see the stars- stars mean different things to different people as
Does the sun, the trees and this whole world outside-
The world inside my mind revolves about
The sun that shines upon my own horizon and
As for this world outside, all I can do is look- and to
See a tree, perhaps a single cloud and the grass that grows-
I have shut my mind to the people who live beyond
The trees, clouds and the grass that I can see-
That window opens to the world inside of my thoughts-
I have just shut and pulled the curtain to discourage all intruders-
I am lying by my window in total darkness now as I place my hand over my eyes,
Shutting out reality and now I can see mountains, flowering trees and
A creek flowing in which I can see my reflection and
I am running upon the grass that grows beneath my feet-
I believe I heard music playing inside the fortress of my mind-
It has been said there is a world outside and I have pulled the curtain
To the window once opened to veracity-
Darkness has never looked as beautiful as I am safe here in my solitude-
Even when the stars are shining and the sky is such a magnificent sight to see-
No place is as exquisite as the creek that runs through my inner space and
The sun inside the world of my thoughts that shines upon my horizon?
The stars are far away and all that is real, though just outside my picture window
I perceive as too far away for me to reach- I would touch the stars and I could be a dove
That can lift my wings and fly away from all that threatens, but only inside my dreams-
Children sing songs and read fairy tales and they believe and I believe that
The sun shines light upon their worlds and
Someday their dreams shall blossom as has mine and shall become their homes-
Home is the safe place inside a person's mind, not within the madding crowd that
Exists outside my picture window- even if the stars are always there- and
That unique and special sun shall just keep on shining upon the world of my dreams….
poem by Claudia Krizay
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Astronaut
Verse 1
hey!
Makes my hair stand up on end,
something alien happening,
sychronize but don't comprehend,
cos where i stop that's where you begin!
Another moment i commit,
a pleasure rise im gonna take the hit,
and i'm addicted to the state your in,
cos your getting me out of it!
Chorus
Wasted, there's nothing gonna ace this,
and we're gonna go to space, dear,
cos i'm leaving with An Astronaut!
Music
Da Da Da Da!
Music
Verse 2
Proven now to X-ray specs,
something tells me your the alien sex,
i can't imagine now what comes next,
when this Astronaut connects!
Coming on when i touch your skin,
a kind of strange light you emit
I feel your gravity pull me in,
now your getting me out of it!
Chorus
Wasted, there's nothing gonna ace this,
and were gonna go to space, dear,
cos i'm leaving with An Astronaut!
Wasted, there's nothing gonna ace this,
and were gonna go to space, dear,
cos i'm leaving with An Astronaut!
Verse 3
There feet for Quantum Leap,
because space is hot and deep,
and we follow giant footprints,
as we fall in, falling like the twins,
through Saturn's holy rings,
and if they can't hold us where it's gonna end up,
anybody knows!
Music
An Astronaut
An Astronaut
Chorus
Wasted, there's nothing gonna ace this,
and were gonna go to space, dear,
cos i'm leaving with An Astronaut!
Wasted, there's nothing gonna ace this,
and were gonna go to space, dear,
cos i'm leaving with An Astronaut!
Music
Oo oo oo oo
An Astronaut
Oo oo oo oo
An Astronaut
Oo oo oo oo
An Astronaut
Oo oo oo oo
An Astronaut!
song performed by by Duran Duran
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The Morning Has Not Yet Come
The morning has not yet come-
The darkness is still here-
And yet there is peace and quiet
And a space for thought -
The middle of the night too has its place-
So too the surrounding darkness
In a well- lit room-
Time and Memory also have their place-
All has its place in its time
And all does not when its time comes-
We live and we die
And we do not know why.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Secrets
It seems we caused a forest fire
With just a flicker of a flame
And now I set alight to everything
Now all I do is cause you pain
I won't keep secrets alive
I'll send them all out to space
Without the will to survive
They won't be going no place
Oh my angel
Woman child
I used to think the time would come
When man would rise above the beast
I gave up thinking that way long ago
In conversation with a priest
I won't keep secrets alive
I'll send them all out to space
Without the will to survive
They won't be going no place
Oh my angel
Woman child
We could have heal this blindness
With some human kindness
I know secrets kill you
But my love can fill you
Time and time again
Time and time again
It would be so fine
If you could be mine
I won't keep secrets alive
I'll send them all out to space
Without the will to survive
They won't be going no place
Oh my angel
Woman child
song performed by by Tears For Fears from Raoul & The Kings Of Spain
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