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Dark Colors

Like of a red poppy, danced your petals
have you applauded in the wind?
and a remembrance of my bolder ideals
upon a silken dandelion lint..

Unspoken, my voice abides in floral sheaves,
and all your dreams became
a path to outer worlds, under a rain eaves
similarly apothegms to claim.

A gleam of sorrow the oracle and outright
a field of rhymes in asperity
your worlds received dreams in stars bright
and bogs of betimes eternity.

Inside my soul, dark colors signed my dream
berate my beneficence to crown my scream.

poem by Giorgio Veneto
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Signed a dream

Equal to a bloom white petals
she turned. sun rays to trace;
a betrothal ring of her mettle
was on a silken dandelion lace.

As she abided in floral sheaves,
where all her dreams became,
some mizzle to drum upon eaves,
another chance there to claim.

Lost was her life and outright,
she versed rhymes in asperity,
a love starred in skies, bright,
above bogs of betimes eternity.

And in my mind, signed a dream,
nightly became a sweetest song,
my aloneness became glow to rim,
the star where we both belong.

poem by Giorgio Veneto
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Bright Lights

The bright lights are calling me
The bright lights are calling me
When the world is dark and cold
And Im heading down the road
The bright lights are calling me
As the world is round, the road is long
Ive trouble on my mind
Ill just keep on moving
Until the day comes round
The wind a blowing on my back
And my feet a flying
Flying down the road
Where the bright lights shine
Mondays in a pigtown
Tuesdays in a truck
Wednesdays a field of mud
And thursdays out of luck
Fridays rain clouds
Saturday flies by
Sunday comes shining
From a blue blue sky
The bright lights are calling me
The bright lights are calling me
When the world is dark and cold
And Im heading down the road
The bright lights are calling me
Some towns are golden
Some towns are stained
Some towns are shadows
Fading in the rain
Some towns are rust
And some towns they gleam
Some towns are mad dogs
Some towns are a dream
The bright lights are calling me
The bright lights are calling me
When the world is dark and cold
And Im heading down the road
The bright lights are calling me
Some dreams are hollow
Some dreams are cold
Some dreams are crazy
And some dreams are bold
Some dreams are bought
And other dreams are sold
Some dreams lie waiting
At the end of the road
The bright lights are calling me
The bright lights are calling me
When the world is dark and cold
And Im heading down the road
The bright lights are calling me

song performed by by Pogues
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My Lullaby (Song)

Close your eyes
Go to sleep.
Find your soul
In arms I'll keep
Dream you Little dark Dream
In your eyes
There's a glow
See your dreams
Now you know
Dream you Little dark Dreams
See your dreams
Come alive
Watch them dance
Through your eyes
Dream you Little dark Dreams
Coming now into eternal
Slumber, Sleep your Life's infernal
Lies called dreams within our sorrow
Never waking for tomorrow
Bow your head
Lay on down
Wipe your tears
Do not frown
Dream Dream Dream Dream Dream Dream
Dream you Little dark Dreams
Tonight.

poem by Sans Serif
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The Stars Are My Greatest Disappointment

The stars are my greatest disappointment-
Once they were other worlds beyond this one,
Once they were the land of dreams,
Beyond all dreams-
Once they were where we would go
When we had to go somewhere else-
Once they were many things
They can no longer be-
Now that we know what they really are
Worlds of extremes
Beyond our human being-

Forgive me dear stars,
I look up at you at night
And still want to love you,
But here in myself I know what we have learned
You will never be home for us.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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In Dreams (Life Poem)

In dreams we feel the impossible is easy
In dreams we flee the burdens of this life
In dreams we fly to worlds that don’t exist
In dreams we find the love that cannot be
In dreams we follow a path that never ends
In dreams we fall forever in a nightmare chase.
In dreams we live the jumbled fragments of our lives.
 

poem by Ian Beckett
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Our Perfect Worlds

in a perfect world
bla bla cope out pretexts
people of cold hearts

perfect wonder worlds
are created in our dreams
by all dream believers

in reality of dreams
coming true realized
with heartfelt efforts

perfect wonder worlds
are every day created
by all who believe dreams

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Just A dreamer

I know what others do not know.
I see what others do not see
I know exactly where to go
to enter worlds of fantasy.
I’m just a dreamer I confess.
Something I would much rather be
Than striving always for success.
I don’t care what you think of me.
The dreams you dream depend upon
becoming a celebrity.
When your dreams fail, you’re still unknown
I’ll still be dreaming happily..
I value my ability
to create worlds of fantasy.

12-Mar-08

poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Field Of Dreams

May tomorrow bring you sunshine
as you kiss the sky
in this field of dreams
alone here, you stand
lost little dandelion
soaking up the morning sun

Love flowing like streams
torn apart at the seams
summer days are never gone
with just one promise in your hand
yesterday memories
blowing in the breeze
still never lost in time

You listen to every dropp of rain
fall like teardrops outside your window
in this field of dreams
you never let go
we hide behind the pain
this love so vein

Days so bitter sweet
days that never end
nights that just pass by
in this field of dreams
its only you and I
where our love will mend

And hearts tortured it seems
there is where we will meet
in this field of dreams
where we will never die

In this field of dreams
I'm still lonely on these streets
waiting here for you to be mine
(spiritwind-2009)

poem by Spiritwind Wood
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Dream Flight Tiny Flowers

a dandelion dazzles
bright yellow petals
set among soft blades
green grass carpets
flowers waiting host bees
in pollen quest flights

petals fade to dreams
dandelion transcends
really to harness winds
assumes new dimensions
aeronautical aspirations
tiny flowers bunched seeds

together dream lift flights
to distant diverse fields
dandelion purpose blooms
dream flight tiny flowers
produce seed parachutes
compass aline on heavens

choose navigation stars
rich green grass maps
imagination showers
through blue skies
or grey black storms
watch seasons changes

feelings thoughts minds
souls dance time changes
through wonder ranges
yellow petals subtle changes
one day transformation clicks
into white honeycomb wishes

fades into spectral stems
preparations need seeds
in readiness to roam skies

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Beyond The End

Beyond the end
By: jimmy buffett, marshall chapman, will jennings
1985
We are a long way from anything, I told him. up ahead turn left and
Were fifteen or twenty minutes from cancun. turn right and youve
Got a batch of sixty miles of nothing. so who are we seeing,
Where is he and how do we get in touch.
- travis mcgee from the lonely silver rain
Mayan moon was burnin
We saw visions
Of the past returnin
On the shore
The band was playin
We all heard
What the moon was sayin
The world keeps closin in
It has before
It will again
A voice beyond the wind
Says we must go
Beyond the end
So follow
Beyond the end
A sea of friends are singin
Vaya con dios [go with god]
Mis amigos [my friends]
We take their hopes and feelins
To some new world
Well be revealin
Old worlds keep closin in
They have before
They will again
Voices call
Beyond the wind
Say we must go
Beyond the end
And follow
Beyond the end
(guitar break)
Old worlds keep closin in
They have before
They will again
Voices call
Beyond the wind
Say we must go
Beyond the end
Old worlds (old worlds) keep closin in (keep closin in)
They have before (they have before)
They will again
Voices call (voices call)
Beyond the wind
Say we must go (say we must go)
Beyond the end (beyond the end)
And follow
Beyond the end
Old worlds (old worlds) keep closin in (keep closin in)
They have before
They will again (oh they will again)
Voices call (voices call)
Beyond the wind (beyond the wind)
Say we must go (say-eeee...)
Beyond the end
Old worlds (old worlds) keep closin in (keep closin in) (=roy orbison)
They have before (they have before)
They will again (they will again)
Voices call (voices call)
Beyond the wind (beyond the wind)
Say we must go (say we must go)
Beyond the end (beyond the end...)
Old worlds keep closin in (keep closin in)
They have before (they have before)
They will again (they will again)
Voices call (voices call)
Beyond the wind (beyond the wind)
Say we must go (say we must go)
Beyond the end ...
- notes:
Featuring josh leo on lead guitar and jonathan edwards and roy orbison who
Take us beyond the end
The ocean almanac singers are: timothy b. schmit, harry stinson, larry lee,
Sam clayton, wendy waldman, pam tillis, val & birdie.

song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Angels

The further you get, the better you see
Ooh yeah, it all goes on and on, infinitely
The closer you are, the better you see
Oh, within, within, there is infinity
worlds within worlds within worlds within worlds
Let your soul take you higher
There are no bounds
Let your soul take you higher
(chase your fire)
(out of love, with empty souls)
Oh look back from the stars and see we are dust
It all goes on and on and we are the dust
So why don't we laugh, and why-
why don't we sing...
in endless chords and harmonies
We're angels, dancing 'round
(repeat chorus to fade)

song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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I Live In Other Worlds

I LIVE IN OTHER WORLDS

I live in other worlds-
Far from those most people live in
I am happy in my worlds-mostly
They do not bite or sting-

I live in other worlds
There are inward worlds
Quiet worlds
They have poems and music and stories in them-

I listen to them
And I make and remake them
as my own little worlds
Word- worlds mostly-

Like this one.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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Two Different Worlds

I know this girl, shes always on my mind
She lives in her world and I live in mine
I should forget about her and Ive tried
Lord knows Ive tried
But I want to know her, and heres the other side
Ive got someone waiting for me every night
Shes the only one Ive ever loved
And its been that way for the longest time
Shes the one that makes my world go right
And it tears me in two because I know where Ill be tonight
I think she knows it
I think she knows
Two different worlds, two different worlds
One that belongs to me, one could be wrong for me
Two different worlds, two different worlds
Oh, two different worlds
Is she that different or is it the thrill of someone new
Strung out on her, I need her love
I need it bad, and I know, I know its true
Im the one that lies awake alone
I know, shes the one that makes me stray from home
And I know it
Yeah, I know it
Two different worlds, two different worlds
One that I may regret, one that I cant forget
Two different worlds, two different worlds
Oh, always two different worlds
No, I cant explain this emptiness
No, I know I cant go on like this
Two different worlds, two different worlds
Two different worlds
I live in two different worlds
One that I may regret, one that I wont forget
Two different worlds
But I cant live in both, I know
One world I must let go

song performed by by Foreigner
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Excelsior

When the moon is full and bright
And its charm is falling down,
Every roof you see in town
Is a puddle filled with light.

In the night that's looking blue
Silver rain superbly shines,
Like a dream of lofty rhymes,
Lovely tunes, and whispers, too.

From the starry worlds on high
Magic comes now here below
And envelops nice and slow
The sad valley of the cry.

When the golden dust is great,
Flowers shine and stars are bright,
What bad thoughts can dim the light,
And what dragon, and what fate?

Nature, sky, and God of love,
Dark blue mystery of life!
I don't mind the curse and strife
For you've lifted me above.

poem by Alexandru Macedonski, translated by Octavian Cocoş
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Both Sides

Visions of fine blue marble lions
Sceptre of unspoken dreams
Palace of silver luxuriant time
Everything alive with meaning

Solitude is a fortress of wisdom
Hate evaporates with the dawn
Dharma is earth and angels
Seamless sky of eternal soul

Candles reveal forgiveness
Crimson ruby red streams
Rivers that cry now laugh
Onyx ships bright with stars

Inward eyes of ancient future
Jewels of a sea of glass
The mirror of joy and sorrow
Soul of the past tomorrows

High cliffs overlook the sea
Who can see eternity?
Deep in the land of light
Inside the gates of gold

The split man sleeps tonight
Chained in mortal atrophy
Can you hear the flowers sing?
Someday soon I'll sing with you

Do you dream on both sides?

poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Jimmy Dreams

Jimmy dreams
Hes a child to the end
What a joy
When you are your best friend
The worlds such a toy
If you just stay a boy
Ou can spin it again and again
Jimmy flies
With no use for disguise
Just escapes
Using mirrors and capes
And the words do the trick
There is no bigger kick
Than just rhyming again and again
Sound of the low tide
The smell of the rain
Travellin alone
On my boat and my plane
Take it all in
Its as big as it seems
Count all your blessings
Remember your dreams
Jimmy stares
Towards the bright pleiades
Its so strange
What his distant eye sees
Who knows why you start
Rediscovering your heart
But you do it again and again
Sound of the low tide
Smell of the rain
Travelling alone
On my boat and my plane
Take it all in
Its as big as it seems
Count all your blessings
Remember your dreams
Jimmy stares
Towards the bright pleiades
Its so strange
What his distant eye sees
Who knows why you start
Rediscovering your heart
Ou just do it again and again
The worlds still a toy
If youll just stay a boy
And thats why jimmy dreams.

song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Path Of Poetry Petals

My petals are already drying out,
They’re not white anymore,
But a shade of gray!

I am walking on a path of poetry petals,
Why is my poetry tainted with
Innocent blood,
Dripping on my path?

The wind stirs up those petals,
And they run, they fly,
But then they fall again...

I am walking on a path of poetry petals,
Why is my poetry tainted with
Your kisses,
Caressing each petal of mine?

Rain starts, all the poetry
Is washed off those petals,
Massacre of raindrops!

I am walking on a dirty path of solitude,
Of ignorance, of profane light...
Eternity was washed away,
Beauty was damaged...

Poetry is always doomed,
Even if I’d write with my own blood,
On steel petals,

The raindrops would still wash
My poetry away,
It has no strength within,
No eternity within!

©Elya Thorn. Do not republish without permission!

poem by Elya Thorn
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Dreamz

what is a dream if you cant achieve it
what is a dream if you dont believe it
i want my dreams to all come true
i want my dreams to be shared with you
a dream is a place of magical things
a dream is a place where bluebirds sing
all our dreams we are longing for
a dream of you that i adore
why is dreams all filled with joy
when after a dream it is destroyed
why is dreams of something we cant have
when we dream of the things we once had
dreams come with so many meanings
happy and sad so many feelings
so why do we dream if it hurts inside
when we watch our dreams all fade and die
if i was a dream id fly away
id dream of happiness and make it stay
what is a dream with no ending
why do dreams start descending
what is a dream that aint complete
why are dreams so discreet
dreams are full of many things
dreams are full of true feelings
believe in dreams and youll succeed
believe in dreams yes i do indeed

poem by Mitchell Nott
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Dreams

Oh! that my young life were a lasting dream!
My spirit not awakening, till the beam
Of an Eternity should bring the morrow.
Yes! tho' that long dream were of hopeless sorrow,
'Twere better than the cold reality
Of waking life, to him whose heart must be,
And hath been still, upon the lovely earth,
A chaos of deep passion, from his birth.
But should it be- that dream eternally
Continuing- as dreams have been to me
In my young boyhood- should it thus be given,
'Twere folly still to hope for higher Heaven.
For I have revell'd, when the sun was bright
I' the summer sky, in dreams of living light
And loveliness,- have left my very heart
In climes of my imagining, apart
From mine own home, with beings that have been
Of mine own thought- what more could I have seen?
'Twas once- and only once- and the wild hour
From my remembrance shall not pass- some power
Or spell had bound me- 'twas the chilly wind
Came o'er me in the night, and left behind
Its image on my spirit- or the moon
Shone on my slumbers in her lofty noon
Too coldly- or the stars- howe'er it was
That dream was as that night-wind- let it pass.

I have been happy, tho' in a dream.
I have been happy- and I love the theme:
Dreams! in their vivid coloring of life,
As in that fleeting, shadowy, misty strife
Of semblance with reality, which brings
To the delirious eye, more lovely things
Of Paradise and Love- and all our own!
Than young Hope in his sunniest hour hath known.

poem by Edgar Allan Poe
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The Lover To His Lass

Crown her with stars, this angel of our planet,
Cover her with morning, this thing of pure delight,
Mantle her with midnight till a mortal cannot
See her for the garments of the light and the night.

How far I wandered, worlds away and far away,
Heard a voice but knew it not in the clear cold,
Many a wide circle and many a wan star away,
Dwelling in the chambers where the worlds were growing old.

Saw them growing old and heard them falling
Like ripe fruit when a tree is in the wind;
Saw the seraphs gather them, their clarion voices calling
In rounds of cheering labour till the orchard floor was thinned.

Saw a whole universe turn to its setting,
Old and cold and weary, gray and cold as death,
But before mine eyes were veiled in forgetting,
Something always caught my soul and held its breath.

Caught it up and held it, now I know the reason;
Governed it and soothed it, now I know why;
Nurtured it and trained it and kept it for the season
When new worlds should blossom in the springtime sky.

How have they blossomed, see the sky is like a garden!
Ah! how fresh the worlds look hanging on the slope!
Pluck one and wear it, Love, and ask the Gardener's pardon,
Pluck out the Pleiads like a spray of heliotrope.

See Aldebaran like a red rose clamber,
See brave Betelgeux pranked with poppy light;
This young earth must float in floods of amber
Glowing with a crocus flame in the dells of night.

O you cannot cheat the soul of an inborn ambition,
'Tis a naked viewless thing living in its thought,
But it mounts through errors and by valleys of contrition
Till it conquers destiny and finds the thing it sought.

Crown her with stars, this angel of our planet,
Cover her with morning, this thing of pure delight,
Mantle her with midnight till a mortal cannot
See her for the garments of the light and the night.

poem by Duncan Campbell Scott
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