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I keep a summer in my mind

I keep a summer in my mind
far away our youth's initial built,
windows are open on every sunshine,
There I become molecule of air,
smile of the red cloud, an ocean wave's foam.

I know of a smiling place,
where you walk in eternal blossoms
hovering entity of the winds
with your hands reaching out for it
to last in dedicated heavenly shoals.

I know of a day I invited you
my soldiers' colors celebrating a feast
and always a visitor you 'll be
to keep a rhythm, to keep a scope
suspend our Sundays of eighteen.

I know of a space filled with school desks
illuminated molecules of dust
hovering our first-born rights
with constellations in held-up skies
and I have a right to change into this -
made of rock!

poem by Giorgio Veneto
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For Those Who Remain Alive

on the fields of sorrow
the finches of hope are hovering
the winds of change are blowing
the skies look down
upon the trees whose hands are raised
in praise
of those who remain with the dignity of
their roots
spreading like grass
so many and so alive

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Hovering Sombrero

Hey hovering sombrero
Gently waving in the air above the meadow
Softly floating in the sky outside the window
Hovering sombrero dont be shy
Dont... dont be shy
Dont be... terrified
When you take yourself for granted
Feel rejected and unwanted
Know youre never just a hat
Youre never only just a hat, you know
Hovering sombrero
Hovering sombrero
Time is flying like an arrow
And the clock hands go so fast they make the wind blow
And it makes the pages of the calender go flying out the window one by one
Til a hundred years are on the front lawn
And the old familiar things are mostly all gone
But the old sombrero just keep hovering on
Hovering sombrero hover on
Dont be burdened by regrets
Or make your failures an obsession
Or become embittered or possessed
By ruined hopes remember
When you take yourself for granted
Feel rejected and unwanted
Know youre never just a hat
Youre never only just a hat, you know
Hovering sombrero
Hovering sombrero

song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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The Rhythm Of The Heat

Looking out the window
I see the red dust clear
High up on the red rock
Stands the shadow with the spear
The land here is strong
Strong beneath my feet
It feeds on the blood
It feeds on the heat
The rhythm is below me
The rhythm of the heat
The rhythm is around me
The rhythm has control
The rhythm is inside me
The rhythm has my soul
The rhythm of the heat
The rhythm of the heat
The rhythm of the heat
The rhythm of the heat
Drawn across the plainland
To the place that is higher
Drawn into the circle
That dances round the fire
We spit into out hands
And breathe across the palms
Raising them up high
Help open to the sun
Self-conscious, uncertain
Im showered with the dust
The spirit enter into me
And I submit to trust
Smash the radio
No outside voices here
Smash the watch
Cannot tear the day to shreds
Smash the camera
Cannot steal away the spirits
The rhythm is around me
The rhythm has control
The rhythm is inside me
The rhythm has my soul

song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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The Surrender

HERE, in the new day's golden splendour —
Headlands pushing their foreheads forward —
Sweet is the surfer's glad surrender
To the will of the wave, as it rushes shoreward.
Nought in his ears but the breaker's thunder,
Arrowing on through the surf he flies,
Foam about him and clean sands under,
Over him arching the radiant skies.
Yielding himself as a toy to the ocean,
Locked and mute in its fierce embraces,
Thrilled and filled with the joy of motion,
Limbs outstretched, through the swirl he races.
Here, in the gold day's new-born splendour,
Sea winds sighing in tree and cave,
Sweet it is in a glad surrender
Thus to yield to the will of the wave.

poem by Roderic Quinn
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Hovering

Clouds and UFOs
Gods and Sleeping eyes
They are all hovering up above
Nothing makes sense
Weather Life
Religion Death
All these mysteries
Hovering in the mind

poem by Double A P SS
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I'm Eighteen

Lines form on my face and hands
Lines form from the ups and downs
I'm in the middle without any plans
I'm a boy and I'm a man

I'm eighteen
and I don't know what I want
Eighteen
I just don't know what I want
Eighteen
I gotta get away
I gotta get out of this place
I'll go runnin in outer space
Oh yeah

I got a
baby's brain and an old man's heart
Took eighteen years to get this far
Don't always know what I'm talkin' about
Feels like I'm livin in the middle of doubt
Cause I'm

Eighteen
I get confused every day
Eighteen
I just don't know what to say
Eighteen
I gotta get away

Lines form on my face and my hands
Lines form on the left and right
I'm in the middle
the middle of life
I'm a boy and I'm a man
I'm eighteen and I LIKE IT
Yes I like it
Oh I like it
Love it
Like it
Love it
Eighteen!
Eighteen!
Eighteen!
Eighteen and I LIKE IT

song performed by by Alice Cooper from Essentials
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Eighteen

Eighteen
Alice Cooper
(Bruce, Cooper, Dunaway, Smith, Buxton)
Lines form on my face and hands
Lines form from the ups and downs
I'm in the middle without any plans
I'm a boy and I'm a man
I'm eighteen
and I don't know what I want
Eighteen
I just don't know what I want
Eighteen
I gotta get away
I gotta get out of this place
I'll go runnin in outer space
Oh yeah
I got a
baby's brain and an old man's heart
Took eighteen years to get this far
Don't always know what I'm talkin' about
Feels like I'm livin in the middle of doubt
Cause I'm
Eighteen
I get confused every day
Eighteen
I just don't know what to say
Eighteen
I gotta get away
Lines form on my face and my hands
Lines form on the left and right
I'm in the middle
the middle of life
I'm a boy and I'm a man
I'm eighteen and I LIKE IT
Yes I like it
Oh I like it
Love it
Like it
Love it
Eighteen!
Eighteen!
Eighteen!
Eighteen and I LIKE IT

song performed by by Alice Cooper
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And The Rains Descended And The Floods Came

NOW the far waves roll nearer and more near,
The wind's awake, the pitiless wind's awake,
It shrieks the menace that I dare not hear,
Soon at my feet the angry waves will break
In desolating wrath--and here I stand
Helpless my house is built upon the sand.

O you, whose house upon a rock is set,
Laugh, safe and sure, at threatening wave and wind.
You chose the better part and yet--and yet,
There was no other ground that I could find,
And I was weary and I longed to raise
A house to guard my shivering nights and days.

And it was pleasant in the house I made,
While still the floods and winds were held asleep.
I blessed it at the dawn, at night I prayed
As though its dear foundations had been deep
Sunk in the rock. I whispered in surmise,
'What if winds never wake, floods never rise?'

And now the waves are near and very near,
And here I wait and wonder which may be
The wave in which my house will disappear,
My little house that loved and sheltered me,
Where joy still sings, her garland in her hand,
Built on the sand, oh God, built on the sand!

poem by Edith Nesbit
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Eternity of my soaring

My whole life I kept for you, a reason
of annunciated dimensions, prorogued;
my turned to the winds hands, a mizzen,
account on dusks of a bitter monologue.

All of my soul's children hunt storms
first sight of our sun, repleted light's wit;
amid winds of ghostly-dreamy forms,
sounded the Bells of our morning reached.

My pulse yon spreads, on church bells,
rhythm of waves inscribed on time's embers,
escorting me on Sundays, a name I spell,
marked with your return, my dream enters.

When friends, on Sundays invite me to feast,
I see the river of our uprising morning,
You are in dim light, adorning my mist
to love me in the eternity of my soaring.

poem by Giorgio Veneto
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An Ocean above the Ocean

My ship sailing motionless -
I felt that I'm blessed with a notion
of being placed in a divine place,
an ocean high above the earthly ocean
on which cruising clouds crowded as
hyacinths floating on a windy surface.

Icebergs peaking high, their snowcaps
threatening a tremendous wreck, yet
I found that foamy type froth - smooth
to trade through, palpable and so near
still untouchable, my wishes remained
unquenched. I remained in a motionless ship.

This gateway to the galaxy opened
an ecstatic horizon - dream to reach
that ethereal level, sun grinning, beaming
on floating aquatics, I marveled the wonder
of finding a hovering fantasy so real, so high
above the ocean to find my ocean of clouds;

So near to God, this Godly attire the sky
wore with a floor of heavenly mosaic
on a nautical platform of billows of plumes,
an entity being hidden from the terrain below.
So elated, blissfully engulfed and domain of peace
prevailed upon my engrossed mind and soul apiece.

Enchantment soon was over, back again to my haven
I often take repose; still swim in that oceanic heaven.

poem by Gautam Sen
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The Summer I was Four

Dedicated to Tabitha Marie Utzig, Age 4

I slept with my favorite toys
Went swinging in the park
Sang in a microphone
And played on my guitar
The summer I was four

I helped a magician with his tricks
Tried dunking in a pool
Made playdough food and animals
And licked mom’s mixing spoons
The summer I was four

Played mini golf with my dad
Hot tubbed it with my mom
Dressed up as a Hogwarts witch
And made a magic wand
The summer I was four

I slid down a giant slide
Climbed my first rock wall
Played with my Barbie dolls
And danced like at a ball
The summer I was four

Made mud pies with my new best friends
Built cities in the sand
Cuddled up for movie night
And held my sister’s hand
The summer I was four

Ran through sprinklers, ate ice cream
Explored a mountain cave
Tossed a ball with brothers four
And then learned how to bake
The summer I was four

On the computer games I played
With Dora and Mickey Mouse
Rode my bike with training wheels
Around and around the house
The summer I was four

Visited family far away
Canoed a river there
Colored, painted, glittered, glued
My art I loved to share
The summer I was four

Went fishing with my family
Caught more than my dad
Butt sliding down the living room stairs
Oh what fun I had
The summer I was four

My family loves me this I know
My life is pleasure filled
Though years may pass cause time goes on
Memories have been built
The summer I was four

poem by Jacquie StewartHeimann
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I tell my students to try to know molecules, so well that when they have some question involving molecules, they can ask themselves, What would I do if I were that molecule?

quote by George Wald
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Story of water molecules

story of water molecule!

I was ocean and I was in ocean,
When my own waves brought
me to surface, I was happy I got exposed..
And I was exposed to the fresh
air and fresh rays of broad
sunlight.

I stared gaining energy... each
molecule vibrated with and I too,
I was lifted up and up,
With friends and family together
raising in space..

We are cloud and I am cloud away my ocean!

Alas! , air stopped lifting us and
started swinging here and there
and billions and billions of us
were there enjoying together
our swing, jolting and moving
here and there, But the cool air drew our energy..
We came together as we become
poorer and poorer..
We formed a group and dropp and
started
falling together! Some fell on hot rocks and hot
land, quickly went up..
But some fell on grass and plants
got absorbed and trapped there,
some fell on land joined hands
and became steam, We called our
trapped friends to
join us, but they were settled
there and enjoying happiness
and sorrow, making their own
life, some were in trees and
plants, some were in men and
beasts, enjoying their life there.. We streams joined and became
rivers and rolling and falling in
eddies and vortoices,
we enjoyed rocks and falls... And
reached
ocean completing a cycle.. But still most of our friends Were
back and there
still
enjoying their trapped life, some
are in organismsms, some in
lakes and ponds, some as mountain
ice! Oh we are molecule yet Not
differentiated in ocean! We are
neither happy nor feeling pain, Some us dived deep and felt safe
felt escaped the cycle... Some loved and felt bad of our
friends trapped, wanted to go to
call them back, remained on the
surface to go and warn them we
were oceans,
They were, sages, seers and prophets.. They knew they are free, yet
their love, and decide to be part
of eternal play..! We can now say,
we are that, I am that, this and that, but who is there to
listen we are all
ocean we are ocean! Or we are raising, or we are
in clouds or we in lakes and
ponds. Trapped or free, having a
duty towards us, towards others
and the Ocean! I am that, think about you and
feel yourself.... 'I am that '

poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Where Is My Sunshine?

Darkness and pain surrounds me no sunlight to guide me
Where is my sunshine?

I see others smiling and having fun but all I can do is watch
Where is my sunshine?

Depressed and unhappy I put a fake smile on my face for my friends
Where is my sunshine?

I wonder why the grey cloud follows me aroun and why I cry myself to sleep every night I yell for help oping and praying someone will pull me out of the darkness and from under the grey cloud but no one comes

So I ask Where Is My Sunshine! ? ! ?

poem by Ciarria Westmoreland
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Princess Of My Heart

If you were the rays of the sun bringing light
and I the darkness that blots out everything to black
we would have met each other at daybreak and sunset,
we would have greeted each other for moments
when the earth turns in its eternal orbit
and you would bring light to my darkness,
if you were the rays of the sun bringing light
and I the darkness that blots out everything to black.
.
If you were the stretched out ocean
and I the sky that goes up to space
we would have constantly touched each other
and at times I would have made your waters my own
and at times your waves would hit threatening
while my breath draws tracks over your surface,
if you were the stretched out ocean
and I the sky that goes up to space

If you were the spring that explodes in blossoms
and I the summer that comes with maturity
your lustrous glory would sing of my coming
while insects and birds frolic in pollination
and we both would draw strength from light, rain and dust
and I would be able to bare your fruit from each pretty flower,
if you were the spring that explodes in blossoms
and I the summer that comes with maturity

but you are my princess that I adore as my wife
and I am a writer of verses that keeps longing,
if you only knew the depth of my love
you would never be able to forget
and still my love sneaks into you
and brings meaning and maturity to every desire
but you are my princess that I adore as my wife
and I am a writer of verses that keeps longing.

[Reference: 'Princesse Lontaine' by A.G. Visser.]

poem by Gert Strydom
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Raised On Rock

(words & music by mark james)
I remember as a child I used to hear
Music that they played lord with a feel
Some call it folk, some call it soul
People let me tell you it was rock and roll
I was raised on rock, I got rhythm in my soul
Every day when I got home I turned on my radio
Listening to the music that my idols made
I knew every single record the djs played
A honky tonk a hound dog, a johnny b. goode
Chain gang, love is strange, knock on wood
I was raised on rock, I got rhythm in my soul
I was born to love the beat I was made for rock and roll
I thought it was a fad, thought that it would pass
But the younger generation knew it would last
Times gone by, the beat goes on
But every time I hear it lord it takes me home
I was raised on rock, I got rhythm in my soul
Every day when I got home I turned on my radio
Mother played recordings of beethovens fifth
Mozarts sonatas down the classical liszt
My papa loved to listen to his country songs
While I was in the back room rockin on
I was raised on rock, I got rhythm in my soul
I was born to love the beat I was made for rock and roll
I was raised on rock, I got rhythm in my soul
I was born to love the beat I was made for rock and roll
I was raised on rock, I got rhythm in my soul

song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Eighth Wonder

Thy Smile

To Our Loving Daughter

It’s the Eighth Wonder on earth
And the First Wonder elsewhere.
Like a ray of a distant star
Thy smile flashes across our world.
Like a dropp of heavenly shower
It gently touches our souls.
Neither the enigmatic smile of Lisa
Nor the smile of Vinci’s model
Compared unto thy heavenly smile
For thou art God’s Gift with divine features.
Thy eyes do smile too
For they’re the lights of the Heavenly Star.
Thy smile is the handiwork of God,
Thy smile is the medicine to every grieving soul,
Thy smile is the utterance of God
Who dwells in the innocence of babes,
Thy smiling eyes do express Heavenly Light.
Let’s imbibe thy smile and dwell in innocence,
For innocence is beauty born of virtues.

poem by MBJ Pancras
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When God And I Sang Love Songs

In the beginning was the word and the word wanted me
words many words haunted my days haunted my nights
sleepless nights so tired so tired yet the word wanted me

wanting needing to sleep yet words drove me would not let me be
words lines of verse filling filling my mind time after absorbent time
poems born in the night night visions night words wanting born life

no choice no choice the word commands commanded servant soul writes
hot summer nights sped youth hair dusty blond skin beach burnt brown
wind kissed bronze naked skin sea carried surging soul safe in wave water

salt spray wave spray sea foam wave burst white foam birth born surging
sea surge ocean surge wind wide sea beach breaking over wild soul free
swimming beach sand river tides water pulse washing over through soul

riding out hard fast with death wave laughing life rhythms tide fast run
words nights of words stone dropping given in love to God life codes
biorhythms still life lost thirty minutes hours blink in deep meditations

diving into quest states mind soaring soaring
through vast layered sea deep meaning
poems freeborn so many poems written intermixing
together rhythm worship never ending
poems life love wave vibrant harmonic ad hoc fusing
soul carried I sang our life songs of life

poem by Terence George Craddock
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For the sake of our memories

Don't be deceived by the strength you see in my eyes
or by the perfection you witness in my stance
for when you leave they just rain on me with the skies
while my defeated knees collapse in a glance

your smile used to make my heart rejoice
but I have absorbed it all in the past, it seems
forgive me for the Indifference you hear in my voice
forgive me for obscurely summoning you in my dreams

Don't be mislead, by the height of my shoulders
or the smile you see so frequently
it is merely a mask worn by fearful soldiers
or the remainder of my pride reaching out to me

be wary of the words you are about to use
for words leave scars which are easier to trace
you have always been smart with gestures and clues
you were always able to read the silence in my face

please don't look at me with those distant eyes
look away, it will be easier for me to survive the months
Remember our energy, laughter and miles
Don't wave to me, with hands; you've held me with once

poem by Ayesha Sartawi
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Like A Rock

Words and music by bob seger
Stood there boldly
Sweatin in the sun
Felt like a million
Felt like number one
The height of summer
Id never felt that strong
Like a rock
I was eighteen
Didnt have a care
Working for peanuts
Not a dime to spare
But I was lean and
Solid everywhere
Like a rock
My hands were steady
My eyes were clear and bright
My walk had purpose
My steps were quick and light
And I held firmly
To what I felt was right
Like a rock
Like a rock, I was strong as I could be
Like a rock, nothin ever got to me
Like a rock, I was something to see
Like a rock
And I stood arrow straight
Unencumbered by the weight
Of all these hustlers and their schemes
I stood proud, I stood tall
High above it all
I still believed in my dreams
Twenty years now
Whered they go?
Twenty years
I dont know
Sit and I wonder sometimes
Where theyve gone
And sometimes late at night
When Im bathed in the firelight
The moon comes callin a ghostly white
And I recall
Recall
Like a rock. standin arrow straight
Like a rock, chargin from the gate
Like a rock, carryin the weight
Like a rock
Lihe a rock, the sun upon my skin
Like a rock, hard against the wind
Like a rock, I see myself again
Like a rock

song performed by by Bob Seger
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