Don't Fall
DON'T.!
fall for an illusion
a poet in disguise
a spider spinning
webs
interlaced with many
lies.
A dreamer of day dreams
he will always be
building sand castles
erected by the sea.
The tide will return
wash them all away
you'll stand on the
beach
lost in the fray.
He will touch your
heart
refuse to let it go
then walk away
leaving it lying in
the snow.
poem by Heather Burns
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Sand Castles
Sand castles on the beach,
but still far out of reach
of the encroaching waves
which wash into the caves
like an unwelcome leach.
The tide will wash it away.
Eden will passionately sway
to the rhythm of the wind.
A moment never to be rescind.
Build the castles anyway.
The sand will always be
just sand and infinitely free.
Whether we use it or not,
it will eventually come to naught,
but the memories remain with me.
poem by Suzette Crous
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Down to the beach
Down to the beach
Down to the beach
On a sunny day we go
Beach bags packed with sun screen lotions
Hands rubbing people’s backs in slow motion
Glistening oily bodies radiating with sensation
Down to the beach
Down to the beach
Where a chilly sea breeze blows
Let’s have some fun
In the red-hot sun
Down to the beach
Only there the ladies reveal saucy behinds
Whenever the raging sun is still kind
Down to the beach
As never-ceasing waves play across the shores
People happily play dreading any rainy downpour
Down to the beach
Where young lovers closely nestle
As sand creatures cause the sand to bristle
Seagulls gliding in the air with screams and whistles
Kids picking up shells and building stormy sand castles
Down to the beach
Where mostly good vibes flow
Down to the beach
We go whilst there is still sun without snow
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Who Can Touch The Sky?
In youth, castles are built of
sand
Ever shifting, and restless,
Somewhat as beach combers,
Eventually a tide swept in,
Gathering them in angry
arms
Whirling expectations to sea.
Here of late, castles appear
on high ground, undisturbed.
Who can touch the sky?
poem by Heather Burns
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I saw you building castles on the beach
I saw you building castles on the beach
and mine were in my mind,
in dreams, in a world out of touch
still out of reach
but so near that I almost
could touch them
and when your eyes found mine
something there connected
with my thoughts, you smiled
and the sea brushed
all your castles away
but that was really ok
and the sky, the sun, the surf
and even the lacking wind
made it a perfect day
and together we walked
into the sea, splashed
and swam to the other side
of the crushing waves
and I wish that every day
could be as carefree as just then.
poem by Gert Strydom
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SPIDER AND THE FLY...by Talile Ali
SPINNING THAT WEB
TO TRAP ANY DUMB ASS GUY
CAREFULLY WOVE
DID THE SPIDER FOR THIS UNDONE FLY
DUMB ASS COME RUNNING
CHASING A LIE
GETS WHAT HE DESERVES FROM
THE SPIDER WHEN SHE CRIES
TRUTH IN AN ACTION
IT IS DO OR DIE
GIVE WOMEN WHAT THEY WANT
OR YOU BETTER KNOW YOU WILL FRY
WOMEN ARE SENSELESS
WOMEN ARE INSANE
THATS WHY MEN ARE BEAST
BECAUSE THE WOMEN AREN'T TAMED
SPINNING THEIR WEBS
WITH THE POWER OF THEIR EYES
NOT EVEN GENTLE
AS THEY HANG YOU OUT TO DRY
BUGGY EYED AND BUZZING
ALWAYS GOING TO TRY
THATS WHY MEN ARE CAPTURED
IN THE WEBS OF THESE ARACHNI
poem by Talile Ali
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Love Letters
As
children
we played
on the
beach.
gathering
shells
for our
collections.
Leaving
love
let ters
in the
sand.
the tide
rushed
in
many times
lately
I returned
seeking
the
letters.
for some
reason
they could
not be
found.
the beach
a blank
slate.
an angry
tide had
rushed in
destroying
our love
letters.
forever
lost in
the sand.
poem by Heather Burns
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Ignorance Is Bliss
Written by ian bairnson
I find this paradise and rest beside a river
No need to walk another mile
It seems like everyone has everything that wishes could provide
But no one seems to smile
You wont believe me when I tell you this is fantasy
Dont ask how long all this can last
The same old sun will rise and make tomorrow just like yesterday
And so your time will pass
A shelter from the storm
A room without a view
A place where you belong
And like a mothers kiss
That carries you to sleep
The ignorance is bliss
One day the wind may change and blow at your defences
And shake the ground on which you stand
One day the tide may turn and wash away your castles in the sand
And silence rule the land
A shelter from the storm
A room without a view
A place where you belong
And like a mothers kiss
That carries you to sleep
The ignorance is bliss
One day the wind will change and blow away your wonderland
Blue skies will soon be overcast
One day the tide will turn and wash away your castles in the sand
And youll find peace at last
song performed by by Alan Parsons Project
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Spiders Web
my friends all told me to take care
for my heart you would tear.
but i was so infatuated with you
that i just did'nt see it through.
all i saw was the beauty in your face
and the depth in your eyes.
i did not think it was a disguise.
just like a spider, you caught me in your web
and you got deep inside my head.
you made me believe all your lies
and took me in like a fool, i can't deny.
just like a spider you drained me
and left me weak. to the point i could'nt speak
for you it's a treat, this web of deceit
you hid your lies all so well
you put me in a living hell.
all the dreams i had of you
they seem to have fallen thru.
and now that i have gained my strength
i am all HELL BENT.
i will see you fall from the web that you built.
and of all the hearts you killed.
you will fall to the floor
and i will have settled the score.
poem by Louis Rams
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Bright Buckets
Bright buckets bulge with sand and shells today,
brimmed by children busily at play,
intent on building, digging time away
upon the beach, sand castles they inlay
with scalloped decorations castaway
by last tide’s currents, scattered anyway
along the tattered margin of the bay.
A tiny grain of sand was yesterday
caught up within the complex interplay
of forces ‘yond our ken which ever weigh
upon the stream of consciousness to sway
more than a moment’s notice in their way
regardless of the influences they
appear to have upon our day to day.
Our meditations led far, far away
to rock formations which Time’s Go games play
until the grain by wind or water spray
from bedrock blown, is worn down, dust or clay,
key silent witness to life’s chaos fray.
What change of scene, and what has been, what may
yet be that grain stands witness to Time’s stay...?
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Eternity
I was born on the banks of eternity
A page of the history it teaches
Not a care, lived my life like a hurricane
Leaving everything along the way in pieces
Some may have cheered, some may have wondered
If I am flesh, if I am stone
Thoughts of you tear through me like thunder
You are the light that has led me back home
Take me to the river, baby
Wash away the lies
Ive got no reputation living in your eyes
Take me to eternity
Let me bury this disguise
A southern boy has it harder sometimes
Its like you were climbing a razor
You were there when my dreams had all turned to dust
And the man in the mirror was a stranger
Look at me now, a soulless survivor
No mask can hide the man that Ive made
You ease my pain
Your make it silent
Slowly I feel it beginning to fade
I want to feel it
Rushing over me into the tide
I want to taste it
Every moment til the end of my life
I have laid still, adrift in you memory
Hoping your faith would erase all the years
Maybe some time, maybe some magic
Maybe your love will make everything clear
Take me to the river, baby
Wash away the lies
Ive got no reputation living in your eyes
Take me to eternity
Let me bury this disguise
Take me to the river, baby
Wash away the lies
There are no expectations hiding in your eyes
Take me to eternity
And let me bury this disguise
song performed by by Richard Marx
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z-Octogans and Revelation
I see the intricacies there
octagons and fractals;
web designs
varying.
Tensile steel it is said
characterize
the spider's web;
its strong.
At the corner of this beauty-ville
the spider lies
awaiting the kill
here death and beauty
mix
in darken night.
I can shake the cobwebs
from my head
but where in there
does my spider live?
Do the brain's spider webs
hide and reveal too
human spider kills?
How else to explain
the beauty the brain presents
and in that same brain
a killer spider lives.
So walk thee into the night
and as you brush aside that
spider web
or admire the tensile delicates
its beauty presents
understand too there lies
mayhem
and Revelation's Vision.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Go On
i met a girl traveling 'round the world, leaving pieces behind
she said she'd wait for me, i can't make her see that she's called to other skies
i can't be her place to hide
it's comin' up, it's comin' up again (live here long to make her stay)
and what are you doin' in my head? and why did you call me when you're dead!? (go on!)
so go on, go and take on the world (building castles, building castles!)
expand your wings across the sky, take my words and say good-night and never say good-bye
maybe in another time, you could have been mine
expand your wings and fly and look to the sky
it's comin' up, (don't forget to write me) it's comin' up again
indulge in everything you'll see (what are you doin' in my head?)
and why did you call me when you're dead!? (go on!)
so go on, go and take on the world (building castles, building castles!)
expand your wings across the sky, take my words and say good-night and never say good-bye
so how are your dreams? whatever lover they may be
so how are your dreams? whatever lover they may be (go on!)
so go on, go and take on the world (building castles, building castles!)
expand your wings across the sky, take my words and say good-night and never say good-bye
expand your wings and fly and look to the sky
expand your wings and fly
expand your wings and fly
song performed by by Taking Back Sunday
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O Cruel Sea!
No more will I go near the sea!
No more will I stand on a beach;
No more will I live near a shore;
The sea no more looks lovely!
No more will I play on its sands;
No more will I bask in its sun;
No more will I watch ships and boats;
The sea has lost its glory!
No more will I walk on the shore;
No more will I build sand-castles;
No more will I eat sea-fish foods;
The sea has lost its beauty!
No more will I go over-seas;
No more will I adore the waves;
No more will I yearn for the sea;
The sea has lost its sanctity!
No more will I deep-dive for pearls;
No more will I collect sea-shells;
No more will I dream of Blue Sea;
The sea’s a Mass-Grave, watery!
poem by John Celes
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Soon I Will Write You A Nice Poem
if you can wait
sooner than perhaps tomorrow evening
i will write you a nice poem
a simple one
perhaps about the pigeons roosting
in the roof of the house
or perhaps about a spider spinning its own web
of thoughts and fantasies
or perhaps about a child building his snow castles
in the air complete with his own fairytale
or i can write you a food poem
delicious to your tongue
beef steaks
ice cream and salads and desserts
oh you are salivating
you love food
ok, i'll write you some tomorrow
but for now
i got to go and find my own survival kit.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Tattoo
The light is like a spider.
It crawls over the water.
It crawls over the edges of the snow.
It crawls under your eyelids
And spreads its webs there--
Its two webs.
The webs of your eyes
Are fastened
To the flesh and bones of you
As to rafters or grass.
There are filaments of your eyes
On the surface of the water
And in the edges of the snow.
poem by Wallace Stevens
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Lucinda
We met one summer evening
As the sun was going down
She was lying on the beach
In her graduation gown
She was wrapped up in a blanket
(I could tell she knew her way around)
And as I lay down beside her
You know she never made a sound
On down the beach came the beach-cleaning man
Scoopin up the papers and flattening down the sand
Lucinda, lucinda, lucinda - weve got to run away
That big white truck is closin in
And well get wounded if we stay
Now lucinda lies buried neath the california sand
Put under by the beach-cleaning man
Lucinda, lucinda, lucinda - whyd you have to go?
They sent her to high school
They sent her to low school
She just wouldnt go further
song performed by by Randy Newman
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The Poet Is....
the poet is a vase,
collecting tears like rainwater,
with a tiny hole in the bottom,
connecting to the ground.
the poet is a prism,
seperating colors from black and white,
then drawing black and white from colors,
dissolving and evolving.
the poet is an illusion,
that looks and smells like home,
redefining distance by closeness,
finding the familiar in a stranger.
the poet is an orphan,
a messenger, and a thief.
bringing you a lit candle,
and stealing your heart for a stand.
the poet is a carpenter,
building from scraps of wood.
using time rusted nails,
and an eye for dreams.
the poet is a healer,
and the moment you forgot,
on the way to remembering,
who you really are.
the poet is a bridge,
borrowed wings, and a cross.
a simple fire tended by no one,
and ears left behind by god.
the poet is a body,
grown tired in it's dying.
and the small winged creature without name,
waiting to follow the wind!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Children on the Beach
Most children love to build
Sand-castles on the beach;
And pretty seriously,
They work for such long hours!
Some also draw and write,
By finger on wet soil;
How well they imagine,
And work like artistes fine!
Yet, they are innocent;
They do not know the sea;
The water-waves that come
Wash off their labored tasks.
They never realize
That sand can’t stand for long,
In sun, rain or sea-waves;
‘The foundation isn’t strong! ’
Some do it just for joy;
Some hearts are broken fast;
Some jump with angry feet
–Their toil gone all awaste!
Adults do similar things,
Although, they are aware;
They build castles in air,
And write upon water!
Are not adults stupid
To work with dangers nigh?
And build such flimsy things
That easily gets destroyed!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-10-2008
poem by John Celes
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Mad Man Moon
Was it summer when the river ran dry,
Or was it just another dam.
When the evil of a snowflake in june
Could still be a source of relief.
O how I love you, I once cried long ago,
But I was the one who decided to go.
To search beyond the final crest,
Though Id heard it said just birds could dwell so high.
So I pretended to have wings for my arms
And took off in the air.
I flew to places which the clouds never see,
Too close to the deserts of sand,
Where a thousand mirages, the shepherds of lies
Forced me to land and take a disguise.
I would welcome a horses kick to send me back
If I could find a horse not made of sand.
If this deserts all therell ever be
Then tell me what becomes of me.
A fall of rain?
That must have been another of your dreams,
A dream of mad man moon.
Hey man,
Im the sand man.
And boy have I news for you;
Theyre gonna throw you in gaol
And you know they cant fail
cos sand is thicker than blood.
But a prison in sand
Is a haven in hell,
For a gaol can give you a goal
[and a] goal can find you a role
On a muddy pitch in newcastle,
Where it rains so much
You cant wait for a touch
Of sun and sand, sun and sand...
Within the valley of shadowless death
They pray for thunderclouds and rain,
But to the multitude who stand in the rain
Heaven is where the sun shines.
The grass will be greener till the stems turn to brown
And thoughts will fly higher till the earth brings them down.
Forever caught in desert lands one has to learn
To disbelieve the sea.
If this deserts all therell ever be
Then tell me what becomes of me.
A fall of rain?
That must have been another of your dreams,
A dream of mad man moon.
song performed by by Genesis
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All Fall Down (feat. George Jones)
(Ron Peterson/Harlan Howard)
Castles tall
Houses small
Left alone
All fall down
Dreams so clear
Disappear
Without a sound
All fall down
Lovers meet
Lovers quarrel
Lonely boy
Lonely girl
I lost him
And I have found
Dreams like walls
All fall down
All fall down
All fall down
She don't want me to call her
And she's told me not to bother comin' round
All fall down
All fall down
When you take a love for granted like I did
You're bound too see it all fall down
Castles tall
Houses small
Left alone
All fall down
Dreams so clear
Disappear
Without a sound
All fall down
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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