Muse of Midnight
Liberty in your poetry
Characters like brush fires
We are the supple forests of summer
We have lost our mirrors
We see the edge
Reach for my tender words
Reach for the late night verse
Ruins of castles along the river
Portraits thru fires
Out of the hands of symbiotic collectors
Hand creams and tears
Old photos
First love by the sea
Cold nights without his arms
No going back
Going back to church
Going back to loneliness
I see you my darling
I see you pruning the spring garden
I will always read your poetry
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Fires Of Spring
Shes back real late yet she dont seem to care
She hangs around outside in late night air
Burning tears upon a smiling face
And shes caught in the fires of spring
The ice of loneliness youve known so long
For good or not seems to have been and gone
Your phoenix flies you high on crazy wings
And youre caught in the fires of spring
When all that you do has faded from view
And [? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ] dont mean a thing
Oh youre burned and Im blind [well, something like that]
And youre caught in the fires of spring
Youve been before but never been so fast
Your only hope is that its gonna last
You know the pain and yet you love its sting
And youre caught in the fires of spring
song performed by by Chris Rea
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Come Back Home!
Come back Father!
come back Home!
see your daughter
come back home
request is long,
though words are meager,
heart is tired,
eyes are eager,
to see you again
but cannot find
a single glimpse of your face
full of grace...
O! kind and tender!
come back home...
with your image
dreams are pregnant
dreams are rich
but inadequate,
for this craving heart.
i have portraits of your figure fine
but these photos are unkind.
they don't let
your tender hands
reach my head.
so come back home...
why don't you hear
my mute cries...?
tho' these are knocking
upon the higher skies.
don't you know
that in my heart
your memory lies.
my anxious soul
and silent sighs
call you Father
come back Home...
see your daughter
come back Home...
poem by Shahzia Batool
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Poetry Is All In One!
Passion for poetry is insatiable!
Poetry gives pleasure nothing can!
Poetry is many subjects under one roof!
Poetry never bores to write and read ever!
Poetry is a compression of many ideas in a nut shell!
Poetry displays power of pen to capture men ever!
Poetry captures as photo castles built in air!
Poetry is spontaneous over flow of ides!
Poetry flows free if extemporary!
Poetry is prolific words sure!
Poetry is a thing of joy!
Poetry is beauty!
Poetry is witty!
Poetry cheers!
poem by Ramesh T A
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I'm Searching My Heart......
I sing a song in tears,
And the song to reach hers,
And get back my heart.
I'm searching my heart
That I lost when I was with her:
She came unto me;
Still I remember her steps.
I sing a song in tears,
And the song to reach hers,
And get back my heart.
She sat beside me;
Still I feel her presence,
She spoke with me;
Still I remember her words.
I sing a song in tears,
And the song to reach hers,
And get back my heart.
She wept for me;
Still I don't know why,
She lulled me to sleep,
Still I am in her lullaby.
I sing a song in tears,
And the song to reach hers,
And get back my heart.
I hear the notes of songsters,
And the babble of streams;
But not the pulse of my heart,
I weep unto the clouds,
I cry unto the zephyr;
But they all left me at sea.
I swim into the sea fast
Hoping to find my heart.
I sing a song in tears,
And the song to reach hers,
And get back my heart.
poem by MBJ Pancras
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Summer Nights
Girl it always seems about september
Thats the time, again I remember the lights
And all the fun of those summer nights
Young and innocent and livin fast
Didnt know enough to know
That a summer love cant last
Cant last
*(do you remember those)
Summer nights all night
Dancin in the light of love
(dancin in the light of love)
Summer nights so right
Couldnt last beyond september
Summer nights all night
Livin for your love,
Dreamin only of
You and summer nights*
I remember playin by the shoreline
Before the fall when we had it all at our fingertips
Buildin castles in the driftin sand
Raced the waves as they ran to the shore
But the tides were turned for ever more
And the things we planned
Were castles made of sand
( * repeat)
Oooh summer nights
We were diamonds in the rough in the moonlight
Oooh summer nights
Now Im out in the cold again
Back on my own again
(well I remember those)
Summer nights...
song performed by by Survivor
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Mad
mUTUAL
ADMIRATION
CLUB
meeting at 12
midnight
i love poetry.
is it poetry?
really?
scratch my back.
my hands are too short
to reach the fleas.
my feet are too long
to kiss my ass.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Hold Me
It's you that
I run to
Whenever I need to
Darling, you console me
When trouble surrounds me
When bad times have found me
Just reach out your arms and hold me
Hold me
Hold me
Darling please take me
In your arms of safety
Reach out your arms
And hold me
Hold me
When my feelings are showing
When my tears are flowing
Just reach out
Reach out and hold me
Hold me
Hold me
You know all of my needs
You fill them completely
You know
That you control me
I depend on
Your lovin'
Without you
I'm nothin'
So reach out
Your arms and hold me
Hold me
Hold me
Darling please take me
In your arms of safety
Reach out you arms
And hold me
Hold me
When life is demanding
When I need understanding
Reach out
Reach out and hold me
Hold me
Hold me
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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18 Definitions Of Poetry
1) Poetry is what is Beautiful in words –
2) Poetry is the deepest feeling words can tell
3) Poetry is the soul of each one of us
4) Poetry is the morning light after the longest night
5) Poetry is a dream of dreams in a world that needs dreams to be
beautiful
6) Poetry is the Search for God and the Love of God in all holy writing
7) Poetry is Reality itself when it is doing what it should
8) Poetry is you and me and all of us when we are kind to each other
9) Poetry is more than we can say or know- deeper than the deepest
silence and quieter also
10) Poetry is the place we go to in ourselves when we need to cry out loud
11) Poetry is Love words of love and the first spring of the young lovers first
song
12) Poetry is all we are when our minds are right and strong
13) Poetry is what saves us from all the other words
14) Poetry is what ceases to exist when Cruelty comes
15) Poetry is Love and Blessing and Kindness again
16) Poetry cuts through the icy sea within and sends chills down the spine
17) Poetry is what is recollected in tranquility but also tried and tossed in
tempest on the most difficult seas
18) Poetry is open to more than what it has been It is what others have not yet created and will so long as we are human and in search of the Sublime
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Back In Your Arms Again
(from the video blood brothers)
You said once I was your treasure, and I saw your face in every store
The promises we make at night, oh thats all they are
Unless we fill them with faith and love theyre emty as a howlin wind.
Now darlin I just wanna be
Back in your arms, back in your arms again..
Back in your arms, back in your arms again.
Back in your arms, back in your arms again.
You came to me with love and kindness, but all my life Ive been a prisoner
Of my own blindness
I met you with indifference, and I dont know why.
Now I wake from my dream, I wake from my dream to this world.
Where all the shadow and darkness and a dark sky unfurls.
And all the love Ive thrown away and lost, honey Im longing for again.
Now theres nothing that I wouldnt do if I could be
Back in your arms, back in your arms again.
Back in your arms, back in your arms again.
Back in your arms, back in your arms again.
Back in your arms
(alternative firstverse)
In my dream my love was lost, I lived by luck and faith.
I carried you inside of me, and praied it wouldnt be to late.
Now Im standin on this empty road, where nothin moves but the wind...
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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I Am Not A Poet 2
When I feel I am really a poet
I see my flesh is poetry
My pleasure is poetry
My pains are poetry
My feelings are poetry.
Poetry protects me
Poetry teaches me
How to fight back and win.
Poetry is my freedom
Poetry is my independence
Poetry is my flag
And an anthem
Poetry is my prophet
And a messanger.
But I am not a poet
Do not read me
Burn me into ashes
Let there be a flower
From the ashes.
poem by Devil Poet
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An act of poetry
Ruin is what we need –
Despair is what we feed
Upon in poetry
A shock resets the nerves –
Helps remould the curves
Of written art
Catharsis helps portray –
Acting out a play
On expurgation
Tears or hidden fears
Release the bottled years
To ink a page:
The pen be our salvation.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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What Does Poetry Mean To Me
What does poetry mean to me
What do I get from a poem
Good poetry is a rhapsody
That makes my spirit roam
What does poetry mean to me
What do I get from an ode
Good poetry is the world to me
It is the mother lode
What does poetry mean to me
What do I get from a verse
Good poetry makes my soul soar free
And lifts the darkest curse
What does poetry mean to me
A sorry sonofabitch
Good poetry grabs me by the balls
And makes my life seem rich
What does poetry mean to me
An ageing U3Aer
Good poetry takes me back to youth
To when I was a player
What does poetry mean to me
A frustrated would-be bard
Good poetry trips not off my pen
It’s far too blooming hard
Read my poetry
Read my poetry
My poetry is enough
My poetry is independent
My poetry creates itself.
Read my poetry
My poetry is not mine
Everything belongs to my poetry
My poetry creats itself.
Read my poetry
My poetry is psyche and
Alchemy in me
My poetry is independent of me.
Read my poetry
It agony its ecstasy
Its inspiration
Everything belongs to
My predecessors-poet
Read my poetry
Read my poetry.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Reach Out, I'll Be There
Now if you feel that you can't go on
Because all your hope is gone
And your life is filled with much confusion
And happiness is just an illusion
And the world around is tumblin' down
Darling, reach out
Come on, girl, reach out, for me, reach out for me.
I'll be there with the love I'll shelter you
I'll be there with the love I'll see you through
When you're alone and about to give up
'cause your best just ain't good enough
And you feel the world has grown cold
And you're driftin' on all on your own
When you need a hand to hold
Darling, reach out
Come on, girl, reach out, for me, reach out for me.
I'll be there with the love I'll comfort you
I'll be there with the love I'll see you through
I'll be there now baby you can always count on me
Reach out baby
I can tell the way you hang your head
You are alone now, and you're afraid
Through your tears you look around
But there's no peace of mind to be found
I know what you're thinking
You're alone now, with no love of your own
Darling, come on girl
Reach out for me
Reach out for me
I'll be there with the love I'll shelter you
I'll be there with the love I'll comfort you
I'll be there now baby, you're always a friend of me
I'll be there with the love I'll comfort you
No, run to me
Cause I'll be there, baby
I will always shelter you
When you feel like you can't go on
song performed by by Michael Mcdonald
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Reach Out, Ill Be There
Now if you feel that you cant go on
Because all your hope is gone
And your life is filled with confusion
And happiness is just an illusion
And your world around is tumblin down
Darling, reach out
Reach out, for me.
Ill be there to love and confort you...(tell me baby)
Ill be there with the love Ill see you through
Now when youre lost and about to give up
cause your best just aint good enough
And you feel the world has grown cold
And youre driftin on your own
When you need a hand to hold
Darling, reach out
Reach out, for me.
Ill be there to love and confort you
Ill be there with the love Ill see you through
Ill be there to love and confort you
Ill be there to with the love Ill see you through
I can tell you the way I hang your head
Now with out of love , now youre afraid
And through your tears you look around
But theres no peace of mind to be found
I know what youre thinking
Witout love, now youre alone
Baby, reach out
Reach out for me
Ill be there to love and confort you
Ill be there with the love Ill see you through
Ill be there to love and confort you
Tell me baby
Ill be there to always see you through
Ill be there
Ill be there to love and confort you
Ill be there with the love Ill see you through.
song performed by by Gloria Gaynor
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What Poetry Mean To Me
What does poetry mean to me
Poetry is the air I breathe
Poetry is the words that feed
My soul
To make me whole
Poetry is what makes me blossom
In the middle of spring
Poetry is what grows my garden
And makes it flourish with nature
Beauty
Poetry Is
My magical whim's that supply all my
Fantasy and fills my hopes and dreams
Poetry is the strong desire that keep the
Flames of love burning
In the midst of the hour
And lights up the sky
With beautiful hues of colours
Spreads from one globe to
Another
To swim the ocean deep
Just because of love
Poetry is that and more, which I
Hate to carry this on and on
But
Poetry is the love of our life that visit
Us in our dreams
Poetry is
Me and the worlds that wakes every
Morning to bloom and blossom
Even after the death has played it last
Song that breaks our hearts
Poetry is tears and moans
Grief and pain that Hunt's the
Soul
Poetry is the rain crying from
The sky
The sun the moon with the golden
Light
Poetry is a child laughter at play
The tears a child shreds in sadness
They cry
Poetry is just a book of songs you
And I write down in our journal
Each and every day
We
Mix them together again and again
That is poetry
Poetry is life woes
Life happiness
Poetry is life
Here now and after
Poetry is you and I
poem by Carolyn Sears
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Poetry! ! Poetry! ! Poetry! !
Poetry! ! Poetry! ! Poetry! !
Why are we addicted to Poetry?
We Poets who write,
All day or all night,
That Poetry! ! Poetry! ! Poetry! !
There’s scarce a moment in time,
That thoughts don’t find words in rhyme,
To put into verse,
Whether better or worse,
In that Poetry! ! Poetry! ! Poetry! !
Why do we write all these Verses?
We must have better things to do,
But whatever we try,
And I don’t know why,
We write Poem upon Poem for you.
It’s funny how my style has changed,
It’s a Limerick today I’ve composed,
It wasn’t meant to be,
But it is ~ you can see,
Just Poetry! ! Poetry! ! Poetry! !
© Yisroel Yonatan Goldman [JGthepoet] - 26 January 2006
poem by Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet
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I Dont Write Poetry!
i dont write poetry...
i sweat poetry, i drink poetry,
i breathe poetry, i make love to poetry,
i fight poetry, i eat poetry,
i bleed poetry, i crap poetry...
too often i betray poetry,
sometimes i dropp poetry.
once i tripped over poetry,
got angry and kicked poetry.
i rocked poetry on a sleepless night,
i buried poetry on the hill...
i lived poetry, for i am poetry...
no, i dont write poetry,
but poetry writes me!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Poetry Misses Me
Just last night I got a call
It was poetry saying please come home
I replied back that I am retired and done
It said please, please come back
I miss my king
I miss my champ
I miss my poet that flows like the ocean
I said I would come back but it would take one thing
To have this poem published and live my richest dreams
Poetry replied back
Poetry said give me 3 days and you will be the kings of kings
Now look at us now me and poetry back at it again
Can’t anything stand in our way no man, no woman, and no thing
Take my poem to the heart and realize me and poetry are one
That this is my destiny to be the king of kings
The champ of champs
poem by Terry Coates
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Poetry, That's What I Write
Parody of the classic song Money, That's What I Want
The best words on the page are here
Teaching you a hell of a lot more about life
Then just the birds and bees
Now you know words of magic
Words of wisdom
Given birth
Right here, right now
Oh, yes
Poetry, that's what I write
My wicked writing should give you such a thrill
So don't be shy
Go ahead and click on this link right here
My poetry won't pay your bills, no
But I can promise to give you some kinky thrills
Now you know
Poetry, that's what I write
Bright and beautiful
Perfect as can be
Poetry, that's what I write
Oh yeah baby
Poetry
Poetry, that's what I write
My poetry is the best
It's true
If you don't agree then I don't need you
You can kiss my sass
Now you know
Now you better read it
Oh yeah baby
Poetry, that's what I like
Poetry
Oh yes
Poetry, that's what I love
Poetry, that's what I write
Whoa
My poetry is the best
It's true
If you don't agree then I don't need you
You can kiss my sass
Now you know
Now you better read it
Oh yeah baby
Well, now read my poetry
Ooooh, oooh yeah my poetry
Read my
Love my
Poetry, oh yeah that's what I like
What I love
Oh yeah baby
Poetry, that's what I write
Yeah
2008 Ramona Thompson
poem by Ramona Thompson
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