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South

In the small towns along the river
nothing happens day after long day.
Summer weeks stalled forever,
and long marriages always the same.
Lives with only emergencies, births,
and fishing for excitement. Then a ship
comes out of the mist. Or comes around
the bend carefully one morning
in the rain, past the pines and shrubs.
Arrives on a hot fragrant night,
grandly, all lit up. Gone two days
later, leaving fury in its wake.

poem by Jack Gilbert
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Misty River

This morning
Me in this Misty River
All the happiness
I am feeling inside myself
Misty River
The mist is coming
From this Misty River
There are clouds
In the sky
And the mist
Is caused by the condensation
Of the heat mixed in the cold water
Misty River
I am in a fishing boat
That boat is moving slowly in this
Misty river
It is early in the morning
I am eating my breakfast in the fishing boat in the middle of this
Misty River
I hear the birds singing early in the morning
In this Misty River
There must be trees because the sound of the birds is coming from the Branches
Misty River
So peaceful
It looks so different with the mist
No one is around but me
With my fishing boat
And the beautiful sound of the birds
It is so nice
To have a place to come to
Where I can
Hear the sound of the birds
And be left alone
With no one disturbing me
Misty River
This is my special place
And by afternoon
No clouds I will see
The birds are beautiful
Their song is just beautiful like mother nature intended it to be
If nobody else appreciates this Misty River
I do
Misty River
I will die for you
Misty River
I will shed my tears for you
I have been coming here for so long now
Misty River

poem by Aldo Kraas
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It’s April

It’s April and the autumn rain
patters down for days long,
the Magalies Mountains are covered
by grey-black clouds

and later there are summer days
where the sun still hangs white-hot
and I long, want the summer
to last forever

but the years are already
leaving their marks on my face,
are drawing through my hair
and like some of the trees

in a winter I will also turn skeleton,
become stripped from my better days
and then at a time
will be part of the cold earth.

poem by Gert Strydom
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We Can Make The Morning

(words & music by j. ramsey)
I just thought I heard a small voice crying
Looked again and saw that it was me
I feel like a little boy denying
That he fears the night cause he cant see
Then a larger thought said stop your crying
Dont be scared to search cause you may find
Fate holds out a candle for your footsteps
Time rolls back the shadows of your mind
Its a long, long lonely night
You can make the morning if you try
Its a long, long lonely night
Oh, we can make the morning if we try
Girl, we can make the morning you and i
Together, together, together
Loneliness is darkness first companion
Spend the night alone and faith may bend
Share it all and see how fear starts fading
Chase away the shadows with a friend
Dawns elusive light is just beginning
Now the day can push away the night
Dreams can make the sun feel much brighter
Hope creates a foothold for the light
Its a long, long lonely night
We can make the morning if we try
Its a long, long lonely night
We can make the morning if we try
Girl, we can make the morning you and i, oh
Together
Its a long, long lonely night
We can make the morning if we try
Its a long, long lonely night
We can make the morning if we try
Its a long, long lonely night
We can make the morning if we try

song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Morning Glow

Morning glow morning glow
Starts to glimmer when you know
Winds of change are set to blow
And sweep this whole land through
Morning glow is long past due
Morning glow fill the earth
Come on shine far all youre worth
Well be present at the birth
Of all faith looking new
Morning glow is long past due
Oh oh morning glow
Id like to help you grow
You should have started long ago
Morning glow all days long
For we sing tomorrows song
Never knew we could be so strong
But now its very clear
Morning glow is almost here
Oh oh morning glow
Id like to help you grow
We should have started long ago
Morning glow all your life
We can make the new day right
All the bad songs of the night
Will fade into the past
Morning glow is here at last

song performed by by Michael Jackson
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I love To Go Fishing

I love to go fishing everyday,
To the river or the lake.
Up in the morning without delay,
I go fishing soon as I wake.

Down to the water to wet my line,
My float bobbing up and down.
Fishing in the morning, is just so fine,
Your face will never sport a frown.

A big ole catfish, or a little bluegill,
I just don't give a hoot.
I love the way fishing makes me feel,
To me it's like forbidden fruit.

If I get lucky and get a bite,
Then the day is made.
I'll stick around till early night,
Just snoozing in the shade.

1/20/11 Alton Texas

poem by Juan Olivarez
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These Are The Days

These are the days of the endless summer
These are the days, the time is now
There is no past, theres only future
Theres only here, theres only now
Oh your smiling face, your gracious presence
The fires of spring are kindling bright
Oh the radiant heart and the song of glory
Crying freedom in the night
These are the days by the sparkling river
His timely grace and our treasured find
This is the love of the one magician
Turned the water into wine
These are days of the endless dancing and the
Long walks on the summer night
These are the days of the true romancing
When Im holding you oh, so tight
These are the days by the sparkling river
His timely grace and our treasured find
This is the love of the one great magician
Turned water into wine
These are the days now that we must savour
And we must enjoy as we can
These are the days that will last forever
Youve got to hold them in your heart.

song performed by by Van Morrison
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He Was Splashed

Before even he got splashed,
Our father had forbiden him from
All his fishing movement
He had made it clear
Like one with continuous fear
That his enemies might sink him in
That long-grassed river where
Hipoppotamers and crocodiles
Hunt and swimed daily
Dangerous was the river
He could not surrender, however
Because he always said that
Life without fishing
Was like putting
Water in a holed-jug.
Also, he did like the way
Fishes wiggled in the waters
He would say.

One glare hot summer,
One day in that summer,
Splashed, my brother was
For he came home late-
Around eight PM,
And our father had been
Hunting him all day-long
The small yellow-spotted fishes,
Our father threw-in the air
Like one who wasn't a dear
Next, his arm, he grabed and
Led him in the room that
He had arranged so well and
Put a pink pants-belt.

After, the laughter I could hear
So well I could hear,
And our mother's too, I could hear
But, hers was a mear one
That sounded like one'spity
Next morning after-while I swept the floor,
Shoked, I was
Seeing white milk that spotted the floor
And designs that snaked my brother,
Made my heart leap with joy
And that'show I knew the truth that
He was really splashed.

poem by Mariechantal Tuyisabe
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The Fishing Trip

The Fishing Trip

By
Ross Dix-Peek

Oh, How I remember those fishing trips with my Dad
Ah, They made me so very, very glad
Up at three in the morn
Long before the coming of the dawn

My father assembling all his fishing tackle
So very gleeful, a laugh and a cackle
“Have you got the bait boy, ready to go? ”
“Yes, Dad”, and away we would go, all in tow

In our dear old “Landie” the rugged road was ne’er a problem
As we traversed the winding dirt tracks, and some
Ah, the window down and the wind in my hair
The smell of fresh bait a waft in the air

Rugged Africa all about, myriad of sounds ringing out
My dear old Dad gaily whistling, as we headed south
A cigarette forever dangling from his smiling mouth
And all the while the great African sun beats down

And then to the river waters we would come
Excitement in the air and then some
Dad would sit and the waters study
A swig of Coca-Cola, and then we were ready

The fishing gear debouched
Us along the river bank crouched
Rods dangling in the silver stream
Waiting for our first catch, possibly bream

Ah, those days, those days were so fine
The scorching sun upon my spine
Sitting next to my beloved Dad
Ah, but those days be gone now, really quite sad!

Anyway, with our great bundle of fish in tow
We would finally onward to home go,
But now years later my dear old Dad is dead
Only those wonderful memories do remain in my head
So, if you with your Dad fishing do go
And the seeds of bonding do sow
Don’t the time wish away
For there will come a day
When your dear old Dad no longer is there,
And wasted time together is too awful a cross to bear!

poem by Ross DixPeek
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Unexpected Love

Cool as rain on a dry summer day
Beautifully as the rainbow bridges the sky away

Fragrant as a pot of tea simmering
Soulful as a guitar strumming

Innocent as a child’s smile
Blissful as the cottony sky

Like spring you entered, as a pleasant twist
Refreshing as the early morning “Mist”

I never thought this day would come
When I would “Blossom” under the sun

From being dull and prickly
I bloomed into a morning glory

I felt alive and lost all the pain
Like daffodils I dance in the rain

Your love gave me a new leash of strength
As unexpected as a hidden treasure chest

poem by Blossom Mist
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Right Across The River Bend

Right across the river bend there’s a warm gentle breeze.
Right across the river-bend are trees with yellow leaves.
Right across the river bend the water reflects the sun.
Right across the river bend is a smell of innocence.

Right across the river bend a robin’s egg is broken.
Right across the river-bend are peaceful mountain valleys.
Right across the river bend a dandelion is carried.
Right across the river bend are fields of shiny green grass.

Right across the riverbend are memories made to last.

poem by Alicia Page
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Time Long Past

Like the ghost of a dear friend dead
Is Time long past.
A tone which is now forever fled,
A hope which is now forever past,
A love so sweet it could not last,
Was Time long past.

There were sweet dreams in the night
Of Time long past:
And, was it sadness or delight,
Each day a shadow onward cast
Which made us wish it yet might last--
That Time long past.

There is regret, almost remorse,
For Time long past.
'Tis like a child's belovèd corse
A father watches, till at last
Beauty is like remembrance, cast
From Time long past.

poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley
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Anything But Mine

Walking alone beneath the lights of that miracle mile, me and Mary making our way into the
night, you can hear the cries from the carnival rides, the pin ball bells, and the ski ball slides,
watching the summer sun fall out of sight, theres a warm wind coming in from off of the ocean
making its way past the hotel wall to fill the streets Mary is holding both of her shoes in
her hands said she likes to feel the sand beneath her feet
And in the morning Im leaving n making my way back to Cleveland so tonight I hope I would do
just fine, and I dont see how you could ever be anything but mine
Theres a local band playing at the sea side pavilion and I got just enough cash to get us in
and as we are dancing Marys wrapping her arms around me and I cant feel the sting of summer
on my skin in the mist of the music I tell her I love her, we both laugh cause we know it isnt true
but Mary there is a summer drawing to tonight theres so much that i long to do to you
but in the morning Im leaving n making my way back to Cleveland so tonight I hope I would
do just fine n I dont see how you could ever be anything but mine
Ooooooooo..
And in the morning Im leaving n making my way back to Cleveland so tonight I hope I will
do just fine n I dont see how you could ever be anything but mine
Mary I dont see how you could ever be anything but mine
Ooooooooooo...ooooooooooooooo...
...And in the morning Im leaving n making my way back to Cleveland so tonight I hope I would
do just fine n I dont see how you could ever be anything but mine

song performed by by Kenny Chesney
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How Long

Do you recall that winter evening
The night that I said Im leaving
Hoping
You would change my mind
I lay my head up on your kness and
Whispered please but inside I was
Leaving
Im the leaving kind
I could put you off forever
This longing has no end
How long
Til you and I can be together
How long
Until we see this through
How long
Until we know that this is forever
How long
Til I say I love you
And when the burning leaves are falling
I can always hear you calling
Fearing
That we are losing ground
But in you secret hearts were knowing
Our love is winter and its snowing
Falling
Comfort coming down
I could put you off forever
This longing has no end
Advertising lasts a lifetime
If not now then when?

song performed by by Information Society
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A silent murder

A silent murder
A whispering grave
Voices are spoken
But they all fade away

Left all alone
In this forsaken home
Pictures we'll bare
Lost long voices we'll share

Broken memories of the past
Where too good to last
So pack up your bags
This is your last chance

Voices we long to hear
Are crackled, unclear
And faces we miss
Are long lost in the mist

New people we will meet
Eyes don't leave our feet
For memories from our past
Were built strong, to forever last

Frame your past
Shatter your future
Lose yourself in the moment
Lose yourself in the past
Twisted lives, will forever last

Frame your past
Jump inside
Hate the moment
So feed me more lies

poem by Shannon daffsdffjk
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Been Away Too Long

Im coming home
Ive been away far too long
Im leaving it up to you
To understand
You may wonder why
When it was me who said
The last goodbye
But cannot change my mind
One more time
Its high time
I cant wait any longer
Its my time to find out
Who I belong to
Its breaking my heart
Waitin for another day
When the time comes
You wont see me around
Ive been patient
Standing my ground
Gotta see ya and hold ya
Hear what you have to say
Do you wake up in the morning
Wantin me
The way I wake up wantin you
And in the same breath
You keep hauntin me
Does it ever occur to you
Ive been in love too long
To stop now, oh
Ive been away too long
Ive been away too long
If youve ever cried
Then youll know the pain
You felt inside
And just like me you pray
Its all untrue
But time alone will tell
If you have learned
Lifes lessons well
And maybe then youll know
What I should do
Been away, Ive been away
Ive been away too long
Ive been away too long
Ive been away too long
Too long, much too long
Much too long

song performed by by Uriah Heep
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Driving to the Sun

From Paris
to the Costa del Sol
we drove
in my dilapidated convertible
in the springtime of our lives
down a long, straight Roman road
tunneling through pines
on into Spain
drifting through Madrid, Granada, Sevilla
then to Málaga
the top down
Colette and Serge
perched on the seat backs
waving to the earthbound
as we sailed through small towns
on our way to the sky.

poem by Richard Greene
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Past Lives

An angel came to me last night
She saw me in a different light
She showed me things I thoughht I could be
Are not a million miles away
As surely as night follows day
It follows, Im a king not a slave
It is another case of dj vu
It seems to happen everyday
It all comes back to me whatever I do
Theres always been a price to pay
Past lives, past lives
You can never put the ghost to bed
Get the feeling that you live, forever she said
Past lives, past lives
Rub my stomach while I pat my head
Get the feeling in your mind
When youre out of your head
And to the eastern side of the bay
My shadow is sailing away
Treasure possessions and money to burn
I wont be taking these with me
I hear the echos and Ive nowhere to turn
After all Im at sea
Past lives, past lives
We can anchor off the coast she said
The storm will pass and the fog will clear in your head
Past lives, past lives
You can never put the ghost to bed
Get the feeling that you live forever she said
In another world when dreams collide
To the mocking bird of faith we tied
She comes to pass but not to stay
Through the looking glass, she fades away
Welcome to the house of usher
An angel came to me last night
She sold me down the river of life

song performed by by Level 42
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Summer

I'm looking at your photograph the picture on my wall
Life's too short for memories i can't have it all
You gave me the run-around so we go our own sweet ways
I'll be making the most of summertime crazy nights and lazy days
Summer can't last too long summer can't last too long
Spring, winter or fall but out of them all
The summer can't last too long
One night can seem a lifetime and i've got no more time to lose
Sunshine on my shoulders kissing away my blues
Looking to the future searching for the girl
Not too much like the last one just the prettiest in the world
Summer can't last too long summer can't last too long
Spring, winter or fall but out of them all
The summer can't last too long
Yeah, yeah

song performed by by Asia
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My Summer Days <3

Summer breeze blowing the grass around,
whirling my hair in every direction.
Summer sun kissing my face,
Leaving me red, and all sunburned.

Summer warmth hugs me,
Every time I walk out the door.
Summer rain dances with me
Who could ask for anything more?

Summer brings swimming,
And long walks on the beach and in the park.
Summer days leave and bring starry nights
So we can stare into them after dark.

Summer gives me lazy days
To hang out with my friends.
Summer nights bring the crickets,
To sing with when the day ends.

Summer brings yummy sweet tea,
And reading books under the sun,
Summer comes with lots of things,
But most of all, it brings fun for all!

poem by Ashley Meyers
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Some Days

Some days are good,
some days are bad,
and some are in between.
We never know which day we’ll have,
until the hidden dice is rolled.

One morning we wake to sunshine,
one morning we wake to rain,
some we wake to be a bit of both.
However, whatever we wake up to,
just be thankful that we wake up.

poem by David Harris
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