Writing
Out of your head
Down your arm and to the pen;
Then into the ink
Quick as thinking itself.
The dreams in your brain
Flow over the page,
And are never the same,
Are they worth writing down?
Love and hate jostle close,
Feelings turning about,
And they shout:
'Put me down, don't delay, we can't wait.'
If you're slow then they're gone,
They may never return,
And you'll always regret
Not moving your pen...do it then!
(Written March 1994)
poem by John Carter Brown
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The Years
The years they slow become us
Numb unto our age
They rage and then sucumb us
Each turning of the page
The sky in green is melting
The grass felt fabric blue
As I am sure of falling
In and out of love with you.
No reason for a failure
No method to return
No lover nor a saviour
No lesson left to learn
The years they are about us
And fastening the belt
No room to move on land
No sky now left to melt.
The years they numb and slow our age
Each page in turning done
The sky a meadows green, a dream
A travelers journey done.
No reason for a lover
No method left to learn
No savour here to bother,
A failure to return
poem by David Lacey
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Years
The years they slow become us
Numb unto our age
They rage and then succumb us
Each turning of the page.
The sky in green is melting
The grass felt fabric blue
As I am sure of falling
In and out of love with you.
No reason for a failure
No method to return
No lover, nor a saviour
No lesson left to learn.
The years they are about us
And fastening the belt
No room to move on land
No sky now left to melt.
The years they numb and slow our age
Each page in turning done
The sky a meadows green, a dream
A traveller’s journey done.
No reason for a lover
No method left to learn
No savour here to bother,
A failure to return
poem by David Lacey
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The Poem I Am Writing Now
The poem I am writing now
does not know if it will be finished
it does not even know if it will be a poem -
it is slowly appearing line by line
and making its own meaning on the page-
Is it worth anything?
will anyone care?
I don't know -
The poem I am writing now
is just these lines
and these lines like all lines
are only small words
in a vast universe
that has long lived
and will probably longer live
without them.
Why then write these words now?
The poem I am writing now is saying,
'I am here now'.
But why should this mean anything to anyone else?
The poem I have written here
is not the poem I would have posted here
It is only the poem I am finishing now
a poem without great love or belief in itself.
The poem I am writing now
is written.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Let's Wait Awhile (remix)
LET'S WAIT AWHILE
Janet Jackson
There's something I want to tell you
There's something I think that you should know
It's not that I shouldn't really love you
Let's take it slow
When we get to know each other
and we're both feeling much stronger
Then let's try to talk it over
Let's wait awhile longer
Remember that special night?
When all of the stars were shining bright
We made our first endeavor to stay together
We made our very first promise
To love, to share and be real honest
But on that very first night
It wasn't quite right
Let's wait awhile before it's too late
Let's wait awhile, our love will be great
Let's wait awhile before we go too far
I didn't really know not to let all my feelings show
to save some for later so our love will be greater
You said you would always love me
Remember I said the same thing too
You don't have to be frightened with my love
Because I'll never give up on you
Let's wait awhile, before it's too late
You know, you can't rush love
Let's just take our time
Love's so good - sure I'll love will be there
Slow it down
I promise, I'll be worth the wait
song performed by by Janet Jackson
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Slow Moving Sea
If you ever feel youll lose your dreams
Or your hope seems too far gone
Ill bring the distance to your door
You couldnt ask for any more
You were around when I needed a friend
You were the means you were the end
Youll be the one Ill turn to now
Theres gonna be some hard times coming down
Without you the world would be so crowded
Without you the moon would be so clouded
Without you I can be anyone
Anyone at all but myself
If ever your candle wont blow out
Or your sorrow seems so interrupted
Well Ill be the first to bring the darkness down
Ill be the silence at your side
Without you the music couldnt move me
The words would ring true
But the tune would feel so empty
Without you I can be anyone
Anyone at all but myself
But myself
Wish I was a slow moving sea
Moving away from the land so cautiously
Id find me an island to surround
Just like you did as I was feeling down
As I was feeling down
Without you the world would be so crowded
Without you the moon would be so clouded
Without you I can be anyone
Anyone at all but myself
Oh but myself
Wish I was a slow moving sea
Wish I was a slow moving sea
Love is like a slow moving sea
Keeping in touch with eternity
Wish I was a slow, slow, slow, slow moving sea
Love is like a slow moving sea
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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I Can Wait Forever
I can wait forever
(graham russell, david foster, jay graydon)
When you say, I miss the things you do
I just want to get back close again to you
But for now, your voice is near enough
How I miss you and I miss your love
And though, all the days that pass me by so slow
All the emptiness inside me flows
All around and theres no way out
Im just thinking so much of you
There was never any doubt
Chorus
I can wait forever
If you say youll be there too
I can wait forever if you will
I know its worth it all, to spend my life alone with you
When it looked as though my life was wrong
You took my love and gave it somewhere to belong
Ill be here, when hope is out of sight
I just wish that I were next to you tonight
And though, Ill be reaching for you even though
Youll be somewhere else, my love will go
Like a bird on its way back home
I could never let you go
And I just want you to know
Chorus
I can wait forever
If you say youll be there too
I can wait forever if you will
I know its worth it all, to spend my life alone with you
(repeat chorus 3 times)
song performed by by Air Supply
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Love & Only Love
Long ago in the book of old,
Before the chapter where dreams unfold
A battle raged on the open page,
Love was a winner there overcoming hate
Like a little girl who couldnt wait.
Love and only love will endure
Hate is everything you think it is
Love and only love will break it down
Love and only love, will break it down
Break it down, break it down.
Tomorrow is a long long time if youre a memory
Trying to find peace of mind
Spirit come back to me,
Give me strength and set me free
Let me hear the magic in my heart.
Love and only love will endure
Hate is everything you think it is
Love and only love will break it down
Love and only love, will break it down
Break it down, break it down.
Long ago in the book of old,
Before the chapter where dreams unfold
A battle raged on the open page,
Love was a winner there overcoming hate
Like a little girl who couldnt wait.
Love and only love will endure
Hate is everything you think it is
Love and only love will break it down
Love and only love.
song performed by by Neil Young
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This Newly Loving Game
I had some time this morning that clarified my mind
The thoughts that drifted past me were of a quiet and gentle kind
I'm not saying I'm in love with you, I'm just saying that I find
That thoughts keep drifting past me of a quiet and gentle kind.
The feelings that I'm having are not easy to explain
It’s been some time since I've been in this newly loving game
It's all slow moving on now and I really can't explain
The rules that we should follow in this newly loving game.
I took the time this afternoon to write my thinking down
And all the time I wondered why and let my mind go round
Around and around the time we've spent and what I feel I've found
It took some time, I wondered why and said my thoughts aloud.
Then I ripped up the paper and I threw it on the floor
The words that I had written were like trying to keep a score
I'd tried to use my reasonings as I had done before
And the marks upon that paper had no meaning anymore.
The way that all this seems to me is not easy to explain
It’s been some time since I've been in this newly loving game
It's all slow moving on now and I really can't explain
The rules that we should follow in this newly loving game.
I spent some time this evening thinkin' of just who I am
What I like about me and what is it that I can
Offer up to someone who, when all this thing began,
Was not needing of lover nor even of a man.
Yes, we do have common interests and we can talk for hours
We share a love of poets and a questioning of power
We hold each other closely even though we're wondering how
This thing that we are making could be completely ours.
The feelings that I have for you are not easy to explain
It’s been some time since I've been in this newly loving game
It's all slow moving on now and I really can't explain
The rules that we should follow in this newly loving game.
There is a lack of time for us and some hurt within our hearts
And that got me on to thinking that our paths are really hard.
The time I took to think today was 'bout us being apart
And the way we are beginning yet not knowing how to start.
The feelings that I have now are not easy to explain
It’s been some time since I've been in this newly loving game
It's all slow moving on now and I really can't explain
The rules that we should follow in this newly loving game.
poem by David Keig
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I Hate It
i hate this stupid world
and the place i have in it
i hate this stupid house
and the life that its finished
i hate this computer
so ragged, so slow
i hate all the things
that i do not know
i hate the way words
can bring a person to their knees
i hate that hearts
break so easily
i hate that people die
when theyre oh so young in age
i hate it when my book
is oddly missing a page
i hate it when you cry
and won't tell me what's wrong
i hate the way people write random stuff
and sing it and call it a song
i hate that life sucks
and always will for me
i hate it that we can't
go on living happily
i hate it that i like you
when you so obviously don't like me back
i hate it when my parents
never cut me any slack
i hate it that im breaking
and nothing can fix the truth
i hate my wounds for healing
and not staying to give proof
i hate that i hate so many things
yet i don't regret a bit
i hate it that i don't always hate the days
when i feel like shit
poem by Something Changing
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Inaudible Melodies
Brushfire fairytales
Itsy bitsy diamond wells
Big fat hurricanes
Yellow bellied given names
Well shortcuts can slow you down
And in the end we're bound
To rebound off of we
Well dust off your thinking caps
Solar powered plastic plants
Pretty pictures of things we ate
We are only what we hate
But in the long run we have found
Silent films are full of sound
Inaudibly free
Slow down everyone
You're moving too fast
Frames can't catch you when
You're moving like that
Inaudible melodies
Serve narrational strategies
Unobtrusive tones
Help to notice nothing but the zone
Of visual relevancy
Frame-lines tell me what to see
Chopping like an axe
Or maybe Eisenstein should just relax
Slow down everyone
You're moving too fast
Frames can't catch you when
You're moving like that
Well Plato's cave is full of freaks
Demanding refunds for the things they've seen
I wish they could believe
In all the things that never made the screen
And just slow down everyone
You're moving too fast
Frames can't catch you when
You're moving like that
Slow down everyone
You're moving too fast
Frames can't catch you when
You're moving like that
Moving Too....
song performed by by Jack Johnson from Brushfire Fairytales
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Poetry in Me.........
Oh poetry my friend inside, dormant thoughts lie,
Anger writes the feelings in the speed of thought,
I swing the axe to split the block of inspiration
Mind Pictures in my words sleeping under dreams.
Happiness and sadness hold hands in the whirlpool of words
Metaphor movies flicker in my brain,
Venting feelings to flow from my pen,
Celestial images punctuated live as
Syllables jostle for rhythm’s flow.
Oh poetry my friend inside, dormant thoughts lie,
I find comfort deep within as we write together
With your silent guide my friend,
In the cutting room snakes strangle the ‘odd’ word
Oh poetry my friend inside, dormant thoughts lie,
I find comfort deep within as we write together
With your silent guide my friend,
In the cutting room snakes strangle the ‘odd’ word
Then wonders mark unfolds, originality leaps forth.
My eyes close feeling tired the hour is late
On this session I must close the gate,
Oh poetry my friend inside, dormant thoughts sleep,
A silent friend to keep.
poem by Ken e Hall
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Thinking Process..
i go back to the pages
and i know i am shocking perhaps to all of you
having written much on some things that
perhaps i have not thought of so well...
but they are there and they confront me
that i own them and i feel a little bit awkward
when and how have i written these
matters of the heart
and soul and affection and
(well,) alienation and
stressful situations, not counting
the reality of depressing
expressions in the form of
concealed metaphoric devices,
at any rate, i accept this kind of ability to
just be writing for no purpose, except to express,
for simply writing what i must say
without so much thinking that in the future
i may regret what
ought not to be written...
well, this is it, this is life, and this is what is it
all about...a river simply flowing to the sea
what more? what should it be?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I love you... but i hate you.
Theres reasons that i hate you, there obvious you see,
I hate the way, your voice sounds, your eyes, the way you breathe.
I hate the way you act when, your friends are all around.
they talk about me, and when i walk by, you never make a sound.
I hate the way you look at me, in hate, in biast, nothing close to envy,
I hate the way when i put our names together, we will never be.
I hate the way, your friends are, they hate me, i hate them,
I close my eyes and try to sleep, Forever and Amen.
These are the reasons I'm writing, i only speak the truth,
Theres everything i hate, but my numer one's I love you.
poem by caitlyn Acheson
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Volcano Of Passion
As the passion builds inside, my heart beats faster
My mouth goes dry
My hands become clammy
My eyes widen in anticipation
Out comes a flow of words, a flow of meanings
A flow of thought and feelings
I can feel it growing inside me, waiting to burst out
I really just want to shout as the words flow out onto the page
Without any rage, just a desire, a passion
For my words to have their own stage
The volcano has erupted, the words flow
Yet when the dust settles, nobody but me knows whats happened
It's my very own volcano of passion
poem by Craig Piercy
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Another nothing poem
Another nothing poem
~
These are just words
Rhyming, walking with rhythm
They do not hate or love
Laugh, cry or shout aloud
They know no malice or jealousy
They just piece together nicely
In a story or a poem
However they are written
Presented on a page
They remain just words
They talk of no living soul
But a fictional character
If one happens to be written
Or a place or feeling
Some may relate to it
You’re free to see what you like
Or dislike in these words
That’s all they are sitting here
Rhyming, walking with rhythm
Across the once blank page
Just another nothing poem
Waiting to be read
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Feeling's
My face is a mask that ive worn so long
You cant get close my mask is to strong
I want to feel love but driven hate
Sin and regret will be my fate
How do I live life if no feelings are there
Stressed and angry to drained to care
I'm empty inside that's all I can feel
I want to have feelings but don't know what's real
I need to clear my head and a fresh mentality
Fill the empty hole that's causing this agony
Love and happiness I try to express
With out my mask I would be a mess
God please give me strength to fight this fear
I smile for a while but still shed a tear
poem by Nic Hillen
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I hate my life
I hate this second
I hate this minute
I hate this hour
I hate this day
I hate this year
I hate my life
I hate my family
I hate my friends
I hate that i cant do anything right
I hate that i cant die right now
I hate that you wont die right now
I hate this world
I hate that i cant express my feelings
I hate that i cant find the right knife
I hate that im still writing this poem
I am going to say good bye to the world
even if the world dont care
the world did this to me
so the world can live without me
poem by Josh Kingsbury
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Close To The Wind
Written by gerry beckley and steve levine, 1994
Found on hourglass.
Ah
Lately, it hasnt been easy
Ive been wanderin all night
Searchin, tryin to find an answer
Why Im in this situation
Ive been sailing close to the wind
Trying to keep my head above water
Close to the wind, without you
Ive been sailing close to the wind
Everyday it just gets harder
But youre all I need to survive
For so long it felt like
I was walking on the water
I found the hard part
Is waking without you in the morning
Ive been sailing close to the wind
The weight of the worlds on my shoulders (everyday now)
Close to the wind, without you
Ive been sailing close to the wind
The loneliness its neverending (yes Im falling)
Open your heart, come aboard
And if were back together
I know our love will be everlasting
I still believe that theres a chance
For us to have a happy ending
Peace will reign on earth
Life for all its worth, oh yeah
I pray every single morning
That this time we will be much stronger
Ive been sailing close to the wind
Help me try to find a shelter (to protect you)
Close to the wind without you
Ive been sailing close to the wind
But inside its safe and warm now (were together)
Dont be afraid of the storm
Ive been sailing close, close to the wind (been sailing in)
(close to the wind) dont be afraid of the storm
Ive been sailing close, close to the wind (been sailing in)
(close to the wind) dont be afraid of the storm ...
song performed by by America
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The Snail and the Quail
The quick, quivering quail laughed at the slow moving snail
And said, “Don’t ever enter a race or you’ll be last on the trail.”
Well, that snail always saw himself as moving kind of slow,
Though he was sure he knew where a straight line would go.
He thought, “Quail is faster, running back and forth, then forth and back.
If he does that in a race, quick quivering quail might just run off track.”
So the slow moving snail smiled and challenged quick, quivering quail
To a race for the candy store on the other side of hill and dale.
Quick, quivering quail laughed so hard he could hardly talk.
He joked, “Slow snail, you have no chance if you run and I only walk.”
Slow moving snail responded, “Tomorrow you’ll have a chance to shine.
Race time is noon and where ants cross the road is the starting line.”
Quick, quivering quail, still laughing, said “I’ll give you a big head start.”
Slow moving snail answered, “No thanks. Just race fast. I’ll race smart.”
Off went quick, quivering quail with buddies to have fun and stay up late.
Slow moving snail worked on a plan to move faster and go straight.
The day passed quickly for snail and quail as each went his separate way.
Night was short and soon a bright new sun hailed the start of race day.
Quick, quivering quail was tired after staying out late with his best friend.
Slow moving snail slept well and had his plan for how the race would end.
Snails and quails crowded ‘round as queen ant started to whine,
“Loosen up your shell and feathers; then step to the starting line.
On your mark, get ready, get set, now off you two go.”
Quick quivering quail rushed down the track… sir snail started slow.
It wasn’t long before quick quail had quivered across two dales, and then
Thought he’d just catch 40 winks before trying that much track again.
He thought, “I could walk in my sleep and still win this race.
That slow moving snail, carrying his shell along. What a big disgrace! ”
So off he went into Dreamland, seeing candy stores over the next dale.
Or was it two more hills that were the end of this easy trail?
Meanwhile slow moving snail studied his map as he moved along.
He smiled at flowers and friends on the hill; then broke into song,
“I’ve worked hard for this race and thank each and every fan.
I’m confident that I’ll win, but if not, I can always try again.
With your cheers and my hard work, “slow” won’t mean “lose”.
Victory depends not on just our skills, but how much of them we use.”
As slow snail topped the hill, it rained, but not on a single snail fan.
They had umbrellas, since slow snail had checked with the weatherman.
His name now was “quick snail” as he slid down the hills of water and mud.
Rain woke quick quivering quail as a big dropp hit his head with a thud.
Quail ran faster as he thought he saw the finish line with each advance…
But shrieked, “Oh no, I can’t believe it. This line is made up of ants! ”
Snail’s slide downhill helped him move over the dale as never before.
Soon there it was within sight and smell…that winning candy store.
Then snail’s moves were much slower and he could hear a noise behind.
Sure, it was quick quail, so snail reached for all the strength he could find.
Before he knew it, slow moving snail was in front of the candy store.
So proud, he yelled, “I Love You All! ” as he listened to the crowd roar.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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You Don't Have To Think To Write A Nice Poem
why think? poetry does not demand
thinking
it demands feelings, your feelings,
and you have lots of them,
these feelings
of loss, of joy, of sorrow, of bliss,
of sadness, and happiness,
of longings, and regrets
of losing and gaining,
all these, do they require
so much thinking
and evaluating? no, they are there
with you, always waiting to be written
and sometimes
mind you, just put your hand
on the keys
and they start writing about
themselves
try the trance
lose yourself, be the breath
from your mouth
be the air from your nostrils
be the wind
be the spirit from your body
for once
let it fly away and take the
whole world
in the tips of your fingers
in the blink of your eye
in the slip of your tongue
in the wink
of your mind
poem by Antonio Liao
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