In Morning Light’s Glow
As from night’s rest I open my eyes,
Behold on horizon dawning sunrise.
Gazing over the lake’s rippled face,
Campfire smoke surrounds my place.
As dewy fog lifts upward into the air,
Enigmatically appearing, Maiden fair.
A beautiful picture comes to my sight,
In a glow of the morning’s fresh light.
With buckskin and lace she did dress,
Very rapidly to my canoe I did press.
Pushing without delay from the bank,
Swift and strong strokes I did crank.
Eyes truly fixed on her smile so fine,
Paddling toward her in a perfect line.
Within the calm wind she backed away,
She danced within it in mystical play.
Into some place of a clouded disguise,
Upward with day’s heat she would rise.
Her figure lucidly plain I still could see,
However only light refraction’s were to be.
poem by Joseph Blitch
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Behold
Like morning's first light,
like the stars in the night
my love is a sight
to behold.
Like the heat of the sun,
like the rivers that run
My love is the one
I behold.
Like a delicate wine,
like crystal so fine
I'm glad you are mine
to behold.
Like your smile of delight,
like you looked in bridal white
you still are my sight
to behold.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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My Fair Silver Maiden
Oh my fair silver maiden
I see your eyes in the stars that light the dark,
Your hair in the swaying summer grass,
Your smile in the majestic sunrise
Oh my fair silver maiden
Your scent is always on the next wind
Your sweet, intoxicating scent.
Oh my fair silver maiden
Tell me where you are
So that I might find you
And my heart be complete.
Oh my fair silver maiden
How I long for you
How I cry for you
How I search for you.
Oh my fair silver maiden
Always beyond the next wind.
Tell me where you are
So that I might find you
And my heart be complete.
Oh my fair silver maiden.
poem by Cameron Bird
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Hymn Of The Sun
Thy dawning is beautiful in the horizon of the sun,
Oh living God,
When thou rises in the eastern horizon
Thou fillest every land with thy beauty
Thou art beautiful, great, glittering, high above every land
And thou carriest them all away captive;
Thou bindest by your love
Though you are far away
The roster are crowing
And the people are getting ready to start the new day
Sunshine beautiful
When the sun is shining we are all happy
It put happiness in our lives
The sun illuminates the sky
It is a big ball of fire
Bigger than a soccer ball
The sun is perfect in the sky
White and pure, white and perfect
Radiant is the sun, to perfect to be hold, giver of light and life
Your light is like a memory, a dream that fills the eyes, be they open, Be they close
In the morning, you are new, in the evening old
Born in the morning, you deliver the sun, to the world also
We glorify you
We praise you
We worship you
Almighty Lord
There is no other like you
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Such A Lovely Place
I am a new comer
Don't know what style should I say
Where to go and roam about
Where to live, where to stay
Banners along roadside
And 'WELCOME HERE' they say
My heart comments aloud
'Such a lovely place'
I know nothing about the ways
Except I stand on this lovely place
Where no discrimination stays
No casts and no race
I behold the remembrance
Of my thoughts which I chase
Somewhere in my graveyard
Or at my birth place
Where sunlight danced
Along the coast of the brimming river
My heart starts a spark
And then catches whole fire
Which takes the dark out of me
For now and forever
My soul feels right now
Even at 104 degree fever
Here dew drops and candle light
Adorn the sight of this night
With a decent smile, a lovely flame
Adds beauty with some light
I don't fear as I am used to the dream
That if I sleep I may not see the morning light
But till I lay in this place
Things seem beautiful and bright!
poem by Ketan Hukare
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Kate Kearney
WHY doth the maiden turn away
From voice so sweet, and words so dear?
Why doth the maiden turn away
When love and flattery woo her ear?
And rarely that enchanted twain
Whisper in woman's ear in vain.
Why doth the maiden leave the hall?
No face is fair as hers is fair,
No step has such a fairy fall,
No azure eyes like hers are there.
The maiden seeks her lonely bower,
Although her father's guests are met;
She knows it is the midnight hour,
She knows the first pale star is set,
And now the silver moon-beams wake
The spirits of the haunted Lake.
The waves take rainbow hues, and now
The shining train are gliding by,
Their chieftain lifts his glorious brow,
The maiden meets his lingering eye.
The glittering shapes melt into night;
Another look, their chief is gone,
And chill and gray comes morning's light,
And clear and cold the Lake flows on;
Close, close the casement, not for sleep,
Over such visions eyes but weep.
How many share such destiny,
How many, lured by fancy's beam,
Ask the impossible to be,
And pine, the victims of a dream.
poem by Letitia Elizabeth Landon
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Light
Brings hopes in the life, light
Travels with a greater might, light
Gives vision to many eyes, light
A colorful horizon on eastside, light
Seems coming form the heights, light
Over comes evils of the night, light
To the darkness it always strikes, light
Faster than any flight, light
For many beings it is a diet, light
Thunder seems snatching sight, light
Rainbow is at wide, light
Spreads everywhere at sunrise, light
Over sky all white, light
Gives impact always bright, light
Shows path, put on right, light
If one thinks it is a life, light
poem by Zaibar Zee
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Come, Rise Up
No one runs from the Sun thinking it can be done.
No one runs from the Sun thinking it can be done.
No one runs from the Sun thinking it can be done.
No one runs from the Sun thinking it can be done.
Come...
(And) Rise up!
Sunrise to open up eyes,
On the horizon to clear up skies.
Come...
And rise up!
To ease the preaching on the streets that heat...
Philosophies to cease the evils.
Come...
(And) Rise up!
Sunrise to open up eyes,
On the horizon to clear up skies.
Remove all shadows from faith and hope.
And silence folks with soaked mopes stroking!
No one runs from the Sun thinking it can be done.
No one runs from the Sun thinking it can be done.
No one runs from the Sun thinking it can be done.
No one runs from the Sun thinking it can be done.
Come...
(And) Rise up!
Sunrise to open up eyes,
On the horizon to clear up skies...
To ease the preaching on the streets that heat,
Philosophies...
To cease all evils.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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[Month of] June
Rise up, and do begin the day's adorning;
The Summer dark is but the dawn of day.
The last of sunset fades into the morning,
The morning calls you from the dark away.
The holy mist, the white mist of the morning,
Was wreathing upward on my lonely way.
The way was waiting for your own adorning
That should complete the broad adorned day.
Rise up, and do begin the day's adorning;
The little eastern clouds are dapple grey:
There will be wind among the leaves to-day;
It is the very promise of the morning.
Lux Tua Via Mea: your light's my way -
Then do rise up and make it perfect day.
poem by Hilaire Belloc
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Today I Watched You Sleep
Today I watched you sleep
You looked so peaceful, a beautiful picture for my mind to keep
I wondered what heavenly dream you were having
For you had on a sweet easy smile; endearing
Watching you made my heart sing
I could almost feel it dancing
I caught myself smiling
Taylor Swift's Tim McGraw playing
I thought to myself, what a creature to behold
Always thought you a god, truth be told
Perfect brows, a well carved jaw
Lips of pure honey, God, I loved what I saw
Beautiful body, arms so strong
I could never go wrong
You felt so warm beside me, like a bottle of gin
To wake you would be a mortal sin
Like you read my mind
Your eyes slowly opened so deep and kind
I couldn't help but smile again
The look you gave me was like sunshine through the rain
I wish I had my paint, brush and canvas
Just imagine a moment so beautiful on canvas
Would send the Mona Lisa into oblivion
Instead, I sighed and closed my eyes
Carefully painting the picture in my mind, kinda like a golden sunrise
poem by Esperanza Chilupula
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Carefree Into A New Day
it`s like running away
like chasing the brightest day
like waking up in your eyes
it`s like a blossoming leaf in may
it`s like never knowing about the past
stepping light and fast
facing that horizon
facing that new place at last
tears burning our eyes like fire
the wind commanding our desires
traveling an upward trail
chasing dreams that`ll never expire
lifting ourselves from the floor
watching the lights shine on the door
running away like if never to return
stripped from worries and naked our soul
poem by Issam Aladdin
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Sunrise On The Road
1) sunrise on the road Im feeling high today
Will you ride with me into the night
If I didnt know where I was going to
Would you say that it could be alright
2) we broke down and ended up in new orleans
Saved our souls with an evil groove
Marie laveau was gazing in her crystal ball
Saw my eyes were hazy from the road
3) I walked through the city with my empty glass
Filled it with the mystery of the past
A thousand people danced into the morning sun
This forever feels like it could last
4) walking through the streets down in the marony
Swirling dancers in the second line
Swept me to a place Ive seen in fantasys
Somehow I think I lost track of the time
5) & so I left new orleans with a photograph
Of a thousand miles we left behind
& I saw the city fading in my rear view mirror
Hazy as the road began to wind
6) sunrise on the road Im feeling high today
Will you ride with me into the night
7) we broke down and ended up in new orleans
She took our souls just looking in her eyes
The moon was falling down into the eastern sky
Dreaming as the sun began to rise... (3x)
song performed by by Zuba
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Awakening
A slumberous sense of seclusion
As sleep is drifting from my eyes,
I look upon the translucent shade of the morning dew
While I, moving slowly do arise.
Watching the rain dripping from the eaves
Silhouetted in gold from the rising sun,
My mind gradually awakening
Now a new day has begun.
Through dimly, dancing dawns first light,
With sound of the rains chime,
The horizon still not clear
Just sweet thoughts of a shadowy time.
A light gust of wind gently lifts
The dead and dying leaves
Settling softly upon the ground
As light as the morning breeze.
The suns light a smile of gold
On the landscapes new days light,
Now stand and look at the rainbow
A gorgeous scene for mortal sight..
© 2012 Hazel
poem by Hazel Connelly
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Older Than Time
Older than time,
I have been around, always,
To light up your life.
Your eyes glittered and shown
As my light was reflected there,
Making them sparkle
On your very first date.
I was there
When you dined
And danced the night away
With the man you loved,
The man of your dreams.
I was there
The day you wed,
To light your way
Down the aisle,
Straight into
Your lover's arms.
I was the light
You lighted
At the birth
Of your first child,
And I saw your smile
I was the light
That trimmed the tree
At Christmas time
As the children danced
With excitement and glee,
Waiting for Santa.
I was the light
By which you saw
That first grandchild,
And I saw your tears
And I heard your prayers.
I have seen your life,
Your sadness,
Your joy...
And when you leave this place,
I shall light your bier.
poem by Scarlett Treat
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Visualize
Q.t.s solo
Written by michael cuccione & russell marsland
Sometimes we must live through darkness
In order to see the light,
We must visualize.
Chorus
Close your eyes.
Visualize.
The most beautiful girl there could be.
Just one sign.
Mesmorize.
Its like gazing right into the sea.*
Floating down the street
She stands out like a candlelight.
When I look in her eyes,
I know not having sight**
Couldnt change this feelin
So I walked towards her
With this vision in my mind**{? }
With a hand on my face
And a smile on hers
I softly say goodnight.
Chorus
I never dreamt of one who possessed
This gift of gold (gift of gold)
She sees beyond through the darkest clouds
She knows my soul
Will she be my girl
Is she of this world?
Will I ever know?
When the time is right
She will be my light**
She is my angel
Chorus
With a touch of the sand
From a far away land
Gazing at perfection
In the palm of my hand
A touch from her face
That far away place
Theres no one above her,
Her spirit and grace.
Repeat chorus until end
**
Yeah Im walking through the misty air.
In my mind, my baby is there.
Having you in my life is my only care.
So beautiful that we can dream.
song performed by by 2gether
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Night Train To Lorca
Across the dark and dusty plain
Where scars of old dry rivers run
Night unfolds, a coal black shroud
Across the hard and stony ground
Distant stars shining bright
In the cavern of the night
All is still and silence screams
To the thunder of the lorca train
Flaming steal swift as wind
Wires hum the rails ring
Smokestack burning fiery sparks
Rise up to the stars
Towns asleep by empty roads
Churches rise from crooked roofs
Cloaked in darkness nothing stirs
Grow smaller darker disappear
See the moon so still and cold
A million stars that shed no warmth
Your nightmares all come out to play
In the silver light
Wait for sunrise in the east
Long shadows crawl across the plain
The ghosts of night will disappear
And lay your fears to rest
Steam hissed up, the hot coals glowed
The furnace blazed, the wheels they rolled
On tracks of iron, straight and cold
The silver moonlight danced
The flames are in the firemans eye
Orange in the engines glow
Gleaming pistons whirling cranks
Wait for dawn the roosters crow
song performed by by Pogues
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Moon-Struck
IT is a moor
Barren and treeless; lying high and bare
Beneath the archèd sky. The rushing winds
Fly over it, each with his strong bow bent
And quiver full of whistling arrows keen.
I am a woman, lonely, old, and poor.
If there be any one who watches me
(But there is none) adown the long blank wold,
My figure painted on the level sky
Would startle him as if it were a ghost,--
And like a ghost, a weary wandering ghost,
I roam and roam, and shiver through the dark
That will not hide me. O but for one hour,
One blessed hour of warm and dewy night,
To wrap me like a pall--with not an eye
In earth or heaven to pierce the black serene.
Night, call yet this? No night; no dark--no rest--
A moon-ray sweeps down sudden from the sky,
And smites the moor--
Is't thou, accursèd Thing,
Broad, pallid, like a great woe looming out--
Out of its long-sealed grave, to fill all earth
With its dead, ghastly smile? Art there again,
Round, perfect, large, as when we buried thee,
I and the kindly clouds that heard my prayers?
I'll sit me down and meet thee face to face,
Mine enemy!--Why didst thou rise upon
My world--my innocent world, to make me mad?
Wherefore shine forth, a tiny tremulous curve
Hung out in the gray sunset beauteously,
To tempt mine eyes--then nightly to increase
Slow orbing, till thy full, blank, pitiless stare
Hunts me across the world?
No rest--no dark.
Hour after hour that passionless bright face
Climbs up the desolate blue. I will press down
The lids on my tired eyeballs--crouch in dust,
And pray.
--Thank God, thank God!--a cloud has hid
My torturer. The night at last is free:
Forth peep in crowds the merry twinkling stars.
Ah, we'll shine out, the little silly stars
And I; we'll dance together across the moor,
They up aloft--I here. At last, at last
We are avengèd of our adversary!
The freshening of the night air feels like dawn.
Who said that I was mad? I will arise,
Throw off my burthen, march across the wold
Airily--Ha! what, stumbling? Nay, no fear--
I am used unto the dark, for many a year
Steering compassionless athwart the waste
To where, deep hid in valleys of white mist,
The pleasant home-lights shine. I will but pause,
Turn round and gaze--
O me! O miserable me!
The cloud-bank overflows: sudden outpour
The bright white moon-rays--ah! I drown, I drown,
And o'er the flood, with steady motion, slow
It walketh--my inexorable Doom.
No more: I shall not struggle any more:
I will lie down as quiet as a child,--
I can but die.
There, I have hid my face:
Stray travellers passing o'er the silent wold
Would only say, 'She sleeps.'
Glare on, my Doom;
I will not look at thee: and if at times
I shiver, still I neither weep nor moan:
Angels may see, I neither weep nor moan.
Was that sharp whistling wind the morning breeze
That calls the stars back to the obscure of heaven?
I am very cold.--And yet there is a change.
Less fiercely the sharp moonbeams smite my brain,
My heart beats slower, duller: soothing rest
Like a soft garment binds my shuddering limbs.--
If I looked up now, should I see it still
Gibbeted ghastly in the hopeless sky?--
No!
It is very strange: all things seem strange:
Pale spectral face, I do not fear thee now:
Was't this mere shadow which did haunt me once
Like an avenging fiend?--Well, we fade out
Together: I'll nor dread nor curse thee more.
How calm the earth seems! and I know the moor
Glistens with dew-stars. I will try and turn
My poor face eastward. Close not, eyes! That light
Fringing the far hills, all so fair--so fair,
Is it not dawn? I am dying, but 't is dawn.
'Upon the mountains I behold the feet
Of my Beloved: let us forth to meet'--
Death.
This is death. I see the light no more;
I sleep.
But like a morning bird my soul
Springs singing upward, into the deeps of heaven
Through world on world to follow Infinite Day.
poem by Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
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This Song, Same Song
Surprise
Reprise
Sunrise
Your eyes
Two eyes
Four eyes
Blue
Something
A thing
The thing
That thing
What thing
Our thing
Love
To do
Should do
How do
You do
Can do
Will do
Done
Forward
Toward
The ward
Awkward
Backward
Upward
Down
Sunlight
Moonlight
New light
Low light
Old light
No light
Sleep
No no
Yes no
I know
You know
Say no
Means no
Yes
Play card
In yard
Glass shard
Life marred
So hard
M'vis Bard
Band
This day
New day
Today
Good day
Someday
No day
Free
Our world
This world
Your world
His world
Her world
Whole world
Wide
This song
Same song
My song
Your song
A song
Our song
End
poem by David DeAngelo
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Fantasy Memory
so many faces
i can remember each even without the picture
so many beautiful faces that i have french
kissed
less words
lesser hellos
there were more goodbyes
those eyes shed tears but mine look the other way
towards more faces
every sunrise every morning light
so many beautiful faces that i can always remember and
soon too
easily forget
there is one though
shown to me this morning as i lay weak
in my sickbed
she says i kissed her once and it was too long ago
she is a sad face looking for me
i try to remember but
i cannot not remember ever
even the single lock of the hairs of said face
even the tears in her eyes
even the lasting smile that she once gave me
i know the reason.
who wants to remember the face that you really love
and yet you simply wasted?
you bury it in the past and you swear
you cannot anymore remember
you are careful because it will be very painful
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I’ve Heard Some Say
With trembling
voice of desperate hope
with longing
voice of broken hope.
I’ve heard some say.
The sun will rise one day.
I’ve heard some say.
The sun will rise one day.
Yet I welcome not; oncoming light
for all is stark, rigid, clear; obliterating bright
inflexible, absolute; in piercing glaring light
no place to hide, in refuge; as in shelter night.
Intense mushroomed brightness; obliterates sight
a disagreeable dazzling damning; atom splitting light
fierce hard overpowering; atom splitting obliterating sight
no place of mindful refuge lit; as in dreams of hope filled night.
It is hard
to face, oncoming day,
when hope
filled dreams, are stripped away.
To face impossible
fruitless reality, sow mortality.
A decisive bitter blow.
Youth contemplates senility.
When glorious dreams
are shredded ripped apart.
Where can distraught
mind go? To restart?
Fear to face
fresh newborn day.
Fear to face
illuminated mushroomed day.
Illuminated
full
born
prospects.
Heralded in atomic
calculating
mechanical
lifeless age.
An
apocalyptic
revelation
day.
The sun will rise one day.
Some tears get in the way.
The sun will rise one day.
Heart haven’t left to face such day.
The sun will set one day.
Beautiful red flash glow.
Bathes illuminated peaks.
Illuminated in rose red glow.
Across the sky
a rose red glow
promise of warmth;
invading heat wave;
in welcoming
embracing
finale closing
curtains show.
Free of blistering burning pain
in sweet tormenting restful death.
Freedom of soul releasing death
finally tormented; humanity laid to rest.
Finally ultimately
in apocalyptic death.
Humanity struggles free,
of pain life’s wife strife.
A fading
water
coloured
fresco;
of defeated
expectations,
heartache
needless strife.
The sun will set one day
come embrace my friend with the night.
The sun will set one day
in death’s dust we all will lay tonight.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Sight For Sore Eyes
When the storms of the day have all blown away along with fair weather friends
Theres a place I can go where the wind doesnt blow
Its the best place Ive ever been
Youre a sight for sore eyes
When I need a friend
Youre a sight for sore eyes
Let the healing begin
When the chips are all down and theres no one around
To count on like I count on you
I just picture your face and let it erase
All the pain Im goin through
Youre a sight for sore eyes
When I need a friend
Youre a sight for sore eyes
Let the healing begin
When I get lost and I cant find my way
And theres nowhere to turn at the end of the day
Youre a sight for sore eyes
When I need a friend
Youre a sight for sore eyes
Let the healing begin
Youre a sight for sore eyes
Let the healing begin
song performed by by Vince Gill
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