Transformation
Moonlight filtered through the trees.
Can cast strange shadows on the ground
which fill me with a vague unease
because they seem to move around.
Somehow independently
The minute that I look away.
As if they have been watching me
to try and lead my thoughts astray.
I know that in reality
the shadows represent no threat
But fear erodes my certainty
and in my panic I forget.
I only know I have to run.
Just as the shadows knew I would
They coalesce, attack as one
Then finally I understood.
I should have run when I first saw
the shadows on the forest floor.
I know now what I did not know
before I became a shadow.
31/07/2009
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Time to go for M 'lady ERnestine
The winters sun whilst sinking low.
Cast strange blue shadows on the snow
when filtered through the leafless trees.
Like symptoms of some strange disease.
Which marred and blotched the virgin white
as with a growing appetite.
The shadows merged and grew into
vast areas of darker blue.
The day was drawing to its close
and night was falling. I suppose
the shadows and the night will blend
and this will signify the end
of yet another winters day.
It’s time to take my homeward way.
9-Dec-08
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Appreciative Audience.
Soft moonlight filters through the trees
Which seem to dance to melodies
Created by the gentle breeze.
The shadows on the ground dance too
Or to my eyes they appear to
Disintegrate then form anew.
Sometimes the clouds blot out the light
The shadows gain a brief respite.
Rejoin the darkness of the night.
But clouds move on and when they do
And once again moonlight shows through.
The trees will dance, the shadows too.
The sun will rise to start the day.
The dancing shadows hide away
But where they hide no man can say.
The sun completes his daily quest.
Journeying from east to west.
Then sinks below the sea to rest.
The moon will rise she rules the night
Then once again to my delight
She bathes the trees in silver light.
The melodies played by the breeze
Will re awake the sleeping trees.
To dance again with practiced ease.
Beneath the trees reluctantly
the shadows still dance gracefully.
I watch in silence gratefully.
I know they do not dance for me
And I am privileged to see
The shadows dance under the trees.
Friday,23 September 2011
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Shadows Of The Moonlight
In the shadows of the moonlight,
I come to you my dear,
as the chorus of the night
sings out loves sweet lullaby.
In the shadows of the moonlight,
I feel the warmth of passion
as the mist moonlight
extends a twinkle to your eyes.
In the shadows of the moonlight,
I seal loves contentment
with lingering kisses
that brighten the sparkle in your eyes.
In the shadows of the moonlight,
your image will remain
locked in my memory
until once more we meet again.
7 May 2010
poem by David Harris
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Sehnsucht
Whence are ye, vague desires,
Which carry men along,
However proud and strong;
Which, having ruled to-day,
To-morrow pass away?
Whence are ye, vague desires?
Whence are ye?
Which women, yielding to,
Find still so good and true;
So true, so good to-day,
To-morrow gone away.
Whence are ye, vague desires?
Whence are ye?
From seats of bliss above,
Where angels sing of love;
From subtle airs around,
Or from the vulgar ground,
Whence are ye, vague desires?
Whence are ye?
A message from the blest,
Or bodily unrest;
A call to heavenly good,
A fever in the blood
What are ye, vague desires?
What are ye?
Which men who know you best
Are proof against the least,
And rushing on to-day,
To-morrow cast away.
What are ye, vague desires?
What are ye?
Which women, ever new,
Still warned, surrender to;
Adored with you to-day,
Then cast with you away,
What are ye, vague desires?
What are ye?
Which unto boyhood’s heart
The force of man impart,
And pass, and leave it cold,
And prematurely old,
What are ye, vague desires?
What are ye?
Which, tremblingly confest,
Pour in the young girl’s breast
Joy, joy, the like is none,
And leave her then undone,
What are ye, vague desires?
What are ye?
Ah yet! though man be marred,
Ignoble made, and hard;
Though broken women lie
In anguish down to die;
Ah yet! ye vague desires,
Ah yet!
By Him who gave you birth,
And blended you with earth,
Was some good end designed
For man and womankind;
Ah yet! ye vague desires,
Ah yet!
The petals of to-day,
To-morrow fallen away,
Shall something leave instead,
To live when they are dead;
When you, ye vague desires,
Have vanished;
A something to survive,
Of you though it derive
Apparent earthly birth,
But of far other worth
Than you, ye vague desires,
Than you.
poem by Arthur Hugh Clough
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Morning
Its the same old situation
Same old faces, but a different town
Nowhere to run and nowhere to hide
Im dancing with the shadows,
In a cold moonlight.
And I cant wait until the morning
I cant wait another minute, hour day or night,
I cant wait until the morning,
You know it wont feel so cold.
Its 5 am, and I just got into bed
And the heart of the city is almost gone,
And I know what is right
And I know what is wrong
Im dancing with the shadows,
In a cold moonlight.
And I cant wait until the morning
I cant wait another minute, hour day or night,
I cant wait until the morning,
You know it feels so cold.
Sometimes in between my dreams at night,
I walk alone Im going underground.
And in the distance I can hear a crowd.
It makes me wonder what its all about.
All about...
All about
Its the same old consolation,
Different faces in the same old town,
Nowhere to run to
Nowhere to hide,
Theyre dancing with the shadows,
In a cold moonlight
And I cant wait until the morning
I cant wait another minute, hour day or night,
I cant wait until the morning,
You know it feels so cold
song performed by by Wet Wet Wet
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October Day
The bright white clouds against the blue
are moving slowly, passing through.
Their shadows cast upon the ground
move slowly too without a sound.
The winter sunshine’s slanted rays.
Join in the game and seem to chase
the shadows which the clouds have cast
Shining brightly when they’ve passed.
The sky is clear unbroken blue.
It feels a little warmer too.
A little sunshine does I find
lift up my spirits change my mind
about the way I view the day
I do not like it when it’s grey.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Oriental selection
Bare winter branches
beneath the moon wreathed in mist.
Seem to bloom again.
Echoes of memories foresee
future in the past.
In the soft moonlight
blossoms from the cherry tree
Scattered on the ground.
purpose served, hey leave the stage
Autumn will grant them honour.
Sharp edged shadows cast
by the brilliant winter moon
on the earth below.
Poetry written on the snow
only lovers understand
The wind stirs the reeds
making music by moonlight.
Plaintive melodies
the wind needs no audience.
the moon listens silently.
The moon my lantern
the scent of blossom lingers
The moon lights my way
I walk beside the water
yesterday is gone.
Sun sets, moon rises
constant repetition
She follows her lord
Night without moonlight
restless spirits walk abroad
seeking solace.
Moonlight soothes my soul
as I meditate alone.
Trees whisper to me.
A pond holds the moon
why should the mind of man do less
achieving stillness
Gently moonlight falls
like silver rain silently
lotus blossom sing.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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After The Filth Has Been Filtered
After the filth has been filtered,
And drained from minds forced to open...
There will be more honest discussions,
Attempted and made...
Between those in shadows,
And those accustomed to giving shade.
After the filth has been filtered.
With more uninhibited wishes,
From those who escaped away from those days...
When people were afraid to remove those masks,
Some homemade...
That did not convey true portrayals.
But were worn instead,
To deny and hide themselves with choices to be led.
And after the filth has been filtered,
More of life for them begins.
More of life is felt and shared.
With the necessity of charades and masquerades,
For them to end.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Getting Closer
Written: stock aitken waterman
1:
You caught my eye
Im looking at you baby
The way you let your body move me
You look so fine
Come a little closer
I know that we can do it
I feel that we can make it
I feel you getting closer
Minute by minute by minute
Ohh-ohh
Chorus:
Day by day and night by night
I feel you getting closer
Bit by bit and move by move
I feel you getting closer
Minute by minute (by minute)
2:
If you were mine
Id never want another
cause youre doing something to me
If it takes all night
For us to be together
Youre love is worth the waiting
I feel it growing stronger
I feel know its getting closer
Minute by minute
Ohh-ohh
Chorus:
(x 2)
Break:
Chorus:
(repeat & fade)
song performed by by Kylie Minogue
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Tomorrow is another day
The last rays of the setting sun
cast dark shadows beneath the trees.
The long hot day is nearly done.
How welcome is the cooling breeze
which brings relief to everyone.
In answer to the fervent pleas
of those who suffer beneath the sun.
The night will grant them quick release
from their confinement to the shade.
Now they can move about freely
which hitherto the sun forbade.
Night has cast down his tyranny.
Enjoy the coolness of the night,
it may be just a brief respite.
31-Jul-07
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Some Dreams Come True
(d. peterson/w. igleheart)
Debbi
Ive seen the shadows fall
Colors that fade on my wall
Dressed up nowhere to go
Its all in my mind I know
But its alright now
Were on our way
Lay me down in the moonlight
So close to you
Maybe were just dreamers
Some dreams come true
Lips move but not a sound
When the words fall to the ground
Eyes watch but seldom see
The possibilities
But its alright now
Were on our way
Lay me down in the moonlight
So close to you
Maybe were just dreamers
Some dreams come true
When were together
Theres nothing we cant do
Maybe were just dreamers
Some dreams come true
Moving in circles that we create
Seeing whatever we choose
Hear only voices that call your name
song performed by by Bangles
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Moonlight Mysteries. for M'lady Tara
Moonlight.
Deceives our eyes
creates moving shadows
which seem to come and go at will.
Be still.
Time ebbs and flows,
in time the sun will rise
To banish shadows of the night.
By night
Our eyes tell lies
because the shadows flow
fluidly. They are never still.
Some will
spring a surprise.
As dawn is drawing close
they disappear and all is still.
Until
the next moonrise.
Recreating the shadows
Cast by the ruler of the night.
Tuesday,15 December 2009
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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A shy eye casts a romantic look
A shy eye casts a romantic look
~
He looks with unease
At a girl something beyond beautiful
At least in his mind she is all of that
He stays his tongue from speaking
Not through caution but through fear
A fear of her rejection forefront
Besides not knowing which words to speak
Or how best to express them
He sits almost silent thinking
How her lips would feel against his own
The touch of her skin
The smell of her hair
His eyes cast a glancing look
Shyly looking away, fear of being caught
A subtle smile offers little
He looks with unease
At a girl he finds incredible
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Some Dreames Come True
written by: D. Peterson/W. Igleheart
##Main Voice: Debbi
I've seen the shadows fall
Colors that fade on my wall
Dressed up nowhere to go
It's all in my mind I know
But it's alright now
We're on our way
Lay me down in the moonlight
So close to you
maybe we're just dreamers
Some dreams come true
Lips move but not a sound
When the words fall to the ground
eyes watch but seldom see
the possibilities
But it's alright now
We're on our way
Lay me down in the moonlight
So close to you
Maybe we're just dreamers
Some dreams come true
When we're together
There's nothing we can't do
Maybe we're just dreamers
Some dreams come true
Moving in circles that we create
Seeing whatever we choose
Hear only voices that call your name
song performed by by Bangles
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Shifting Shadows
Shallow people
cast shadows,
as short as
their personalities;
under hot spotlight
noon-day sun.
Baked brains
can over boil spoil;
when heart
and mind;
are not won.
Complex competent people
cast shadows;
as long as enduring
strides, they
have heartfelt run.
Like shadows
cast celebrating dawn;
or shadows long growing
before, rich
red setting sun.
True giants
of enlightening humanity
cast giant shadows;
shaped silhouette greatness;
shading humble, weak;
and innocent folk;
attaining legendary status
of fabled Loch Ness.
Shadows still
maturing long
after final
rays hung;
sealing supernova
fated faith;
of their own
glorious setting sun.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Love of moonlight
Moonlight soft as down filled pillows
Cool as spring water washing over my face
filtered through the nets of weeping willows
Scattered beams… through prisms of lace
Rays of radiance, round ruffs and edges
Of clouds that scurry, to keep apace
Puddles of buttermilk, on ground and hedges
Moonlight phantasms of lunar grace
moon glow… with halo, aura of gold
Light worshipped by werewolves and covens of witches
Both bane and blessing…in lore of old
Light that has no need of man or of switches
Light that can be reaped from fall’s harvest moon
Light to be enjoyed by moonstruck lover
Light that has music, like a happy… or blue tune
Moon light is unique…quite unlike any other
Moonlight’s a mystery, yet I love it so
Moonlight has the power to charm and delight
while some people scoff, at moon’s golden glow
Others… like me, are swept up at it’s sight
poem by David Whalen
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Minute By Minute (Dobbie Brothers)
(Michael McDonaldLester Abrams)
Hey, don't worry, I've been lied to
I've been here many times before
Girl, don't you worry, I know where I stand
I don't need this love, I don't need your hand
I know I could turn, blink, and you'd be gone
Then I must be prepared any time to carry on
But minute by minute by minute by minute
I keep holding on
Oh, minute by minute by minute by minute
I keep holding on
You will stay just to watch me, darlin'
Wilt away on lies from you
Can't stop the habit of livin' on the run
I take it all for granted like you're the only one
Livin' on my own
Somehow that sounds nice
You think I'm your fool
Well, you may just be right
'Cause minute by minute by minute by minute
I keep holding on
Oh, minute by minute by minute by minute
I keep holding on
Call my name and I'll be gone
You'll reach out and I won't be there
Just my luck you'll realize
You should spend your life with someone
You could spend your life with someone
Minute by minute by minute by minute
I'll be holding on
Oh, minute by minute by minute by minute
I'll be holding on...
song performed by by Michael Mcdonald
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Autumn Leaves
Autumn leaves, in the trees
Falling to the ground
Colors of many, in the breeze
Of red and orange and brown.
Rainbow parks in the dark
Moonlight shimmers down
On the leaves, from the trees
Falling to the ground.
Lovers walk, hear them talk
To where Children played
See the beauty, and feel the warmth
From where nature stayed.
Barren trees, forgotten leaves
Another year gone by
All alone from a breeze
As the lovers softly cry.
Autumn leaves from the trees
Lying, on the ground
See the beauty, feel the warmth
And hear, autumns sound.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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It Fill You Up
There's something going on
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now
There's something going on
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now
But you don't know what it is
But you don't know what it is
But you don't have to know
You just take it for what it is (spoken)
Within this melody
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now
There's more then you can see
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now
There's another realm
There's another world
With kings and queens
Yeah yeah
That's why you got to face the facts
That's why you gotta testify (suggested)
You gotta do and die (suggested)
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now
You got to do in that
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now
You got to sing with the music and groove
You got to turn on the music and groove
Every every every day
You know what I'm talking about (spoken)
It fill you up, it fill you up (spoken)
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now
Yeah!
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now
Yeah!
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now
Get you rolling in the money
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now
Work out a few kinks
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now
It fill you up to the brim Jim
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now
Lord have mercy
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now
Come here baby
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now
(Transcribed by ear; corrections requested and welcomed!)
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Take it slow
The trees are nearly, not quite bare
with dead leaves lying everywhere
a crisp bite to the morning air.
A pleasant day for those who dare
desert the comfort of their chair.
Put on their warmest coat and go,
no need to rush just take it slow.
Nature still has much to show
to any wise enough to know.
Just where to look and where to go.
Moving shadows cast by the sun
beneath the hedgerows, every one
is quite unique but too soon gone.
as the rising sun moves on.
Which gives me much to think upon.
I think about the passing years
and realise that all my fears.
Like sun cast shadows disappear
they lack all substance it appears.
Your Autumn years aren’t hard to bear.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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