JUSTIFY ABLY untitled PARODY ON arctic flow WeArs complicity
JUSTIFY ABLY untitled PARODY ON arctic flow WeArs complicity
do re me far so lad, tease do best unspoken
prosy candyfloss where slips spill trick
no bechstein tastes contours of yr hand
good taste seizes up, words fail
where the spell breaks, untaken,
where the data sinks, useless,
i fear yr name needs retuning
yr fate is uncertain
a loose place to drown
in-
dentured
to
zero
no spell is at work
dislikens
in
the
cold
vanish
bang!
Parody Michael BERNSTEIN 19xx_20xx 3 poems untitled, complicity, Artic flowers
18 January 2010
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untitled
eon, eon, lollipop
valley where the flames still lick
taste the contours of yr hand
where machines seize up and fail
where the spell hangs, unspoken
where the data sinks, useless
i hear yr name hum like a storm
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complicity
bird in the gutter
fell a hand
mesmeric windows
the wires all tapped
yr fate is uncertain
a loose place to drown
light up in yr tethers
the cold, ruddy sky
in tiny places
a spell is at work
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Artic flowers
bang!
lichens
in the
frost.
like
no
ges-
ture's
for
naught
remem-
bering
when
fall-
ing leaves
so gor-
geous
barely
hung
more
rockets to-
day, some-
where
my last
name pins
me
up
Artic flowers,
satellites
Orion bur-
ning
blind
light
rides
light
slums
tombs
in the
ice
dang-
lin strange,
wak-
ing Lakes
the Moon's
harpoon
i've
caught you
at it:
flying
when
the fog
grows
thick
there is
a place
w/
cold
to break
space,
spits the
morning
raw
chug!
the en-
gine.chug!
the breath,
in-
dentured
to zero
[cabin fever]
you stay
in
a lot
and weave
afghans
from blue
smoke
and cri-
ses
set in
snow-
flakes
wing the
bulls-
eye
heart
'from
a cold,
steel
rail',
three
birds dis-
solve
vanish
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poem by Jonathan Robin
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Here a mug, there a mug, everybody chug-a-lug
Here a mug, there a mug, everybody chug-a-lug
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Stone Cold
Every night I have the same old dream
bout you and me and whats in between
So many changes, so many lies
Try to run, try to hide
>from everything that I feel inside
But I cant escape you or your frozen eyes...
Searching in the darkness
Fading out of sight
Love was here and gone like a thief in the night...
Stone cold...
And I thought I knew you so well
Stone cold
Cant break away from your spell
Another dark and empty night
If I was wrong I wanna make it right
But you are so distant, so far away
Your words like ice fall on the ground
Breaking the silence without a sound
Oh familiar strangers with nothing to say
Searching in the darkness
Fading out of sight
Love was here and gone like a thief in the night...
Stone cold...
And I thought I knew you so well...
Stone cold
Cant break away from your spell...
You leave me stone cold
Searching in the darkness
Fading out of sight
Love was here and gone like a thief in the night...
Stone cold...
And I thought I knew you so well
Stone cold
Cant break away from your spell
Youre stone cold...yeah
I cant break away from your spell
Stone cold...baby
I thought I knew you so well
Youre stone cold...ice cold
Cant break away from your spell
(you put me in the deep freeze)
(oh baby dont you leave me)
(stone...cold, your leavin me cold)
Stone cold...i thought I knew you so well
Stone cold...cant break away from your spell
Repeat til fade
song performed by by Rainbow
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Break His Spell
You got that far away look in your eyes.
But are you looking at me or at some other guy
Whos got you hypnotized,
Got you mesmerized,
Keep you tranquilized with ever kind of lie.
Still he makes you cry,
So baby realize that i...
Im gonna break his spell.
Ill put him in his place and get you out of this hell.
Im gonna break his spell.
Take this relationship and send it straight to the well.
Im gonna break his spell.
Baby Im gonna break his spell.
Yes I will.
Its been a while since Ive known somethings wrong.
At first you had me thinking everything was gone.
I got a late start.
I let him steal your heart.
I let that fool come in and tear our world apart.
But hes not that smart.
Another love shark and i...
Im gonna break his spell.
Ill put him in his place and get you out of this hell.
Im gonna break his spell.
Take this relationship and send it straight to the well.
Im gonna break his spell.
Baby Im gonna break his spell.
Yes I will.
song performed by by Reo Speedwagon
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Winter In The Artic
There is winter in the Artic and,
I do mix up daily with people around to learn a lot;
But loaded with excitements in the muse of your lov,
And playing with the cunning tricks of the sky-line is my muse.
I have exaggerated figures in my mind to share with you,
And like the cold of the Artic to win your love;
But as cordial as my sheep in the land of my muse is your love,
For the winter in the Artic is all that you are used to.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Chug All Night
You scare me a bit,
But thats all right
You know when I want you
Most every night
And Ive been meaning to tell
You baby that it makes no sense
Still Im finally convinced
Yeah yeah
I believe we could chug all night
I believe we could hug all night
The band is loose and the groove
Is right youre so much woman i
Believe we could chug all night
On the day that I die, well
I just might scream
If Im alive in the morning
Ill be alive in a dream
You better listen to me baby
Cause you know that Im hung on you
Till Im blind and black and blue
No one else will do
I do believe we chug all night
I believe we could hug all night
The band is loose and the groove is right
Youre so much woman I believe
We could chug all night
No woman ever do what you do
High on a pleasure wheel
No devil ever cast a voodoo
So long and dark and real
Were gonna do a little chugging
Were gonna do a little hugging
The band is loose and the groove is right
Im wired for sound
Are you wired for light?
And youre so much woman,
I believe we could chug all night
I said a yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Woo! its only midnight baby
Come on and do it to me
song performed by by Eagles
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New Day Callin
Woke today
Hypnotized
A blissful shimmer
Lit my window
Changed my eyes
Changed my mind
A new day callin'
It's what I see when I dream
It's what I feel when I pray
Except I'm redeemed
And this time I'm awake
Like a ringin' bell
That's freedom's spell
A new day callin'
Now nights get cold
And you know that there's gonna be rain
But that's yin and yang, my brother
You can't have one without the other
The morning shines new light
So that I can see
That I never left this road
That brings me sweet, sweet liberty
Like a ringin' bell...
That's freedom's spell...
A new day callin'
Like a ringin' bell...
That's freedom's spell...
A new day callin'
Woke today
Summer phase
All my yesterdays
Behind me
This new color of life
Can't deny it
A new day is callin'
The winter storm blows winds
That won't forgive
But rest your heart on one sure thing
The winter turns to spring
The morning shines new light
So that I can see
That I never left this road
That brings me sweet, sweet liberty
Like a ringin' bell...
That's freedom's spell...
A new day callin'
Like a ringin' bell...
That's freedom's spell...
A new day callin'
The morning shines new light
So that I can see (The morning shines new light_
That I never left this road
That brings me sweet, sweet liberty
Like a ringin' bell... (Like a ringin' bell)
That's freedom's spell...
A new day callin'
Like a ringin' bell...
That's freedom's spell...
A new day callin'
Yeah yeah yeah, can you hear it?
The morning shines new light
So that I can see (So that I can see, yeah)
That I never left this road
That brings me sweet, sweet liberty
Like a ringin' bell... (Like a ringin' bell)
That's freedom's spell... (That's freedom's spell)
A new day callin'
(Yeah, can't your hear it callin'? Yeah yeah...)
Like a ringin' bell...
That's freedom's spell...
A new day callin'
song performed by by En Vogue
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In Poetry (again And Again)
you talk about doors
where there are no windows
you imagine things exist
when all they do is pass by
you try to hold unto permanence
when there is none actually
it is not at all emotions
mind you, there is more to all of these
not just words, flesh, perhaps i am just
entertaining the illusions of the flesh
or light, or even the grass that live
on my head, as though i have
hair, in this game, there is no fixed
directions, simply because
in the first place, you do not really know
where to go, or what to do
with your life, it is just sitting down, talking
to the conscience, playing with its
thoughts, and questioning its rules,
there could be war, between you and
another you, and they say, here comes
another schizophrenic trying to spell
out the difference between a spill and
a pill, but there are images on the ceiling
lizards laughing, and a light bulb that
gets steady with its own
dim light, you imagine chairs as people
and the walls as curtains, and you
as the clown, or the magician trying to
do a trick, to please time, to stop hurting
other people, to love this self, that
lays like a carpet on the floor, there is
warmth, there is a flow of sentences, and
cut flowers, and a glass of cold water,
chunks of iced feelings, and sweet
sour fishy tales, and here comes another
fool trying to figure out, what are these lines,
maps, or pathways, or eddies of air,
or jars without wine, mugs without coffee,
words without meanings, just that.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Complicity
COMPLICITY
Cupid wears no double face
as two united hearts may trace
complicity in love's embrace
27 June 2008
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Complicity poem (c) Jonathan Robin
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Love's Autumn
YES, love, the Spring shall come again,
But not as once it came:
Once more in meadow and in lane
The daffodils shall flame,
The cowslips blow, but all in vain;
Alike, yet not the same.
The roses that we pluck’d of old
Were dew’d with heart’s delight;
Our gladness steep’d the primrose-gold
In half its lovely light:
The hopes are long since dead and cold
That flush’d the wind-flowers’ white.
Oh, who shall give us back our Spring?
What spell can fill the air
With all the birds of painted wing
That sang for us whilere?
What charm reclothe with blossoming
Our lives, grown blank and bare?
What sun can draw the ruddy bloom
Back to hope’s faded rose?
What stir of summer re-illume
Our hearts’ wreck’d garden-close?
What flowers can fill the empty room
Where now the nightshade grows?
’T is but the Autumn’s chilly sun
That mocks the glow of May;
’T is but the pallid bindweeds run
Across our garden way,
Pale orchids, scentless every one,
Ghosts of the summer day.
Yet, if it must be so, ’t is well:
What part have we in June?
Our hearts have all forgot the spell
That held the summer noon;
We echo back the cuckoo’s knell,
And not the linnet’s tune.
What shall we do with roses now,
Whose cheeks no more are red?
What violets should deck our brow,
Whose hopes long since are fled?
Recalling many a wasted vow
And many a faith struck dead.
Bring heath and pimpernel and rue,
The Autumn’s sober flowers:
At least their scent will not renew
The thought of happy hours,
Nor drag sad memory back unto
That lost sweet time of ours.
Faith is no sun of summertide,
Only the pale, calm light
That, when the Autumn clouds divide,
Hangs in the watchet height,—
A lamp, wherewith we may abide
The coming of the night.
And yet, beneath its languid ray,
The moorlands bare and dry
Bethink them of the summer day
And flower, far and nigh,
With fragile memories of the May,
Blue as the August sky.
These are our flowers: they have no scent
To mock our waste desire,
No hint of bygone ravishment
To stir the faded fire:
The very soul of sad content
Dwells in each azure spire.
I have no violets: you laid
Your blight upon them all:
It was your hand, alas! that made
My roses fade and fall,
Your breath my lilies that forbade
To come at Summer’s call.
Yet take these scentless flowers and pale,
The last of all my year:
Be tender to them; they are frail:
But if thou hold them dear,
I ’ll not their brighter kin bewail,
That now lie cold and sere.
poem by John Howard Payne
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Bang Bang Bang
What you go and do
You go and give the boy a gun
Now there aint place to run to
Aint no place to run to
When he hold it in his hand
He feel mighty he feel strong
Now there aint no place to run to
Aint no place to run
One day he may come back
Repay us for what weve done
Then where you gonna run to
Where you gonna run
But one fine day
All our problems will be solved
Bang bang bang
Well shoot him down
Give him drugs and give him candy
Anything to make him think hes happy
And he wont ever come for us
He wont ever come
But if he does
And if theres no one else around
Bang bang bang
Well shoot him down
If he preys only on his neighbors
Brothers sisters and friends
Well consider it a favor
Well consider justice done
But if he comes for you or me
And we can place a gun in his hand
Bang bang bang
Well shoot him dead
What you go and do
You go and give the boy a gun
Now there aint no place to run to
Aint no place to run
Now well all be at his mercy
If he decides to hunt us down
Cause there aint no place to run to
Aint no place to run
If he wants the chances that you took from him
And nothing that you own
Then therell be no place to run to
Therell be no place to run
And if he finds himself to be
A reflection of us all
Bang bang bang
Hell shoot us down
Before you can raise your eyes to read
The writing on the wall
Bang bang bang
Hell shoot you down
Before you can bridge the gulf between
And embrace him in your arms
Bang bang bang
Hell shoot you down
song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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Youre So Cold
- m. carey - d. cole -
Lord only knows
Why I love you so
Youre a heartless man
I dont understand
Why you gotta be
Why you need to be
So (so, so) cold
Oh oh, he yeah, ,oh yehae
So cold
How can you be
So cold
So cruel to me
Ice cold
Dont even feel
Your kiss is like fire
But deep down inside
Youre so cold
You play games with my mind
Cheat and lie time after time
And I know youll never change
But I just cant break away
I dont know why I let you treat me
The way you do
Youre just no good for me
I wish I never fell for you
So cold
How can you be
So cold
So cruel to me
Ice cold
Dont even feel
Your kiss is like fire
But deep down inside
Youre so cold
So many times
You keep me waiting around endlessly
You just laugh as I drown in despair
Never a worry, never a care
I dont know why I let you hurt me the
Way you do
Youve got a spell on me
Im hopelessly in love with you
So cold
How can you be
So cold
So cruel to me
Ice cold
Dont even feel
Your kiss is like fire
But deep down inside
Youre so cold
Made of stone
Oh youre wicked to the bone
I give you my heart
You tear me apart
Youre like a devil
In disguise
Yeah
Oh so cold
So cold
How can you be
So cold
So cruel to me
Ice cold
Dont even feel
Your kiss is like fire
But deep down inside
Youre so cold
song performed by by Mariah Carey
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The Sylvan Grave
Lay me not, when I die, in the place of the dead,
With the dwellings of men round my resting place spread,
But amidst the still forest, unseen and alone,
Where the waters go by with a murmuring tone;
Where the wild bird above me may wave its dark wing,
And the flowers I have loved from my ashes may spring;
Where affection's own blossom may lift its blue eye,
With an eloquent glance from the place where I lie.
Let the rose and the woodbine be there, to enwreath
A bright chaplet of bloom for the pale brow of death;
And the clover's red blossom be seen, that the hum
Of the honey-bee's wing, may for requiem come:
And when those I have loved, ‘midst the changes of earth,
The clouds of its sorrow, its sunshine of mirth,
Shall visit the spot where my cold relics lie,
And gaze on its flowers with a tear-moisten'd eye—
Let them think that my spirit still sometimes is there,
My breath the light zephyr that twines in their hair,
And these flowers, in their fragrance, a memory be,
To tell them thus sweet was their friendship to me.
poem by Elizabeth Margaret Chandler from Poetical Works (1836)
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Where Angels Play
Come with me to a place no likes Ive ever seen
A million miles from here where no one's ever been
God-given rays and a holy heaven phase [?]
I'm on the edge of something shadowy
I'm coming through
'Ok, let's fly,' she says, 'this carpet's made for two'
This room be [?] a little box, no place for me and you
Our carpet falls on a dew-fresh daffodil plain
Take a look around, there's something happening
All the colors fade
I don't want you now, bang bang bang gone
Ooh I don't need you now, the seeds are sown
Ooh bang bang pretty pretty, bang bang
I don't think so, no no
I don't think so, no no
Bang bang, bang bang
Out below the country rolls like a mighty boiling sea
The warm red sun gives up and sinks into the tree
But I've no pill [?] I can't stand here betrayed
Take a look around there's something happening
All the colors fade
I don't want you now, bang bang bang gone
Ooh I don't need you now, the seeds are sown
Ooh bang bang pretty pretty, bang bang
I don't think so, no no
I don't think so, no no
Bang bang, bang bang
song performed by by Stone Roses
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A Life's Story
THE morning broke in a pearly haze,
Then the east grew duskly red:
'Oh, my only day, oh, my day of days,
To-day he will come,' I said.
As the sun climbed up in the clearer sky,
The mists fell down at his feet;
'There is sunshine too in my heart,' said I,
'For to-day is the day we meet;
Perhaps even now he is journeying fast--
Perhaps he is almost here.'
And my heart leaped up at each foot that passed,
With the thought that he might be near.
In my garden the fairest flowers that grew
I plucked for him, sweet, dew-wet,
And held them ready, the whole day through,
To gladden him when we met.
The sun shone warm on the longing earth,
That thrilled to his fervent kiss;
But what to me was the sun's smile worth,
When I longed for that smile of his?
The hours in their flight seemed strangely slow
For the sake of the hour to be;
'Go swiftly now--and more slowly go
When he shall be here with me.'
But the level light of late afternoon
Fell cold on me, still alone;
My flowers were dying, gathered too soon,
And my whole day's work undone.
With empty heart and unsatisfied
I turned from the red sunset:
'Short time for his coming is left,' I cried,
'It shall not be evening yet.'
But the sky grows pale, and a weak wind wakes,
And long flights of birds go home,
And slowly and surely the day's spell breaks,
And I know that he will not come.
Perhaps he has never turned my way,
Nor known how my heart would wait;
Perhaps he has sought me the whole long day,
And has failed at my very gate;
Perhaps all these hours of increasing pain
Have been only a dream of a day,
And after the night I shall wake again,
And 'To-day he comes,' I shall say.
poem by Edith Nesbit
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Falco Rides Again
These are the given lyrics for this song, but to my ears, most of the first verse sounds to me to be in german.
This is the story of a lonely man
Whos seen the world
From japan to afghanistan
Hey! ho!
Everybody thought that I was gone for good
But Im back - understood
Hey! ho!
Ive been through the snow and the storm
Felt the cold
No one to keep me warm
Agony and pain
Falco rides again - bang bang
I wont break
I wont bend
Falco rides again
Its me and my gang
I came back just like a boomerang
Ill fight till the end
Falco rides again
Ive been up, Ive been down
Ive been pushed around
Beated, mistreated,
Gagged and bound
Hey! ho!
Not a soul in the world thought I would survive
Took every muscle in my body to stay alive
Hey! ho!
Ill break down the walls
No more defeat
I want the taste of victory
Revenge is sweet
... rides again!
song performed by by Falco
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Come In From The Cold
Back in 1957
We had to dance a foot apart
And they hawk-eyed us from the sidelines
Holding their rulers without a heart
And so with just a touch of our fingers
I could make our circuitry explode
All we ever wanted
Was just to come in from the cold
Come in
Come in from the cold
(we were so young)
Oh come in
Come in from the cold
We really thought we had a purpose
We were so anxious to achieve
We had hope
The world held promise
For a slave to liberty
Freely I slaved away for something better
And I was bought and sold
And all I ever wanted
Was just to come in from the cold
Come in
Come in from the cold
(we were so sure)
Oh come in
Come in from the cold
I feel your leg under the table
Leaning into mine
I feel renewed
I feel disabled
By these bonfires in my spine
I dont know who the arsonist was
Which incendiary soul
But all I ever wanted
Was just to come in from the cold
Come in
Come in from the cold
(you were so warm)
Oh come in
Come in from the cold
I am not some stone commission
Like a statue in a park
I am flesh and blood and vision
I am howling in the dark
Long blue shadows of the jackals
Are falling on a pay phone by the road
Oh all they ever wanted
Was just to come in from the cold
Come in
Come in from the cold
(I was so low)
Oh come in
Come in from the cold
Is this just vulgar electricity
Is this the edifying fire
(it was so pure)
Does your smiles covert complicity
Debase as it admires
(just a flu with a temperature)
Are you just checking out your mojo
(oohoo)
Or am I just fighting off growing old
(just a high fever)
All I ever wanted
Was just to come in from the cold
Come in
Come in from the cold
(it was so pure)
Oh come in
Come in from the cold
I know we never will be perfect
Never entirely clear
(when the moon shines)
We get hurt and we just panic
And we strike out
Out of fear
(you were only being kind)
I fear the sentence of this solitude
200 years on hold
(for my loving crime)
Oh and all we ever wanted
Was just to come in from the cold
Come in
Come in from the cold
(when the moon shines)
Oh come in
Come in from the cold
When I thought life had some purpose
Then I thought I had some choice
(I was running blind)
And I made some value judgments
In a self-important voice
(I was outa line)
But then absurdity came over me
And I longed to lose control
(into no mind)
Oh all I ever wanted
Was just to come in from the cold
Come in
Come in from the cold
(you were so kind)
Please come in
(so kind)
Come in from the cold
Come in come in
Come in from the cold, etc.
song performed by by Joni Mitchell
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Angel of snow
There are flakes that do not want to fall anymore
From the air similar with a huge mesh of azure
Because of the cold I have an eye of snow
I call you with the other eye as a snow falling around
And it is like it would snow in the rhythm of the music
On the pyre ready to hurt
I'm like a snowflake going up on a hill
When you get ready to put out an evening
I reach out a hand and the world is on fire
Burning the snow with flames
From elbows of frost I am making room are violently
In order to die in the
So, I may in the heat of your eyes
A wind lights the place around
Your smile is lighting up the white morning
While my heart beat has snowed
And an angel has sprained his wing of ice
poem by Costel Zăgan from Emotive pyre (24 December 1979)
Submitted by Costel Zăgan
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The Child Dying
Unfriendly friendly universe,
I pack your stars into my purse,
And bid you so farewell.
That I can leave you, quite go out,
Go out, go out beyond all doubt,
My father says, is the miracle.
You are so great, and I so small:
I am nothing, you are all:
Being nothing, I can take this way.
Oh I need neither rise nor fall,
For when I do not move at all
I shall be out of all your day.
It's said some memory will remain
In the other place, grass in the rain,
Light on the land, sun on the sea,
A flitting grace, a phantom face,
But the world is out. There is not place
Where it and its ghost can ever be.
Father, father, I dread this air
Blown from the far side of despair
The cold cold corner. What house, what hold,
What hand is there? I look and see
Nothing-filled eternity,
And the great round world grows weak and old.
Hold my hand, oh hold it fast-
I am changing! - until at last
My hand in yours no more will change,
Though yours change on. You here, I there,
So hand in hand, twin-leafed despair -
I did not know death was so strange.
poem by Edwin Muir
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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Devotion 1678 Current Version
Devotion infinite persists,
as wellspring bright, delight unbroken,
lament turns triumph and insists
upon no brash explicit token.
Complicity may troubles soothe,
frost melt to foster brow unfurrowed,
unhappiness henceforth removed
no thorns, no storms, no dark caves burrowed.
Time slips away as one, eternal,
peerless, priceless, praise deserves,
pure light-in-darkness, blight infernal
must vanish, banished, joy reserves
its sweetmeats sumptious, sempiternal
as any history conserves.
Vivacious verses ever vernal,
voice vim, vitality and verve.
No need for praise pre-packaged, grooved,
gaze on these lines whose theme's unborrowed
from poets past who maidens moved
with melodies forgot unsorrowed.
Confusion fled, fusion consists
of tenderness overt, unspoken,
no place for graceless solipsists
narcissistic grief foretoken.
(25 January 2009)
poem by Jonathan Robin
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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Too Cold
(vanilla ice, earthquake, m. smooth)
All right stop, collaborate and listen
Ice is back I got a brand new invention
Something grabs a hold of me tightly
Flow like a harpoon daily and nightly
Will it ever stop? yo-i dont know
Now turn off the lights (huh) and Ill glow
And to the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle
Too cold, too cold
Too cold, too cold
Too cold, too cold
Too cold
But you be talkin that shi*(repeating until next verse)
Dance, bum rush the speaker that booms
Im killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom
Deadly, now as I play a dope melody
Anything less than the best is a felony
Love it or leave it, you better gain way
You better hit the bulls eye, the kid dont play
And if there was a problem, yo, Ill solve it
Check out the hook while my dj revolves it
Ice ice baby, ice ice baby
Ice ice baby, ice ice baby
Take heed, cause Im a lyrical poet
Miamis on the scene just in case you didnt know it
My town, that created all the bass sound
Enough to shake and kick holes in the ground
cause my style is like a chemical spill
Feasible rhymes you can vision and feel
Conducted and formed, this is a hell of a concept
We make it hype and know you wanna step with this
Swamp plays on the fade, slice like a ninja
Cut like a razor blade so fast, other djs say damn
If rhyme was a drug, you know Id sell it by the gram
Keep my composure when its time to get loose
Magnetized by the mic and when I kick my juice
And if there was a problem, you know that I would solve it
Check out the hook while my dj revolves it.
Ice ice baby (throw your hands in the air, let me know youre out there)
Ice ice baby, ice ice baby (throw your hands in the air, let me know youre out there)
Ice ice baby, too fuc*in cold
Too cold, too cold, too cold, too cold
Ice ice baby
Too cold, too cold
Ice ice baby
Too cold, too cold
Ice ice baby
Too cold, too cold
Ice ice baby
Too cold, too cold
Produced by ross robinson
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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