Golden Threads
Golden threads inter-woven,
Comforter in disguise,
From a thread, emerges a
pattern,
Friendship to materialize,
Ever exploring, then deciding.
Disappointed, then surprised.
Golden threads refuse to sever,
Ore the years with patience
tied.
poem by Heather Burns
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Oh Those Threads
Oh those threads
beautiful threads
coming together
gold and silver
tears and laughter.
creating a pattern
U and I, fashioning
us.
knotted so closely
refusing to fray
a lovely tapestry
inter-woven over
the years
Oh those threads
beautiful threads
together at last.
poem by Heather Burns
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A Golden Treasure
Oh friend,
How I miss the times
we spent together.
These are treasures
my heart refuses to
release.
In the evening
when all is quite
your presence lingers.
The golden threads we
have woven together
in this life time
remain securely
fastened.
As we carefully
knotted the ends
tied them with pretty
ribbons.
golden threads tightly
woven
creates a lasting
friendship.
A gold and silver
treasure
to hold in reverence
not even death can
cause them to fray.
poem by Heather Burns
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A Pot of Gold
My dear friend
I refuse to let
you go
somehow
it is difficult
to say good-bye
the golden threads
which has held us
together
for so long
refuses to sever
they have been
inter-laced
with time, and
knotted tightly
they have withstood
many storms
I know
at the end of your
rainbow
awaits a pot of
gold.
poem by Heather Burns
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Spinning Threads
Spin the threads of
life
creating a golden
tapestry.
Weave together love
and memories,
how it was yesterday.
Being woven together
on the loom of life.
Spin threads of gold
and silver,
to make a tapestry
of delight.
Spin the threads of
gold,
spin the events of
life.
poem by Heather Burns
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Widow McFarlane
I was the Widow McFarlane,
Weaver of carpets for all the village.
And I pity you still at the loom of life,
You who are singing to the shuttle
And lovingly watching the work of your hands,
If you reach the day of hate, of terrible truth.
For the cloth of life is woven, you know,
To a pattern hidden under the loom i
A pattern you never see!
And you weave high-hearted, singing, singing,
You guard the threads of love and friendship
For noble figures in gold and purple.
And long after other eyes can see
You have woven a moon-white strip of cloth,
You laugh in your strength, for Hope o'erlays it
With shapes of love and beauty.
The loom stops short! The pattern's out!
You're alone in the room! You have woven a shroud!
And hate of it lays you in it!
poem by Edgar Lee Masters
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Silver Threads & Golden Needles
Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine
And Ill never drown my sorrow in the warm glow of your wine.
You cant buy my love with money, for I never was that kind,
Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine.
Go ahead!
I dont want your golden mansions with a tear in every room,
All I wants the love you promised, beneath the halo moon.
But you think I should be happy with your money and your name
And hide myself in sorrow while you play your cheatin game.
Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine
And Ill never drown my sorrow in the warm glow of your wine.
You cant buy my love with money, for I never was that kind,
Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine.
song performed by by Janis Joplin
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Silver Threads & Golden Needles
Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine
And Ill never drown my sorrow in the warm glow of your wine.
You cant buy my love with money, for I never was that kind,
Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine.
I dont want your golden mansions with a tear in every room,
All I wants the love you promised, beneath the halo moon.
But you think I should be happy with your money and your name
And hide myself in sorrow while you play your cheatin game.
Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine
And Ill never drown my sorrow in the warm glow of your wine.
You cant buy my love with money, for I never was that kind,
Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine.
song performed by by Dolly Parton
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Bonds
Briggs
Joseph Briggs, of Yorkshire, England, blessed country of Freetrade,
Where the large importers' profits and fine sentiments are made,
Digs
Deep into his mine of wisdom, and, with British fervency,
Bids us mark the Bonds of Empire reaching out across the sea;
Binding us to one another
Us and our benign old mother
Patriotic apron-strings of Empire we would scorn to free.
Threads -
Crimson threads of kith and kinship - thin red lines of sentiment!
What a wave of fervid friendship over all the continent
Spreads,
When some speaker bids us ponder
On those threads that reach out yonder...
But alas, there are acute grumblers whom mere threads do not content !
Ties
Silken ties! O, who would venture to disturb a single thread?
What a roar of public censure would descend upon his head !
Rise
Split the welkin with your shouting!
Cheer those ties! What? Still some doubting
Pesslmists? Then here is something more substantial in their stead:
Bonds!
GOLDEN BONDS! ... Ah! Now we mention cold commercial £ s. d.
All the land is at attention. Witness how the Empire re-
Sponds.
Bonds at three or four percent'll
Beat all shackles sentimental
In the land of shops and shekels, in the country of the free.
Cash -
Cold, hard cash. O, magic metal! How the golden cables groan
When we're called upon to settle or renew our little loan.
Smash?
Never! Though it strains and quivers
When the bloated Dreadnought-givers
Try to shirk the cost of paying for a navy of our own.
Gold
Chains of gold! Brave bonds of boodle of the merchants' finest make
No assault, however rude, 'll cause those golden links to break.
Hold?
Crimson threads may snap and sever;
Silken ties may break, but never
Shall those chains; they hold for ever for the loyal traders' sake.
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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Silver Threads & Golden Needles (feat. Tammy Wynette & Loretta Lynn)
silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine
And i'll never drown my sorrow in the warm glow of your wine.
You can't buy my love with money, for i never was that kind,
Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine.
I don't want your golden mansions with a tear in every room,
All i want's the love you promised, beneath the halo moon.
But you think i should be happy with your money and your name
And hide myself in sorrow while you play your cheatin' game.
Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine
And i'll never drown my sorrow in the warm glow of your wine.
You can't buy my love with money, for i never was that kind,
Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine.
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Oh That Tapestry
Oh that tapestry
How I have yearned
to weave it with
you.
A combination of
threads
gold and silver
strong and secure
closely knotted
in the end.
tears and laughter
woven together
creating us.
our lives inter-
woven
a coming together
began so long ago
oh that tapestry.
poem by Heather Burns
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I Write About
Fairy tales
golden rings
silver threads
magic things
life and such
all the hush
smiles and tears
o'er the years
spinning dreams
weaving threads
gold and silver
in my head
life's tapestry
sweet and true
threading a
needle with you
poem by Heather Burns
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Another Chance
Creative joy sires golden children
Golden moments
You are the apex of women
Horses in the wild wind gallop
Serenades of crystal bonds
We are the tides of summer
All the threads woven by love
Repent for my insensitivity
Death has leveled the brave armies
Breach the walls of pride
Now I am just another lonely man
You have filled the gap
I am given another chance
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Silver Threads & Golden Needles
(dick reynolds / jack rhodes)
(the springfields)
I dont want your lonely mansion
With a tear in every room
All I wants to love you, promise
Beneath the haloed moon
But you think I should be happy
With your money and your name
And hide myself in sorrow
While you play your cheating game
Silver threads and golden needles
Cannot mend this heart of mine
And I dare not drown my sorrow
In the warm glow of your wine
But you think I should be happy
With your money and your name
And hide myself in sorrow
While you play your cheating game
Silver threads and golden needles
Cannot mend this heart of mine
And I dare not drown my sorrow
In the warm glow of your wine
You cant buy my love with money
For I never was that kind
Silver threads and golden needles
Cannot mend this heart of mine
Silver threads and golden needles
Cannot mend this heart of mine
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Silver Threads And Golden Needles
(dick reynolds / jack rhodes)
(the springfields)
I don't want your lonely mansion
With a tear in every room
All i want's to love you, promise
Beneath the haloed moon
But you think i should be happy
With your money and your name
And hide myself in sorrow
While you play your cheating game
Silver threads and golden needles
Cannot mend this heart of mine
And i dare not drown my sorrow
In the warm glow of your wine
But you think i should be happy
With your money and your name
And hide myself in sorrow
While you play your cheating game
Silver threads and golden needles
Cannot mend this heart of mine
And i dare not drown my sorrow
In the warm glow of your wine
You can't buy my love with money
For i never was that kind
Silver threads and golden needles
Cannot mend this heart of mine
Silver threads and golden needles
Cannot mend this heart of mine
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Soul Mates
Perhaps we've met before,
Like stepping thru an open
door.
Somewhere in the long ago,
A gentle breeze began to
blow.
Two worlds chanced to meet,
Coming together, bitter to
sweet.
Another season, another time,
Another reason, another rhyme
Golden threads inter-twine.
poem by Heather Burns
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Something From The Past
I have something I'd like
to show
Something from the long
ago
Tied with ribbons in the
past
Something from a treasure
chest
Precious pieces interlock,
Like golden threads, in a
frock
Everything comes into
view
you're in this picture too.
poem by Heather Burns
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Something
I have something I'd like
to show
Something from the long
ago
Tied with ribbons in the
past
Something from a treasure
chest
Precious pieces interlock,
Like golden threads, in a
frock
Everything comes into
view
you're in this picture too.
poem by Heather Burns
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From Lome
17 and 48 years old,
13 and 34 years old,
Status! !
Peace and care,
Rum, ram, rim, ream, realm!
Rivalry,
Resistance,
Patience,
Feelings,
But, i am from Lome! !
Photography,
25 and 60 years old,
28 and 51 years old,
Compilations! !
Disk,
Disc,
Logic,
Logistic,
In the garden of snakes!
Like the golden snake;
But, you need the golden stick for your freedom.
The golden ball,
The golden gate,
The golden hole,
But with the freedom torch!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Silver Threads & Golden Needles
I don't want your lonely mansion with a tear in every room
All I want's the love you've promised beneath the halo moon
But you think I should be happy with your money and your name
Sit alone and hide my sorrows while you play your cheatin' game
Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine
And I dare drown my sorrow in the warm glow of your mind
You can't buy my love with money 'cause I ain't never been that kind
Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine
song performed by by Grateful Dead
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Threads Of Truth
Threads what are gossamer threads of truth?
Where do they lead among all those entangled byways?
Who can separate all the knots all the strings
to find that one straight path to an elusive absolute truth?
Is there ever only one ultimate truth that outshines
all others amist the crowds of unending misconceptions?
Does God ever leave a thread of truth that might
speak for him as a guiding symbol of absolute fact?
A thread that represents his divine absolute authority?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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