Snowdrops
The Snowdrop Girl in fields of snowdrops walks,
Whiter than foam, deeper than waters flowing,
Flakes of wild milk gone blowing,
Snowing on cloudy stalks.
The Snowdrop Girl goes picking flowers of snow,
Blossoms of darkness bubbling into dreams,
In a strange country, by the shadowy streams
Where the cruel petals of the Coke-tree grow.
From the smoke and the fume of the backyard room,
Where poverty sits and gloats,
On runaway feet from a dirty street
To a field of snow she floats;
And tickets to Hell have a curious smell
And a dangerous crystal whiff,
Where men hawk Death in a snowdrops’s breath
At a couple of shillings a sniff.
poem by Kenneth Slessor
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Snow or Snowdrops?
Is it snow or snowdrops' shimmer
Whitens thus the bladed grass,
With a faint aërial glimmer,--
Spring or winter, which did pass?
For the sky is dim and tender
With an evanescent light,
And the fading fields are white,
White with snow or snowdrops, under
The fair firstling stars of night.
Little robin, softly, cheerly
Piping on yon wintry bough,
Why have all the fields that pearly
Iridescence, knowest thou?
Did old Winter, grim and hoary,
Aim a parting dart at Spring
As she fled on azure wing,
Or did she with rainbow glory
In his face her snowdrops fling?
poem by Mathilde Blind
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Stockton Gala Days
[ buck/drew/gustafson/augustyniak/merchant ]
[ violin: mary ramsey ]
That summer fields grew high with foxglove stalks and ivy.
Wild apple blossoms everywhere.
Emerald green like none I have seen apart from dreams that escape me.
There was no girl as warm as you.
How Ive learned to please, to doubt myself in need,
Youll never, youll never know.
The summer fields grow high.
We made garland crowns in hiding, pulled stems of flowers from my hair.
Blue in the stream like none I have seen apart from dreams that escape me.
There was no girl as bold as you.
How Ive learned to please, to doubt myself in need,
Youll never, youll never know.
Youll never know.
Violet serene like none I have set apart from dreams that escape me.
There was no girl as warm as you.
How Ive learned to please, to doubt myself in need.
Youll never, youll never know.
Youll never know.
That summer fields grow high.
We had wildflower fever.
We had to lay down where they grow.
How Ive learned to hide, how Ive locked inside, youd be surprised if shown.
But youll never, youll never know.
song performed by by 10000 Maniacs
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Withered Snowdrops
THEY came in the early spring-days,
With the first refreshing showers
And I watched the growing beauty
Of the little drooping flowers.
They had no bright hues to charm me,
No gay painting to allure;
But they made me think of angels,
They were all so white and pure.
In the early morns I saw them,
Dew-drops clinging to each bell.
And the first glad sunbeam hasting
Just to kiss them ere they fell.
Daily grew their spotless beauty;
But I feared when chill winds blew
They were all too frail and tender,—
And alas! my fears were true.
One glad morn I went to see them
While the bright drops gemmed their snow,
And one angel flower was withered,
Its fair petals drooping low.
Its white sister's tears fell on it,
And the sunbeam sadly shone:
For its innocence was withered,
And its purity was gone.
Still I left it there: I could not
Tear it rudely from its place;
It might rise again, and summer
Might restore its vanished grace.
But my hopes grew weaker, weaker,
And my heart with grief was pained
When I knew it must be severed
From the innocence it stained.
I must take it from the pure ones:
Henceforth they must live apart.
But I could not cut my flow'ret—
My lost angel—from my heart.
Oft I think of that dead snowdrop,
Think with sorrow, when I meet,
Day by day. the poor lost flowers,—
Sullied snowdrops of the street.
They were pure once, loved and loving.
And there still lives good within.
Ah! speak gently to them: harsh words
Will not lead them from their sin.
They are not like withered flowers
That can never bloom again:
They can rise, bright angel snowdrops,
Purified from every stain.
poem by John Boyle O'Reilly
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The Snow
See the snow
Its a blanket, soft and white
Falling slow
Covering the world, making it bright
Hear the snow
Crunching underneath feet
Children throw
The snow in the street
Smell the snow
The freshening scent
As the steady flow
Makes my heart content
Feel the snow
Powdery, it freezes your toes
As the blanket starts to grow
And the cold wind blows
Taste the snow
The way it makes the world look clean
Still cold though,
Makes the world, a beautiful scene
Love the snow
When I see it snowing all day
I just know
That everything is going to be okay
poem by Katniss Everdeen
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That Smell
Whiskey bottles, and brand new cars
Oak tree you're in my way
There's too much coke and too much smoke
Look what's going on inside you
Ooooh that smell
Can't you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you
Angel of darkness is upon you
Stuck a needle in your arm
So take another toke, have a blow for your nose
One more drink fool, will drown you
Ooooh that smell
Can't you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you
Now they call you Prince Charming
Can't speak a word when you're full of 'ludes
Say you'll be all right come tomorrow
But tomorrow might not be here for you
Ooooh that smell
Can't you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you
Hey, you're a fool you
Stick them needles in your arm
I know I been there before
One little problem that confronts you
Got a monkey on your back
Just one more fix, Lord might do the trick
One hell of a price for you to get your kicks
Ooooh that smell
Can't you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you
Ooooh that smell
Can't you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you
song performed by by 3 Doors Down
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Snow on snow
Snow on snow
Flakes gently falling
Like leaves from a tree
Asking permission
Before they land
On the snowflakes underneath
Each one different
Like leaves on a tree
A white carpet
Pure white till soiled
By children’s shoes
They love its touch
Ooo snowball fights
Snow doesn’t hurt
Snow is soft and forgiving
People hurt
They are selfish and cruel
So let it snow
Snow on snow on
poem by James Hart
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Song Of The Evergreens
Listen to the briskly whistling winter evergreen
Whispering through the frozen morning light
And tell me whats to come
Saying my time is near
Never fear
I close each year
Im winter
Reminding me to trade my t-shirts for my woven wools
Trade my sandals for my skis
Whispered warnings in the wind
Saying soon come the dancing snowflakes
Theyre kissing every tree
Theyre kissing you and me
Please hurry
Falling
Dazzling dancing diamonds from the sky
Prisms
Rainbow sparkled flurries in our eyes
Whipping across the frozen crystal meadow
Pond of ice
Race the snow
Well build a warming fire there
And cuddle close and wine and dine
The setting sun
The morning light will find us high
Shooting down the glistening mountain side
Screaming through the whispering pines
The freedom of each day
Will cleanse our minds
I can hardly wait for winter
I can hardly wait for the snow
I can hardly hardly wait for winter
I can hardly wait for the snow
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song performed by by Chicago
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Runaway
(music: marillion lyrics: steve hogarth & john helmer)
Did you cry when they dragged you home
Put a lock on the door and the telephone
Was a runaway girl all they could see ...
Have the nights and the days that youve come through
Made the right seem wrong and the false seem true
And was the runaway girl all they could see ...
A teenage extra from the satellite tv
Runaway girl
Too bad, too bad
Runaway girl
Too wild, too wild
Were they deaf to the prayer behind your lies
Maybe they didnt dare to ask you why
Was a runaway girl all they chose to see
All they were prepared to admit to
Runaway girl
Too bad, too bad
Runaway girl
Areal wild child
So you cower in the towns forgotten places
And you make your bed with unfamiliar faces
And at last youve got your freedom but thats all youve got
Youre tryin to make your mind up if youre better off
You pretend to wait for washing in some laundromat
But youre damned if youll give them the satisfaction of you going back
Youd freeze to death before youd share a roof with them
And youd starve before youd let him get his hands on you again
Did you cry when they dragged you home
Did you cry when they dragged you home
Poor little runaway, poor little runaway
song performed by by Marillion
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That Smell
(allen collins - ronnie vanzant)
Whiskey bottles, and brand new cars
Oak tree youre in my way
Theres too much coke and too much smoke
Look whats going on inside you
Ooooh that smell
Cant you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you
Angel of darkness is upon you
Stuck a needle in your arm
So take another toke, have a blow for your nose
One more drink fool, will drown you
Ooooh that smell
Cant you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you
Now they call you prince charming
Cant speak a word when youre full of ludes
Say youll be all right come tomorrow
But tomorrow might not be here for you
Ooooh that smell
Cant you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you
Hey, youre a fool you
Stick them needles in your arm
I know I been there before
One little problem that confronts you
Got a monkey on your back
Just one more fix, lord might do the trick
One hell of a price for you to get your kicks
Ooooh that smell
Cant you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you
Ooooh that smell
Cant you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you
song performed by by Lynyrd Skynyrd
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Pictures In A Book
High on a tree a red cardinal sings
Snow melts under a free blue sky
It is Sunday and church bells ring
I love to watch the spring geese fly
The kitchen with flowers in the vase
She loved lavender lilacs on the table
Some memories never do get erased
Give your love while your still able
Now the rains and the winds blow
Mountains fill with great waterfalls
Streams swell with melting snow
Pine trees grow stalwart and tall
I remember roses on her summer dress
We loved to walk a moonlit mile
Her long hair flowing down her breast
Haunted by her laugh and sweet smile
Soon the fine tulips will start to bloom
The brown grass will turn deep green
Frogs will breed under the full moon
Wild flowers will grow by oak trees
I wonder if she often thinks of me?
We met when apple blossoms grow
Love seemed like an eternal sea
Parted when fall winds turned to snow
Now we are memories from another day
Pictures in a book neatly tucked away
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Winter in the sky
Winter rose in the sky
north wind shook
the tinsel of stars
from the porch of the Milky Way
and with a silver tinkling,
crivetz gathered the snow
from the shooting stars.
It is snowing with great snow flakes
over my heart star,
over the faded times' charm,
lonely snow eddy,
leaden twilight spreads
over cool crystal sparkles.
poem by Valentin Gabriel Cristea
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April Far Away
On the mossy ditch along the old bohreen
Wildflowers in their thousands are now to be seen
Bluebells and primroses and snowdrops in white
Bloom after the rains in the warm Spring sunlight.
Dandelions, buttercups and daisies in April are never rare
In the lush green fields they are seen everywhere
And the pink breasted bullfinch singing on the alder tree
Amidst all the greenery quite easy to see.
The wild birds are nesting and all through the day
The leafy groves echo to their songs in April far away
And young lambs in the fields around their mothers play
Youth must have it's fling you hear people say.
The lark carols above the mountain and the clear flowing rill
It babbles it's way down the field by the hill
On to join the big stream along by the hedgerow
That flows to the big river that to the sea flow.
The crab tree wears her blossoms of light pink to gray
And far north of here in April far away
The fox cubs in the sunshine play outside their den
And in fancy I hear the loud song of the wren.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Girl you want (Lyrics)
She sings from somewhere you can't see,
She sits in the top of the greenest tree.
She sends an aroma of undefined love,
It drips on down in a mist from above.
She's just a girl,
Just a girl,
The girl you want.
She's a girl,
Just a girl,
The girl you want.
You hear her calling everywhere you turn,
You know you're headed for the pleasure burn.
But the words get stuck on the tip of your tongue,
She's the real thing, but you knew it all along.
She's just a girl,
Just a girl,
The girl you want.
She's just a girl,
Just a girl,
The girl you want.
Look at youw with your mouth watering,
Look at you with your mind reeling.
Why don't you admit it's all over,
She's just the girl you want.
She's a girl,
Just a girl,
The girl you want.
She's a girl,
Just a girl,
The girl you want.
She sings from somewhere you can't see,
She sits in the top of the greenest tree.
She sends an aroma of undefined lust,
It drips on down in a mist from above.
She's just a girl,
Just a girl,
The girl you want.
She's a girl,
Just a girl,
The girl you want.
poem by Satan's Sibling
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A Good Man Is Hard To Find (Pittsburgh)
It's cloudy out in pittsburgh
It's rainin' in saigon
Snow's fallin' all across the michigan line
Well she sits by the light of her christmas tree
With the radio softly on
Thinkin' how a good man is so hard to find
Well once she had a fella
Once she was somebody's girl
And she gave all she had that one last time
Now there's a little girl asleep in the back room
She's gonna have to tell about the meanness in this world
And how a good man is so hard to find
Well there's pictures on the table by her bed
Him in his dress greens and her in her wedding white
She remembers how the world was the day he left
And now how that world is dead
And a good man is so hard to find
She got no time now for casanovas
Yeah those days are gone
She don't want that anymore, she's made up her mind
Just somebody to hold her
As the night gets on
When a good man is so hard to find
Well she shuts off the tv
And without a word
Into bed she climbs
Well she thinks how it was all so wasted
And how expendable their dreams all were
When a good man was so hard to find
Well it's cloudy out in pittsburgh
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Making a Snowman
’Tis snowing in the high mountains
Of great Himalayas:
This winter’s freezing ev’n fountains
Of Poonch, Kargil and Drass!
‘Tis raining flakes of harder snow;
All roads are covered white;
And every tree-top, twig, leaf, bough
Wears a glorious sight!
No blade of grass or bird is seen;
The meadow’s an ice-sheet;
Some Kashmiri children have been
Building a snow-man neat.
Yet, one can hear the booming guns
And smoke billowing up;
While children pile up snow in tons,
Before they go to sup.
With snow in handfuls, they build him:
Belly and head and back;
And soon their snow-man looks quite trim;
Twigs make his hands with knack!
They place a cap on his big head
And make his mouth, nose, eyes;
Their snow-man looks alive, not dead!
Assuming huge a size.
The happy children dance around
The snow-man, they had made;
They sing with joy some rhymes newfound;
Their snow-man looks so great!
Their hearts get filled with joy and thrill,
Seeing their snow-man made;
With snow-balls they play on the hill,
Before snow-man shall fade!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-25-1999
poem by John Celes
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Snow Girl
Snow girl
Snowy girl
Wont you take me down
Because Im coming down
But is there anything there
Everything there
Everything happy with
My little snow girl
Snowy girl
I pick up the picture of you
You pick up the picture of me
I pick up the picture of you
Wont you take me down
I need to be your clown, yeah
But is there anything wrong
Weathers all gone
Anyone listening to my little snow girl
Snowy girl
Everything pretty
Everything pale
Every little touch of a rose in the mail
Only one girl, shes laying in the snow
Let me have a lean on your little elbow
When we kiss, we kiss with laughter
Snow girl
Snow girl
Snowy girl
I pick up the picture of you
You pick up the picture of me
I pick up the picture of you
You pick up the picture of me
Yeah
song performed by by Haircut 100
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I will always be that girl
I will always be the girl who laughs at yesterdays jokes.
Who prances around and never gloats.
The one girl you never see cry.
Cuz another girl stole her guy.
The one girl who is full of cheer.
That one girl who may seem alittle weird.
I will always be remembered as the girl who smiled.
Whos temper was untamed and hair flew wild.
Because that girl will never cry.
The one whos smile will never die.
I will always be that girl.
Who smiles in her perfect world.
poem by Silence Dogood
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Wishful Beginings
Cruising around me the flames burn my body
Wishful beginnings
Does this remind them again & again
Youre a sorry little girl
Youre a sorry little girl
Please hide, for the pain must feel like snow
Youre a sorry little girl
Sorry little girl
Please hide from the kiss & the bite
Shame burns
Breathing in, breathing out
Breathing in only does
The pain must feel like snow
Im no longer your golden boy
Sorry little girl
Im sorry little girl
The pain must feel like snow
There you go
Cover me cover me
We flew on your wings
We were duke and the devil
And this one would never grow down
We had such wishful beginnings
But we lived unbearable lives
Im sorry little girl
So so sorry little girl
The pain must feel like snow
There you go
There you go
song performed by by David Bowie
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Impossibilities: To His Friend
My faithful friend, if you can see
The fruit to grow up, or the tree;
If you can see the colour come
Into the blushing pear or plum;
If you can see the water grow
To cakes of ice, or flakes of snow;
If you can see that drop of rain
Lost in the wild sea once again;
If you can see how dreams do creep
Into the brain by easy sleep:--
--Then there is hope that you may see
Her love me once, who now hates me.
poem by Robert Herrick
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A Beer And A Shot!
a beer and a shot....
two old men sitting
on the stoop. talking...
about old times, jobs,
women, and life....
changing the strings
on a battered old Gibson...
the old dog just happy
to lie at their feet....
the sound of bacon frying,
the clatter of pots and pans....
a hawk soaring in circles
over the fields turned brown...
a couple of songs,
a few flakes of snow....
a beer and a shot,
as time draws short!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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