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The Secret

When you were sleeping on the sofa
I put my ear to your ear and listened
to the echo of your dreams.

That is the ocean I want to dive in,
merge with the bright fish,
plankton and pirate ships.

I walk up to people on the street that kind of look like you
and ask them the questions I would ask you.

Can we sit on a rooftop and watch stars dissolve into smoke
rising from a chimney?
Can I swing like Tarzan in the jungle of your breathing?

I don't wish I was in your arms,
I just wish I was peddling a bicycle
toward your arms.

poem by Jeffrey McDaniel
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The Birds' Lullaby

Sing to us, cedars; the twilight is creeping
With shadowy garments, the wilderness through;
All day we have carolled, and now would be sleeping,
So echo the anthems we warbled to you;
While we swing, swing,
And your branches sing,
And we drowse to your dreamy whispering.

Sing to us, cedars; the night-wind is sighing,
Is wooing, is pleading, to hear you reply;
And here in your arms we are restfully lying,
And longing to dream to your soft lullaby;
While we swing, swing,
And your branches sing,
And we drowse to your dreamy whispering.

III

Sing to us, cedars; your voice is so lowly,
Your breathing so fragrant, your branches so strong;
Our little nest-cradles are swaying so slowly,
While zephyrs are breathing their slumberous song.
And we swing, swing,
While your branches sing,
And we drowse to your dreamy whispering.

poem by Emily Pauline Johnson
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Deep Blue Knight

Deep Blue Knight
I want to jump into the ocean
of your stars tonight

Wrap the tides around my body
fill my lungs with breaths of you
Into the ocean

I may walk across the rising waves
and never know that it was you
as far as i can ride the moon beams

i shall don a new disguise today
And wake up every morning
to hear the ocean,

and i'll jump into your arms of swimming grace
as you hold me on the tattered platform
and crumble i shall

into the ocean
Just let it all come crashing down
around the perfect little angels now

and rising tears may guide their anger
towards my fiery heart again
as i jump

into the ocean....

poem by Melissa Fox
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The Lark's Song

The morning is wild and dark,
The night mist runs on the vale,
Bright Lucifer dies to a spark,
And the wind whistles up for a gale.
And stormy the day may be
That breaks through its prison bars,
But it brings no regret to me,
For I sing at the door of the stars!

Along the dim ocean-verge
I see the ships labouring on;
They rise on the lifting surge
One moment, and they are gone.
I see on the twilight plain
The flash of the flying cars;
Men travail in joy or pain -
But I sing at the door of the stars!

I see the green, sleeping world,
The pastures all glazed with rime;
The smoke from the chimney curled;
I hear the faint church bells chime.
I see the grey mountain crest,
The slopes, and the forest spars,
With the dying moon on their breast -
While I sing at the door of the stars!

poem by Anne Glenny Wilson
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What We Have Become

in the shallow part of the river
we decide to play: life is a game
we like to believe that
our arms drip like cold water
on the side of the glass
that you hold when you have felt
the first thirst

i shall not satisfy you
and so i have become the bait
of the fish
you have become more interested
on what i have to say

not to be mistaken as trivial
i have also taken more glances at you
i believe you
and so with this trust i ask you to go with me
to the deep part of the sea

i swim first then you follow
you know how to swim and you swim well in fact
like a fish

at the shallow part
i told you that nothing is hidden
nothing signifies anything
the stones are stones
and nothing else
your questions are just ordinary questions
which i have answered to well

and you believe me more until
we dive deep
deeper into the ocean floor
where the sands though silent
have more to say
than what i can tell you
the stones on the sides of the deep
now are telling you more
and you begin to understand
why for all those years
on that dry land
i have kept my silence
my distance.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Peddling Round the World

When at first in foreign parts
Was her flag unfurled,
England was a Gipsy lass
Peddling round the world.
Sailing on the Spanish Main—
Everywhere you roam—
Peddling in the Persian Gulf
Things she’d made at home.
Peddling round the world,
Peddling round the world—
England was a Gipsy lass
Peddling round the world.
England never wanted war,
Not on land or sea—
Other nations rising up
Couldn’t let her be.
England only wanted peace,
And the ocean’s breath;
So there came, in course of time,
Queen Elizabeth.
Queen Elizabeth—
Queen Elizabeth—
Came a plain, bad-tempered queen,
Called Elizabeth.

Queen Elizabeth, she called
Drake, and Raleigh too—
Essex, Howard, and the rest
Of the pirate crew;
“See what you can do,” she said.
“England’s feeling sick—
If you don’t, I’ll hang you all!
Better do it quick.”
“Better do it quick,” she said—
“Better do it quick”;
And they knew she’d keep her word,
So they did it quick.

Drake and Raleigh sailed away—
(Only Bess they feared)
Cleared the Spanish Main and singed
The King of Spain his beard—
Singed the King of Spain his beard,
And his hair they curled.
England was a Gipsy’s love
Peddling round the world.
Peddling round the world,
Peddling round the world.
England was a Gipsy’s love
Peddling round the world.

Once again, when Cromwell came,
England wanted room;
So he lowered Holland’s tone,
Smashed the Dutchman’s broom.
Sent a message to Algiers;
Made its meaning plain—
On the way they called once more
On the King of Spain.
On the King of Spain—
On the King of Spain:
Called, to jog his memory,
On the King of Spain.

So the years went round and round,
Over hills and flats—
England was a Gipsy wife—
England had her brats;
Peddling in the China Sea,
Far from English ground;
Doing biz with Mrs. Jap—
Peddling all around.
Peddling all around—
Peddling all around;
Making friends with Mrs. Jap—
Peddling all around.

When the war is past and gone,
With its blood and tears;
And the world may count upon
Peace for fifty years—
When the gory battle-flags
Round their sticks are furled—
Then you’ll see a Gipsy crone
Peddling round the world.
Peddling round the world—
Peddling round the world.
Then you’ll see a Gipsy crone
A-peddling round the world!
Shawl as old as Joseph’s coat,
Hair as white as snow,
Mind as bright as Seventeen—
Eyes still like the sloe—
Peddling in the Southern Seas—
Everywhere you roam—
And she’ll fill her baskets here
With things we’ll make at home.
Things we’ll make at home—
Things we’ll make at home—
Call to fill her baskets here
With things we’ll make at HOME.

poem by Henry Lawson
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Gannets

I've never once seen them on land though from the shore I see
Them with folded wings from dizzy heights diving into the sea
And then they rise out of the waves and upwards again fly
These hunters of the ocean who stalk their prey from the sky.

To watch gannets fishing is an amazing sight
They fly above the ocean and dive from a great height
I once see one dead on a beach it was washed in by the tide
Born on a cliff ledge overlooking the sea and out at sea it died.

The gannets are true fishing birds on humans for food they don't rely
They roost and breed on remote ocean cliffs and of human kind are shy
They are birds I don't often see they are seldom close to the shore
Though I recall I once watched them fish for a half an hour or more.

True ocean birds born by the sea and out at sea they die
With folded wings they dive for fish like rockets from the sky
A guttural noise the only sound they make they do not have a song
They take their living from the sea and to the sea they belong.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Smoke

smoke from the chimney
rises to the sky
and then gone

like us, did you not notice?
we are from here
this heart and then in pain
we rise up
we mix in space
there, do you see still us?

i do not see me anymore

i am fog dissolving in the morning
i am mist dissipating on glass
i am smoke
rising to the sky from the chimney
and then gone....

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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An Hour After Midnight

you must know this hour
when i wake up and the rest of you are sleeping
it is at this moment
when loneliness wakes up
and soars
like a smoke from a chimney
rising to the sky
it is so dark
and it is going everywhere

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Sound Of Milwaukee

Watch that...
But it is hip though the way people dance now
Ya know, you can just,
Its called doin whatever you want to do
Just get up, the weed get to ya, just get up an just
Throw your arms in the air
Throw your arms in the air
Throw your arms in the air
Throw your arms in the air
Throw your arms in the air
Throw your arms in the air
Throw your arms in the air
Throw your arms in the air
Throw your arms in the air
Throw your arms in the air
Throw your arms in the air
Throw your arms in the air

song performed by by Fatboy Slim
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Tryin To Throw Your Arms Around The World

6.00 in the morning
Youre the last to hear the warning
Youve been trying to throw your arms around the world
Youve been falling off the sidewalk
Your lips move but you cant talk
Tryin to throw your arms around the world
Im gonna run to you...run to you...be still
Im gonna run to you...run to you...woman I will
Sunrise like a nosebleed
Your head hurts and you cant breathe
You been tryin to throw you arms around the world
How far you gonna go
Before you lose your way back home?
Youve been trying to throw your arms around the world
Im gonna run to you...run to you...woman be still
Im gonna run to you...run to you...woman I will
I dreamed that I saw dali
With a supermarket trolley
He was trying to throw his arms around a girl
He took an open top beetle
Through the eye of a needle
He was tryin to throw his arms around the world
Im gonna run to you...run to you...woman be still
Im gonna run to you...run to you...woman I will
Nothin much to say I guess
Just the same as all the rest
Been trying to throw your arms around the world
A woman needs a man
Like a fish needs a bicycle
When youre tryin to throw your arms around the world
Im gonna run to you...run to you
Im gonna run to you...run to you
Im gonna run to you...run to you
Woman be still...woman be still
Be still...woman be still
Woman I will

song performed by by U2
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Of You

I walk alone most every night,
Beneath the stars that shine so bright,
Bright as the eyes of you.
And when the sky comes falling down,
And there is darkness all around, all around,
Ill be looking for you.
Lonely I look at the dream-flowing meadow
Wondring what I am to do.
Sun going down and the trees cast their shadow,
In the shadow and the mist, I remember the last kiss of you.
And when the sky wants more blue,
I get that old longing to, to be held in the arms of you.
(repeat)
To be held in the arms of you.

song performed by by Monkees
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In the arms my angel

In the arms my angel you will walk with me, keeping me safe from the stormy seas.
In the arms of my angel you will pick me up to fly above the darkest sky.
In the arms of my angel he is shining his burning light of love for me.
In the arms of my angel his words of kindness is like a melody for me.
In the arms of my angel his eyes are my guide to walk along the rocky paths.
In the arms of my angel, his touch brings peace love and serenity.

poem by Sharon Kubeck
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Keep The Peace

(Michael Hutchence/Andrew Farriss)
Should you fall into my arms again,
You know I'll pray with you,
(You know I'll pray with you...)
In my room at night, your vision shining bright,
I'm waiting for you,
(I'll be waiting for you...)
Dancing in the light,
Shadows fall from you,
Learn to watch your step - You come falling
In my arms again, in my heart again,
You will break like a butterfly
Keep the peace for what you're talking,
"Keep the Peace, Keep the Peace"
Walk of fame is where you're walking,
"Keep the Peace, Keep the Peace"
Keep a hold of what you're taking,
Even though the walls are shaking,
Keep the peace there's still tomorrow,
"Keep the Peace"
When you break into my arms again,
You know I'll stay with you,
(You know I'll stay with you...)
Now you're holding on, I'll be with you tonight,
I'll watch over you,
(Yeah, I'm watching over you...)
On the street inside, see the blinding light,
Am I dreaming - you come falling,
In my arms again, in my heart again,
You will break like a butterfly
Keep the peace, the walls are talking,
"Keep the Peace, Keep the Peace"
Walk of fame is where you're walking,
"Keep the Peace, Keep the Peace"
"Keep the Peace, Keep the Peace"
"Keep the Peace"
Keep a hold of what you're taking,
Even though the walls are shaking,
"Keep the Peace, Keep the Peace"
Submitted by Michael Hack

song performed by by INXS
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If You Could

If you could dive like a penguin…
You could dive off of a triple-high diving board

If you could jump like a cat…
You could jump off of a rooftop and land on your feet

If you could have nine lives like a cat…
You could kill yourself eight times
And live

If you could swing like a monkey…
You could beat every other creature in the world

If you could run like a cheetah…
You could be chased by seven million hunters and never get caught

If you could know what the earth thought and wanted
You could make me happy for life

poem by Mye3
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A lovers arm

In a lovers arms
I find my calm

In a lovers arms
I reinstate my peace
With a sweet soft tender lingering kiss

In a lovers arms
My life long dreams are
Spiced up, stirred and stewed
Heated up with fascination
Grilled with imagination
Till they virtually become true
during our loving lifespan duration

In a lovers arms
My questions are answered
Answers to unanswered questions can wait
It is not a question of now or never
It is a question of how to make
This sweet moment last forever

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poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Santa Claus Is Back In Town

Ooh yeah mmmhmmm
I was walking home on christmas eve
The whole neighborhood was fast asleep
The snow was falling, coming down hard
The place looked like a picture post card
And when my house came into view
I noticed something up on the roof
You cant imagine my surprise
When I looked up and realized
It was santa on the rooftop
And our house was santas first roof stop
The reindeer were quiet as a mouse
Didnt make a sound
Santa got ready to make his way down
He had one foot in the chimney
Destination our brand new christmas tree
I knew everyone was gonna be shocked
When I told them I saw santa on the rooftop
I tried to get home right away
But I was just a little too late
The gifts were laid out under the tree
But no sign of mr. sc
I ran over to the fireplace
But there was nothing but an empty space
Got everybody up out of bed
Their eyes opened wide when I said
It was santa on the rooftop
And our house was santas first roof stop
The reindeer were quiet as a mouse
Didnt make a sound
Santa got ready to make his way down
He had one foot in the chimney
Destination our brand new christmas tree
I knew everyone was gonna be shocked
When I told them I saw santa on the rooftop
Some people think the mans a myth
I had my doubts, I admit
Theyll laugh and criticize
When somebody says with that look in their eyes
It was santa on the rooftop
And our house was santas first roof stop
The reindeer were quiet as a mouse
Didnt make a sound
Santa got ready to make his way down
One foot in the chimney
Destination our brand new christmas tree yeah
I knew everyone was gonna be shocked
When I told them I saw santa on the rooftop
Oh yeah
When I told them I saw santa on the rooftop
Whoa
When I said I saw santa on the rooftop
I saw santa
Santa on the rooftop
Hello mr. saint nick (santa on the rooftop)
Why dont you come on down and gimme some ho ho ho (I saw santa)
Come on santa (santa on the rooftop)
Bring it over here (I saw santa)
Lay it on me! (santa on the rooftop)
Santa on the rooftop...

song performed by by Trisha Yearwood
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poem by Parwin Jadan
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Starchild

When I was an infant in my mothers arms
I would watch the starlight in her face
cause I was reaching out to understand the cosmic charm
I am just a starchild born in space.
Way up high above the sky
All that beauty passes by
Whole worlds still unknown
And out beyond the blue
Theres a place for people too
Its time for us to go.
I have seen the sun shine bright in paradise
I have been there, I have seen it
Repeat chorus
We have time
(in my dreams)
Time and space
While were young
(floating free)
We can chase to the stars.
Searching for the magic in the universe
Guided by the stars that light my way
I have seen the sun shine bright in paradise
I am just a starchild born in space

song performed by by Level 42
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Racing to another world

One afternoon in Bedfordview, Johannesburg
we were leaving to go to a restaurant
and were in the parking lot at work,
when a black man on a bicycle
came down the hill
in Kirkby avenue,
pedalling as if possessed
and racing to another world.

He passed the motorbike
of a Links Pharmacy delivery man
and went as fast
as a racing bicycle could go
and at the t-junction
with oxford street
took a forty five degree turn
at great speed.

The man had a blazer on
and was still pedalling
as he took the turn
and the jacket opened
on his sides like wings,
before he hit the
stone edge of the road
and went straight
into a sign warning
about a stop street up ahead.

With arms spread out
like a human scarecrow,
or a shop mannequin,
he hanged with the jacket
on the sign,
as if dead
while the bicycle somersaulted
before landing against
some white stemmed blue gum trees.

Kids playing in the park were astounded
and and the people with me
and I laughed,
while he stayed motionless
hanging in the air
and other people gathered there.

l’Envoi
Within minutes an ambulance stopped
and I started feeling guilty about laughing
while they laid him down,
tried to help him in vain,
pulled a grey blanket over his body and head
and took the bicycle along
on the ride to the morgue.

poem by Gert Strydom
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