Near a Bench
I'm looking for a short bench on a sunny afternoon
Here the night was bright before seven
I was briefly in touch through cards marked International Dial
US $ 5 to send my homesick
In the warm hugs and kisses
I dream to live in words
As scientists who loves their world
'To write in a journal, I need US $ 250' he says
Or more... and the world is infinite love
'Life is not to beg but to give the word on the books'
And 'money is simply a marker of it'
'Although poor, we are rich' that I said to you in longing
(Champa Street, Denver, one afternoon 2010)
poem by Imam Setiaji Ronoatmojo
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Money, Money
I work all night, I work all day, to pay the bills I have to pay
Ain't it sad
And still there never seems to be a single penny left for me
That's too bad
In my dreams I have a plan
If I got me a wealthy man
I wouldn't have to work at all, I'd fool around and have a ball...
Money, money, money
Must be funny
In the rich man's world
Money, money, money
Always sunny
In the rich man's world
Aha-ahaaa
All the things I could do
If I had a little money
It's a rich man's world
A man like that is hard to find but I can't get him off my mind
Ain't it sad
And if he happens to be free I bet he wouldn't fancy me
That's too bad
So I must leave, I'll have to go
To Las Vegas or Monaco
And win a fortune in a game, my life will never be the same...
Money, money, money
Must be funny
In the rich man's world
Money, money, money
Always sunny
In the rich man's world
Aha-ahaaa
All the things I could do
If I had a little money
It's a rich man's world
Money, money, money
Must be funny
In the rich man's world
Money, money, money
Always sunny
In the rich man's world
Aha-ahaaa
All the things I could do
If I had a little money
It's a rich man's world
It's a rich man's world
song performed by by ABBA
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Sunny Afternoon
The tax mans taken all my dough,
And left me in my stately home,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.
And I cant sail my yacht,
Hes taken everything Ive got,
All Ive gots this sunny afternoon.
Save me, save me, save me from this squeeze.
I got a big fat mama trying to break me.
And I love to live so pleasantly,
Live this life of luxury,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.
In the summertime
In the summertime
In the summertime
My girlfriends run off with my car,
And gone back to her ma and pa,
Telling tales of drunkenness and cruelty.
Now Im sitting here,
Sipping at my ice cold beer,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.
Help me, help me, help me sail away,
Well give me two good reasons why I oughta stay.
cause I love to live so pleasantly,
Live this life of luxury,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.
In the summertime
In the summertime
In the summertime
Ah, save me, save me, save me from this squeeze.
I got a big fat mama trying to break me.
And I love to live so pleasantly,
Live this life of luxury,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.
In the summertime
In the summertime
In the summertime
song performed by by Kinks
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Sunny Afternoon (feat. Space)
Words and music by Raymond Davies
In the summertime
The taxmans taken all my dough
And left me in my stately home
Lazing on a sunny afternoon
And I cant sail my yacht
Hes taken everything Ive got
All Ive gots this sunny afternoon
Save me, from this squeeze
Ive got a big fat momma tryin to break me
And I love to live so pleasantly
Live this life of luxury
Lazing on a sunny afternoon
In the summertime
In the summertime
In the summertime (everything seems fine)
My girlfriends gone off with my car
And gone back to her ma and pa
Telling tales of drunkenness and cruelty
And now Im sitting here
Sipping on my ice cold beer
Lazing on a sunny afternoon
Help me, sail away
Give me two good reasons why I ought to stay
Cos I love to live so pleasantly
Live this life of luxury
Lazing on a sunny afternoon
In the summertime
Everything is fine because its the summertime
In the summertime
(I dont care about a doggone thing)
in the summertime
(Im broke, Ive skint, but its the summertime)
In the summertime
(even though I aint got a dime, in the summertime, I dont have a dime)
In the summertime
(I just got this ice cold beer, everything seems fine)
In the summertime
(Nothing seems to matter)
song performed by by Tom Jones
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Afternoon Tea
Tea time wont be the same without my donna
At night I lie awake and dream of donna
I think about that small cafe
Thats where we used to meet each day
And then we used to sit a while
And drink our afternoon tea
Ill take afternoon tea (afternoon tea)
If you take it with me (afternoon tea)
You take as long as you like
cause I like you, girl
I take sugar with tea (afternoon tea)
You take milk if you please (afternoon tea)
Like you talking to me
Because you ease my mind
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba (afternoon tea)
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba (afternoon tea)
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba (afternoon tea)
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba (afternoon tea)
Tea time still aint the same without my donna
At night I lie awake and dream of donna
I went to our cafe one day
They said that donna walked away
Youd think at least she might have stayed
To drink her afternoon tea
Ill take afternoon tea (afternoon tea)
If you take it with me (afternoon tea)
You take as long as you like
cause I like you, girl
I take afternoon tea (afternoon tea)
Every day of the week (afternoon tea)
Please come along if you like
Because I like you, girl
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba (afternoon tea)
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba (afternoon tea)
song performed by by Kinks
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Money Money Money
I work all night, I work all day, to pay the bills I have to pay
Aint it sad
And still there never seems to be a single penny left for me
Thats too bad
In my dreams I have a plan
If I got me a wealthy man
I wouldnt have to work at all, Id fool around and have a ball...
Money, money, money
Must be funny
In the rich mans world
Money, money, money
Always sunny
In the rich mans world
Aha-ahaaa
All the things I could do
If I had a little money
Its a rich mans world
A man like that is hard to find but I cant get him off my mind
Aint it sad
And if he happens to be free I bet he wouldnt fancy me
Thats too bad
So I must leave, Ill have to go
To las vegas or monaco
And win a fortune in a game, my life will never be the same...
Money, money, money
Must be funny
In the rich mans world
Money, money, money
Always sunny
In the rich mans world
Aha-ahaaa
All the things I could do
If I had a little money
Its a rich mans world
Money, money, money
Must be funny
In the rich mans world
Money, money, money
Always sunny
In the rich mans world
Aha-ahaaa
All the things I could do
If I had a little money
Its a rich mans world
Its a rich mans world
song performed by by ABBA
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In This World Of Infinite Words
IN THIS WORLD OF INFINITE WORDS
In this world of infinite words
So many poems have already been written,
Infinite poems in infinite words-
Therefore any new poem simply seems to cry out its own non- necessity-
Yet in a word in a voice
A whole world can be born and transformed-
A new poem a real poem
Can make us forget all the others
And make all the others live through it-
Yet who in this world of infinite words
Can write this poem?
And when will the next set of strangers names come
To show me that my words are nothing?
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Sunny Afternoon
Sunny afternoon
By: ray davies
1966
The taxmans taken all my dough
And left me in this stately home
Lazin on a sunny afternoon
And I cant even sail my yacht
Hes taken everything Ive got
All Ive gots this sunny afternoon
In the summertime...
Chorus:
Save me, save me, save me from this squeeze
Ive got a big fat momma tryin to break me
And I love to live so pleasantly
Live this life of luxury
Lazin on a sunny afternoon
In the summertime...
My girlfriends run off with my car
And gone back to her ma and pa
Tellin tales of parrotheads and parties
And now Im just sitting here
Sippin on this ice-cold beer
Lazin on a sunny afternoon
In the summertime...
Help me, help me, help me sail away
Well, give me two good reason why I ought to stay
cause I love to live so pleasantly
Live this life of luxury
Lazy on a sunny afternoon
In the summertime...
In the summertime...
In the summertime...
Chorus:
Save me, save me, save me from this squeeze
Ive got a big fat momma tryin to break me
And I love to live so pleasantly
Live this life of luxury
Lazy on a sunny afternoon
In the summertime...
In the summertime...
In the summertime...
In the summertime...
Taxmans taken all my dough (in the summertime)
Gonna find that passport and outta here I go
(in the summertime)
--spoken:
Catch me a flight to st. somewhere and get out of this cold
Weather. go somewhere where no body knows my name
Gotta keep my mouth shut. try to go to confession at least once
A week. somewhere preferably south of the equator, I believe.
Where its summertime, where winter spends the summer. somewhere
Like that.
(in the summertime...)
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Poem Of The Afternoon
Poem of the afternoon
What do you have to say for yourself?
You are tired and you want a nap
But it’s too late for a nap
We must be going-
Poem of the afternoon
Say something different
Say life is wonderful
On a warm day after many cold ones
Say life is wonderful
When you can still walk and talk and move about
Though you are older than you ever thought you’d be-
Poem of the afternoon
Cloudy and a bit sunny
Say the night is still a certain way off
And the day the long day is still happily with us.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Love A World Away
I sit here thinking day after day
about the love you give from a world away.
A love I can't touch, I can only see.
A love I can't hold, but it's sure holding me.
Holding my heart day after day,
craving your love from a world away.
Craving your kisses, your safe, warm embrace.
The touch of your hand caressing my face.
The touch of your body pressed hard against mine.
Making love together for the very first time.
Love and passion filling the night.
Being in your arms, nothing could feel so right.
Waking to see you in the bright morning's sun.
The smile on your face, it compares to none.
A smile so bright, filled with such love and respect
Reflecting a love I could never forget.
The love that you give from a world away
Has earned you my heart, and with you it can stay.
poem by Shauna Smith
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An Afternoon Poem Is Rare
AN AFTERNOON POEM IS RARE
An Afternoon Poem is rare-
Afternoon is long after the first light-
Afternoon is a time of heaviness and quiet
A time of rest-
Afternoon is after the morning work has been done-
Afternoon is the weight of the day-
Afternoon is the time after the day has lost its freshness-
Still there must be afternoon poems-
There must be a beauty that emerges
In its own way,
Perhaps from where lovers meet
Perhaps from ‘ripeness is all’
Perhaps from the anticipation of evening
Perhaps from winter where it is the warmest time of day.
There must be afternoon poems-
Poems that celebrate all that warmth can bring-
Poems of rest poems of sleep-
Poems of waiting to believe
That in the evening
A new day and a new world
Will make life easier again.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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For You
This song appears on six albums, and was first released on the higher ground album, and has also been released on the a portrait, the john denver collection - take me home ountry roads and the f
Ites albums. a live version also appears on the wildlife concert album. a new version has also been released on the love again album.
Just a look in your eyes again
Just to lay in your arms
Just to be the first one always there for you
Just to live in your laughter
Just to sing in your heart
Just to be everyone of your dreams come true
Just to sit by your window
Just to touch in the night
Just to offer a prayer each day for you
Just to long for your kisses
Just to dream of your sighs
Just to know that Id give my life for you
For you for the rest of my life
For you all the best of my life
For you alone, only for you
Just to wake up each morning
Just to you by my side
Just to know that youre never really far away
Just a reason for living
Just to say I adore
Just to know that youre here in my heart to stay
For you for the rest of my life
For you all the best of my life
For you alone, only for you
Just the words of a love song
Just the beat of my heart
Just the pledge of my life, my love, for you
Words and music by john denver
song performed by by John Denver
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Ace
By: jimmy buffett
1971
Hardly seems a long time
Just a minute of the day
But the man who stood beside me
More than gave himself away
The food stain on his spotted shirt
A gray beard on his face
A man composed of many names
So i just called him ace
Chorus:
But ace can't read and ace can't write
And he sleeps on a bench at night
A little man the world has left behind
He ain't bitter, he ain't sweet
Makes his living on the street
Never knowing what he's gonna find
Born in mississippi
Picking cotton as a child
Left soon for the city
Where he heard that life was wild
That was fifty years ago
When nothing's really strange
>from a poor dirt farm to dirty streets
Is really not much change
Chorus:
And ace can't read and ace can't write
And he sleeps on a bench at night
A little man the world has left behind
He ain't bitter, he ain't sweet
Makes his living on the street
Never knowing what he's gonna find
Go back to the country
No he really can't do that
Wasted years have left him
Nothing but an old straw hat
So he puts it on his head
And waves a last good-bye
No time left to turn around
And no time to ask why
Chorus:
Ace can't read and ace can't write
And he sleeps on a bench at night
A little man the world has left behind
He ain't bitter, he ain't sweet
Makes his living on the street
Never knowing what he's gonna find
And this old world has left poor ace behind
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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The Poem of the Afternoon
THE POEM OF THE AFTERNOON
The poem of the afternoon
Long and drawn out
Does not know why it is written
And what its true name is.
It does not ask or answer
Remember or remain
It simply appears
And disappears
As if its writing
Were yet
One more way of
Just being in the world
And passing its light.
The poem of the afternoon
Does not know why it is
Or why it should be
But now that it is here
It looks out at the trees
Through the sun of its pages
And prepares itself to be read and reread
As if someone somewhere
Searches and sees it.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Early June Girls
While walking
Along the street
On a sunny afternoon
Of late spring
The air was filled
With the heavy smell
Of carcinogenic gases
Emitted by
The rolling cars.
Oh! How I
Loved the aroma
Of gasoline
In my childhood.
While walking
On a sunny afternoon
Of late spring
The petrol
In the street
Was mixed
With the hovering
Exciting scent
Of by-passing
Early-June girls.
poem by Paul Hartal
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I am Carioca! !
I come from my Rio de Janeiro
where all loves are possible
I do not know if by sea or mountains
or if the carioca way of loving
There is a freedom in our soul
for love, for dance
touched by the immense beauty
that surrounds us all
we love, black and white
rich and poor
in our sands all are equals
pulled by 'S', talk nonsense
but we are happy
Cariocas we are
For everything we give a way
And love Carioca is different
to love any other
is wind and soft sand under your feet
is sea green, crystalline, huge waves
is the cold beer in the afternoon, the breakfast
always in the same bakery
It's beauty that blind us
it hurts of longing,
like lost love
but it always comes back
distance is short
between you and total love
my homeland, my sonnet
the good mood, entire joy
Good Morning my Rio de Janeiro!
poem by Mirna Morgan
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Champa
If want to make night dreams fragrant
garden ornamental and wet in scent;
ensure Champa is there.
In temple at worship you wish to offer
In weddings, festivals need the flowers
ensure champa is there.
Honey bees can't know what's here
girls go aromatic with Champa in hair
ensure champa is there.
If you want vampires and ghosts
Play their mischief in cemetery itself
ensure Champa is there.
Contained five elements in our body
Champa holds five petals to signify
ensures champa is there.
(C) S. D. Tiwari
sdtiwari1@gmail
poem by S.D. Tiwari
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Sonnet: Trust Not the Rich
The world is large but people’s minds are small!
They do not trust the God who loves man much;
They blunder often, repeatedly fall;
They want their hands to have the ‘golden touch’!
Beware of nations rich with much resource;
They lead the world in every field they choose;
They steer the poorer ones clearly off-course,
And hang their economy’s neck by noose!
The world today doesn’t care for poorer men;
The rich usurp all pow’r and ill-treat rest;
They neglect downtrodden and poor brethren;
The poor can’t rise although being the best.
Don’t trust the rich but stay independent;
The rich make slaves out of those dependent!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-28-2010
poem by John Celes
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Send It With Love
Whenever I think of you it seems so unfair
That I have to close my eyes to see you there
I know I'm making it now, but it's tough
I can't begin to tell you enough
The pain is too much
And I give my heart in a prayer
And send it with love
You, just say the word I'll be there
Send it with love
Send it with love
I've come to realize that I'm on my own
So whenever I'm scared inside
I dream that you're home
It's hard to say
How everything happened so fast
So many questions to ask
Oh, I give my heart in a prayer
And send it with love
You, just say the word I'll be there
Send it with love
Send it with love
Is it right or is it wrong
To want you here so much?
But I can never bring you back
So I feel what I can't touch
I've come to realize that I'm on my own
And I give my heart in a prayer
And send it with love
You, just say the word I'll be there
Send it with love
Send it with love
song performed by by Shania Twain
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The Long Afternoon Became Longer
THE LONG AFTERNOON BECAME LONGER
The long afternoon became longer-
Time had no end and boredom also-
We all know it will eventually pass
But in the middle we are marooned waiting
Without any idea whatsoever of what to do-
I write these lines because I know
Boredom too has its beauty-
And waiting for nothing also its dream-
And out of nowhere there may come
Long into the long afternoon
Far after all the work is done and nothing remains
While waiting is still going on
A small poem to break the monotony
And give meaning back to life.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Rich In Our Own World
We are rich in our own world
and far richer than you think,
we are rich love and caring
from our family and friends.
We are rich in what we give
our wisdom and our laughter
that we share with everyone.
We are rich for all sorts of reasons
and none of them includes money.
If you think, you are poor,
forget it and think again.
Think of all the things you have
and you will be surprised to find
you are far richer than you think.
You are rich in your own world
with everything you have
and they are far richer than
anything money can bring.
14 October 2009
poem by David Harris
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