Lucifer at the Starlite
—after George Meredith
Here's my bright idea for life on earth:
better management. The CEO
has lost touch with the details. I'm worth
as much, but I care; I come down here, I show
my face, I'm a real regular. A toast:
To our boys and girls in the war, grinding
through sand, to everybody here, our host
who's mostly mist, like methane rising
from retreating ice shelves. Put me in command.
For every town, we'll have a marching band.
For each thoroughbred, a comfortable stable;
for each worker, a place beneath the table.
For every forward step a stumbling.
A shadow over every starlit thing.
poem by Kim Addonizio
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~SomeDay~
I think of you
you're on my mind
you're the one
I'm trying to find
lost in my heart
lost in my hands
lost in the blue oceans
lost in the desert sands
I've tried to find you
I've looked so hard
I've lost consciousness
I've let down my guard
you've dropped off
the face of the earth
but I'll find you
because your worth,
worth my time
and worth my heart
I hate being this far apart
but I'll find you
somehow, someway
well be together
sometime, someday
poem by No Reason To Care
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Lucifer pondering at night (cavatina sequence)
(after George Meredith)
Having rebelled against the divine,
the evil fiend
grows wary of his dreary dominion,
without a friend
in strive against reasonable nature;
seeing his end,
for lingering moments he is in awe
of beings following God's righteous law.
Love, loving, procreation and order
is beyond him,
as time passes on, his future looks
constantly dim;
he longs to be back among the bright stars,
both his eyes swim
but his mind stays set to have this earth,
for a moment he smiles in utter mirth.
Above his head planets and stars shine bright,
it is darkness
that still surrounds him while he is unseen,
his godliness,
his power, still is in his ragged mind,
in his madness
he does know that against God he can win,
earth has to become a place of endless sin.
[Reference: "Lucifer in Starlight" by George Meredith.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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The Star Sirius
Bright Sirius! that when Orion pales
To dotlings under moonlight still art keen
With cheerful fervour of a warrior's mien
Who holds in his great heart the battle-scales:
Unquenched of flame though swift the flood assails,
Reducing many lustrous to the lean:
Be thou my star, and thou in me be seen
To show what source divine is, and prevails.
Long watches through, at one with godly night,
I mark thee planting joy in constant fire;
And thy quick beams, whose jets of life inspire
Life to the spirit, passion for the light,
Dark Earth since first she lost her lord from sight
Has viewed and felt them sweep her as a lyre.
poem by George Meredith
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They are here
spray paint and marker pens
They are here to show
our defacement and vandalism
They are here to show us and kick
our ass our laws our bourgeois respectability
They are here to show us and kick against this idea
of unsustainable stability
They are here to show us and kick against this idea because they've got no fear
about death about governments about dominant thought
They are here to show us and kick against this idea because they've got no fear, they use the power
of freedom, expression, creativity, mercy and generosity
They are here to show us and kick against this idea because they've got no fear, they use the power to write down
their fragility their energy their sufferance their misplacement
They are here to show us and kick against this idea because they've got no fear to be opponent
when we are absent, when we decide for them, when we change the rules without their engagement
They are here to show us and kick against this idea
of the ruling class and the perfect family and the perfect life
They are here to show us and refuse
parents who scream and abuse, the bully mates, the violence, the prejudice
They are here to show
respect to the world, to the earth, to human beings
They are here
asking for protection, begging us to stop these fights
don't you see them?
poem by Ilaria Boffa
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Modern Love IV: All Other Joys of Life
All other joys of life he strove to warm,
And magnify, and catch them to his lip:
But they had suffered shipwreck with the ship,
And gazed upon him sallow from the storm.
Or if Delusion came, 'twas but to show
The coming minute mock the one that went.
Cold as a mountain in its star-pitched tent,
Stood high Philosophy, less friend than foe:
Whom self-caged Passion, from its prison-bars,
Is always watching with a wondering hate.
Not till the fire is dying in the grate,
Look we for any kinship with the stars.
Oh, wisdom never comes when it is gold,
And the great price we pay for it full worth:
We have it only when we are half earth.
Little avails that coinage to the old!
poem by George Meredith
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Unknown Fair Faces
Though I am faithful to my loves lived through,
And place them among Memory's great stars,
Where burns a face like Hesper: one like Mars:
Of visages I get a moment's view,
Sweet eyes that in the heaven of me, too,
Ascend, tho' virgin to my life they passed.
Lo, these within my destiny seem glassed
At times so bright, I wish that Hope were new.
A gracious freckled lady, tall and grave,
Went, in a shawl voluminous and white,
Last sunset by; and going sow'd a glance.
Earth is too poor to hold a second chance;
I will not ask for more than Fortune gave:
My heart she goes from-never from my sight!
poem by George Meredith
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An Eye For Details
details
are
everything
sometimes
details
are not just good
sometimes
details
are everything
an eye
for
detail
eye
mind
understood
heart hand
desire
to do good
patterns possibilities
dreams birth reality
perfection creativity
time to listen focus
hear earth cry
end abuse exploitation
nature models sustainability
ecosystems elastic diversity
interactive beautified energy
poem by Terence George Craddock
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People have described me as a management bishop but I say to my critics, Jesus was a management expert too.
quote by George Carey
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The Human Touch
C. reuben
No one seems to care as much
No time to smile, laugh or cry as much
Have we lost the touch that means so much
Have we lost the human touch
No one wants to be alone
To walk or talk and sleep and weep alone
Have we lost the touch that does so much
Have we lost the human touch
Touch me now and let me know
Hold me tight so I can go
Through this misery unafraid
And really knowin what lift is all about
No one wants to live alone
Who wants to smile, laugh or cry alone
Have we lost the touch that means so much
Have we lost the human touch
Yes, yes, yes
song performed by by Nina Simone
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Human Touch, The
C. reuben
No one seems to care as much
No time to smile, laugh or cry as much
Have we lost the touch that means so much
Have we lost the human touch
No one wants to be alone
To walk or talk and sleep and weep alone
Have we lost the touch that does so much
Have we lost the human touch
Touch me now and let me know
Hold me tight so i can go
Through this misery unafraid
And really knowin' what lift is all about
No one wants to live alone
Who wants to smile, laugh or cry alone
Have we lost the touch that means so much
Have we lost the human touch
Yes, yes, yes
song performed by by Nina Simone
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Human Touch
C. reuben
No one seems to care as much
No time to smile, laugh or cry as much
Have we lost the touch that means so much
Have we lost the human touch
No one wants to be alone
To walk or talk and sleep and weep alone
Have we lost the touch that does so much
Have we lost the human touch
Touch me now and let me know
Hold me tight so I can go
Through this misery unafraid
And really knowin what lift is all about
No one wants to live alone
Who wants to smile, laugh or cry alone
Have we lost the touch that means so much
Have we lost the human touch
Yes, yes, yes
song performed by by Nina Simone
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Their Teachers
Never do the same signs show their details,
Details are simply abandoning the very concept;
Signs fool the teachers of this era as we speak,
Details are against those who teach and display.
poem by Naveed Akram
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My style will be management by being on the street, management by walking around. Third persons won't have to tell me what's going on in our city. I'll hear it, I'll see it, I'll touch it myself.
quote by Carl Stokes
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Where Tomorrow Is
Shes gone
Im a victim of love
And I reach for her cry
Theres no perception of time
Shes out of my world and Im alone
The city sleeps , she comes and she goes
She loves another one
And I got no chance, no time
Aint nothing stops the rain but the sunshine
I can see nobody , tell me where my angel goes
I say the devil knows
Im lost
No sky above me
No earth below me
Show me where tomorrow is and teach me to see
Someone else may cry for me , could be
Show me where tomorrow is cos I dont know
Show me where tomorrow is cos I dont know
Show me where tomorrow is
Suspicion
The lies on your lips and your tenderness
I lie in wait for the gift of her pain
Shell never be mine and Im all alone
And through a stranger, lives can change
And hearts can overcome
But I need her face , so young
Aint nothing stops the fire and it burns on
Too late now she tells me
We cannot live this lie
She came home to say goodbye
Im lost
No sky above me
No earth below me
Show me where tomorrow is and teach me to see
Someone else may cry for me, could be
Show me where tomorrow is , cos I dont know
Show me , I must go on
Whatever the heart must take
Ill keep my love alive
And all you got is freedom
It aint enough
Im lost
No sky above me
No earth below me
Show me where tomorrow is and teach me to see
Someone else may cry for me , could be
Show me where tomorrow is , cos I dont know
Show me
song performed by by Bee Gees
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On The Tombstone Of James Christopher Wilson (d. April 11, 1884) In Headley Churchyard, Surrey
Thou our beloved and light of Earth hast crossed
The sea of darkness to the yonder shore.
There dost thou shine a light transferred, not lost,
Through love to kindle in our souls the more.
poem by George Meredith
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If I Left This World
If I left this world tomorrow
Would anybody notice
Would anybody care
Would they feel somthing missing
A strangeness in the air
Or would they go about their day
Like I was never here
Would anybody notice
Anybody care
Have I not touched a life or two
While I walked the earth
Lord won't you show me
That I have some worth
Let me be known for the words I write
Helping others make it though their day
poem by David Kush
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An Idea
An Idea can change the world, how many
things can be done from an idea, every piece
of object was an idea, sense the beginning of
time idea was the first thought created in the
mind, an idea is what surround’s every being.
But an idea is still only an idea and it can't be
felt, you cannot touch an idea or kiss it, or hold it,
ideas do not bleed or feel pain or love, an idea
cannot be seen or heard, its created in our thoughts,
but then again an idea can become real. An idea
can be what ever you which it to be, an idea can
be destructive, an idea can be brilliant, I've seen
people get killed in the name of ideas, ideas,
we walk around with a little
light bulb blinking in our thoughts, ideas.
poem by Elenushka Toledo
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I Got Lost In You
Somehow I found a way to get lost in you
Lost in your life and memories
I have no idea how I did it
I wasnt looking for this
I just wanted to get to know you more
But I guess in the end, we were meant to be?
I got lost on the way to you
On the way to being friends
Took the wrong path somewhere
And we became more
I think you got lost too?
You say you fell first,
i guess you did lose yourself somewhere
I dont care though
If I were to get lost in anyone
I am so glad it was you
poem by Rachel BaByBeAr Anderson
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Show Me The Real You
Hey remember me?
Hard to forget, right?
Insistent, demanding
When we were both sixteen
I remember you in the spotlight
You seemed so in control
Hiding behind your wall
Have you ever met somebody who could
Unmask you
The way you unmask me
Guidelines and sub-routines
You make me forget the things
That I put in place to save my face
But I'm not sure if it's a face worth saving
Show me the real you
And I'll show you the real me
Can we make a second first impression baby
Show me the real you
And I'll show you the real me
Can we make a second first impression, baby
Maybe, maybe, yeah
Seven years have past
Now here I come
I caught the briefest glimpse
I haven't seen it since
When you smile at me
Where'd you smile from
From insecurity
But you're secure with me
Have you never let somebody in to
Unmask you
The way you unmask me
I know it's dangerous
Please don't be afraid because
This is your life I used to live
Now I know It's not a life worth living
Show me the real you
And I'll show you the real me
Can we make a second first impression baby
Show me the real you
And I'll show you the real me
Can we make a second first impression, baby
Maybe, maybe, yeah
I know I'm acting stupid
Can we make a second first impression
I want us to be honest, open
Show your face to me
Show me the real you
And I'll show you the real me
Can we make a second first impression baby
Show me the real you
And I'll show you the real me
Can we make a second first impression, baby
Maybe, maybe, yeah
song performed by by Daniel Bedingfield
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When I would Imagine
When I would image her features,
Comes up a shrouded head:
I touch the outlines, shrinking;
She seems of the wandering dead.
But when love asks for nothing,
And lies on his bed of snow,
The face slips under my eyelids,
All in its living glow.
Like a dark cathedral city,
Whose spires, and domes, and towers
Quiver in violet lightnings,
My soul basks on for hours.
poem by George Meredith
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