I have two wings
I have two wings
To raise me to the skies.
Withouten these
My soul could never rise.
My shining friends,
All white and gold are ye
Who make my soul
A winged victory.
poem by Lesbia Harford
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I saw a flight of sparrows through the air
I saw a flight of sparrows through the air.
Oh, let us rise
Out of the weaknesses of our despair
To burning skies.
Let us take wings for flight from home and friends
And sweet desire.
From comfortable earth the soul ascends
To heavens of fire.
poem by Lesbia Harford
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On Friendship
A soul to talk to,
Share secrets;
A soul who walks you
Through life’s stress…
A soul to laugh with,
and to cry;
Someone who makes
your tears go dry...
A soul dependable,
Who consoles;
A soul, you’re proud of,
And who cares…
A soul who’s priceless,
More than wealth;
Someone who keeps you
In good health…
A soul who affords
timely help;
Someone who gives you
right advice…
A soul with mind,
almost like yours’;
Someone who feels
like how you would…
A well-wisher;
A comforter;
A body-part
like your own heart…
A selfless soul,
Who keeps you whole;
A part of life
You dare not part…
And rarely friends too
blunders make;
And make you cry
More than your foes!
Good friends;
Thick friends;
Fine friends;
Best friend…
And that’s what friendship’s
all about;
Friends share your hardships,
joys, no doubt!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-29-2008
poem by John Celes
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Gingerbread
'Gingerbread,
Go to the head.
Your task is done;
A soul is won.
Take it and go
Where muffins grow,
Where sweet loaves rise
To the very skies,
And biscuits fair
Perfume the air.
Away, away!
Make no delay;
In the sea of flour
Plunge this hour.
Safe in your breast
Let the yeast-cake rest,
Till you rise in joy,
A white bread boy!'
poem by Louisa May Alcott
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Sunshine On A Rainy Day
I see you in the darkness
I see you in the light
I see your eyes shining
In through the night
Make me feel, make me feel
Like I belong
Don't leave me, you won't leave me here
All Alone
Cast your eyes
Like summer skies
Blue earth and the ocean
Clearer than the skies, yeah!
Sunshine on a rainy day (sunshine)
Makes my soul, makes my soul drip, drip, drip away
Sunshine on a rainy day (sunshine)
Makes my soul, makes my soul drip, drip, drip away
You touch me with your spirit
You touch me with your heart
You touch me in the darkness
I feel it start
Make it feel, make it feel
So Unreal (so unreal)
Like a wind in the desert
Like a moon on the sea
Sunshine on a rainy day (sunshine)
Makes my soul, makes my soul drip, drip, drip away
Sunshine on a rainy day (sunshine)
Makes my soul, makes my soul drip, drip, drip away
Sunshine on a rainy day (sunshine)
Makes my soul, makes my soul drip, drip, drip away
Sunshine on a rainy day (sunshine)
Makes my soul, makes my soul drip, drip, drip away
Make it feel, make it feel
So Unreal (so unreal)
Like a wind in the desert
Like a moon on the sea, yeah!
Sunshine on a rainy day (sunshine)
Makes my soul, makes my soul drip, drip, drip away
Sunshine on a rainy day (sunshine)
Makes my soul, makes my soul drip, drip, drip away
Sunshine on a rainy day (sunshine)
Makes my soul, makes my soul drip, drip, drip away
Sunshine on a rainy day (sunshine)
Makes my soul, makes my soul drip, drip, drip away
Sunshine on a rainy day (sunshine)
Makes my soul, makes my soul drip, drip, drip away
Sunshine on a rainy day (sunshine)
Makes my soul, makes my soul drip, drip, drip away
song performed by by Zoe
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Little Bit O'Soul
Now when you're feelin' low
and the fish won't bite
You need a little bit o'soul
to put you right
You gotta make like you
wanna kneel and pray
And then a little bit o'soul
will come your way
Now when your girl has gone
and you're broke in two
You need a little bit o'soul
to see you through
And when you raise the roof
with your rock and roll
You'll get a lot more kicks
with a little bit o'soul
And if your party falls
'cause there's nobody groovin'
A little bit o'soul and
it really starts movin'
song performed by by Ramones from Subterranean Jungle
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Rise My Soul
Rise my soul
watch over me
as I rise to be free
Rise my soul
watch the crow
fly free
Rise my soul
as I fight
for freedom and peace
Rise my soul
let them see
freedom is not a sin
it's for people like
me and him
Rise my soul
poem by Dave Alan Walker
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Jazzonia
Oh, silver tree!
Oh, shining rivers of the soul!
In a Harlem cabaret
Six long-headed jazzers play.
A dancing girl whose eyes are bold
Lifts high a dress of silken gold.
Oh, singing tree!
Oh, shining rivers of the soul!
Were Eve's eyes
In the first garden
Just a bit too bold?
Was Cleopatra gorgeous
In a gown of gold?
Oh, shining tree!
Oh, silver rivers of the soul!
In a whirling cabaret
Six long-headed jazzers play.
poem by Langston Hughes
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Shining Star
I got a plan
Yeah you got a plan
Gotta plan ahead
I got a plan thatll make you a star
Make you get rich
Make you go far
Take a life and throw it on a bus
Make you feel like you make a fuss
Bright ideas and a fast feel too
Make you feel like you gotta feel unglued
Shining star
Shining star
Shining star yeah
Take my soul
Just leave me with your heart
Loving heart
Just leave me with your heart
Shining star
There you go
Way up high
Drove your mind and cheat your heart
Make you wanna feel before it gets too hot
Let them gun you down while you run around
Before your shining star has gone
Shining star
Shining star
Shining star yeah
Shining star
Shining star
You go too far
Shining star yeah
Take my soul
Just leave me with your heart
Loving heart
Just leave me with your heart
Shining star
Shining star yeah
Shining star
Gimme your money honey
Shining star
I got a plan
Make you go rich
Make you go far
Shining star
song performed by by INXS
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Cot death
I dream so, oh so, so high of ye
Night and the soul wilt rest
And raise me on an oncoming cloud
Aloft to my angel, my angel child
That winged my hearts flutters with joy
I wish to bring ye young one home
And clothe thy bones with flesh and blood
But all I have is gone, my seed in the grave
Ye have flowered and died in spring;
Our little winged soul is ye lost like sheep
When I count my dying prayers and weep
Don't bleat child, don't bleat!
In the holy meadow, sleep, sleep, sleep...
Until that time again we meet.
poem by Mark Heathcote
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Until that time again we meet
I dream so, oh so, so high of ye
Night and the soul wilt rest
And raise me on an oncoming cloud
Aloft to my angel, my angel child
That winged my hearts flutters with joy
I wish to bring ye young one home
And clothe thy bones with flesh and blood
But all I have is gone, my seed in the grave
Ye have flowered and died in spring;
Our little winged soul is ye lost like sheep
When I count my dying prayers and weep
Don’t bleat child, don’t bleat!
In the holy meadow, sleep, sleep, sleep...
Until that time again we meet.
poem by Mark Heathcote
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For Dolly -- Who Does Not Learn Her Lessons
You see the fairies dancing in the fountain,
Laughing, leaping, sparkling with the spray;
You see the gnomes, at work beneath the mountain,
Make gold and silver and diamonds every day;
You see the angels, sliding down the moonbeams,
Bring white dreams like sheaves of lilies fair;
You see the imps, scarce seen against the moonbeams,
Rise from the bonfire's blue and liquid air.
All the enchantment, all the magic there is
Hid in trees and blossoms, to you is plain and true.
Dewdrops in lupin leaves are jewels for the fairies;
Every flower that blows is a miracle for you.
Air, earth, water, fire, spread their splendid wares for you.
Millions of magics beseech your little looks;
Every soul your winged soul meets, loves you and cares for you.
Ah! why must we clip those wings and dim those eyes with books?
Soon, soon enough the magic lights grow dimmer,
Marsh mists arise to cloud the radiant sky,
Dust of hard highways will veil the starry glimmer,
Tired hands will lay the folded magic by.
Storm winds will blow through those enchanted closes,
Fairies be crushed where weed and briar grow strong . . .
Leave her her crown of magic stars and roses,
Leave her her kingdom--she will not keep it long!
poem by Edith Nesbit
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Wings Of The Night
Wings of the night
Shimmering light
Passes over the moon.
Like some silent
Spiritual tune.
That ballerina
Of my soul
Pirouettes
Across the stage.
Lit by the sleeping rage
Of the sun.
Was this
How love begun.
Wings of the night
Fluttering white.
Against blue canvas
Of eternal sky.
Only angels
Fly so high.
Lending smiles
To stars that cry.
Heaven's candles
Burning low.
Is this
What fate did throw
Into a swirling
Midnight show.
Wings of the night
Fanned out.
Coloured bright.
Glide
On glacier white
Dawn.
When love's hope is reborn.
Watch the skies.
For that elusive sprite.
Magic flies
On the wings of the night.
poem by Kevin East
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Intro
Sunrise and the new day's breakin' trough
The morning of another day without you
And as the hours roll by
No one's there to see me cry except the sunrise
The sunrise and you...
Tired eyes drift across the shore
Looking for love and nothing more
But as the sea rolls by
No-one's there to see me cry... except the sunrise
The sunrise and you...
Sun-rise bless my eyes
catch my soul - make me whole again
Sunrise .. new day.. hear my song
I'm tired of fightin' and foolin' around
But from now on till who knows when
My sword will be my pen
And I'll love you... love ya'... for all of my time
Sun-rise.... bless my eyes
Catch my soul - make me whole again
Sun-rise.... bless my eyes
Catch my soul - make me whole again
Sun-rise.... bless my eyes
Catch my soul - make me whole again... Sunrise
song performed by by Uriah Heep
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Of Souls And Angels
she says in all honesty
that she has not seen
a single soul
or felt its coldest touch
in her skin as others
seem to imply from
their hair raising experiences
first hand direct
from the horse's mouth
and it is the same with
angels
how could she not have
seen one with
white wings
and angelic faces?
how could she ever
relate to all these
tales and myths
and legends and
storied told by
fools, she says
i know. She has no soul
and She was never once an
angel in those heavenly skies.
So they all condemn
an honest woman like those
witches burned at those stakes.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Only Jesus
Only Jesus can satisfy your soul
He's the only one who can make you whole
He'll give you your heart's desires and longings
Just give him your life and all your belongings
He will make you to sing a sweet song
With him you can never go wrong
There's nothing in the world that can satisfy
Just walk with Jesus and he'll give you wings to fly
Only Jesus is the lover of your soul
Just trust him fully to take control
Jesus will never fail you in your trying hour
He gives sweet peace and shows his power
Jesus is enough and all you will ever need
Your soul will he nourish if his Word you'll read
Follow him all the way and never look back
He'll give you the victory over the devil's attack
Jesus's love is greater than any other
He is a friend who sticks closer than a brother
poem by Cindy Wyatt
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Rainbow Love...
Spring showers advance with darkened sky,
They don't last long and soon they die.
Puddles of liquid life left upon my lawn,
Mother earth drinks her fill and soon they're gone.
I raise my head to gaze into the sky,
I watch the grey clouds as they float by.
My eyes are drawn to a brilliant arc of coloured light,
A rainbow is always such a wonderous sight.
With yellows and greens, reds and blues,
Indigo, violet and sparkling golden hues.
This brilliant arc stands out against dark skies,
A gift to the soul witnessed through the eye's.
As I watch the rainbow streak across the skies,
I recall a myth that rainbows end holds a prize.
It's a fairytale that has been long told,
That rainbows mark a pot of shining gold.
The moral of this tale is here for all to hold,
The true wealth we seek is not made of gold.
The love and care of those we hold so dear,
Is the treasure we should seek to hold so near...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Wealth Wont Save Your Soul
(e) as we journey along, on (a) lifes wicked (e) road,
So selfish are we, for silver and (b7) gold,
You can (e) treasure your wealth, your (a) diamonds and (e) gold,
But my friends it wont save, your (b7) poor wicked (e) soul.
For when God calls, from his home up on high,
To your earthly wealth, you must say goodbye,
Then its useless to you, if youve strayed from the fold,
For my friend it wont save your poor wicked soul.
The rich man like all, will be judged at that time,
But all of his wealth, will be left behind.
For no matter how much earthly wealth you get hold,
Well my friend it wont save, your poor wicked soul.
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When the world is on fire, on that judgement day,
For all of our wrongs, then we must pay,
But the debt cant be paid, with silver and gold,
No friends it wont save, your poor wicked soul.
song performed by by Hank Williams
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Why Walk with Soul So Dead?
Why walk with soul so dead?
Why move as to pretend?
Why eat with such a dread?
Why drink with easing bend?
Why raise not plans to rise?
Why praise your dying soul?
Why resulting in demise?
Did you not play your role?
Why speak with voice so quiet?
Why sleep with dreams impure?
Why wake with putrid riot?
Why think with things so more?
Why walk with soul so dead?
Better done than what is said.
poem by Osama Waqar
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The Fairy Bridal-Hymn
[This is the hymn to Eleanor, daughter of Mab and a golden drone, sung by the Locust choir when the fairy child marries her God, the yellow rose]
This is a song to the white-armed one
Cold in the breast as the frost-wrapped Spring,
Whose feet are slow on the hills of life,
Whose round mouth rules by whispering.
This is a song to the white-armed one
Whose breast shall burn as a Summer field,
Whose wings shall rise to the doors of gold,
Whose poppy lips to the God shall yield.
This is a song to the white-armed one
When the closing rose shall bind her fast,
And a song of the song their blood shall sing,
When the Rose-God drinks her soul at last.
poem by Vachel Lindsay
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Blue Tattoo
Once upon a lifetime
The spirits of the dark
Came to kill the beauty
Of our world
Every sould was spell bound
And prisoned into ice
Just shining through
Sad as a blue tattoo
Tears have turned to ice
As a sacrifice
Broken voices rise
From the age of the ice
To the raging skies
And they exorcise
Cause on judgement day
We must hide - we must fight
We must pray - hey
It's a blue tattoo
But the monks of mercy
They prayed for every soul
Til the sword of fire
Took control
In a crash of thunder
The ice broke into two
And shining through
There was the blue tattoo
Monks:
You know, down low
There's a light, it's a true blue tattoo
Just go, down low
Gotta hide now, gotta fight now
Gotta save your soul and pray
Gotta break the cold ice away
Gotta find the blue tattoo
song performed by by Vanilla Ninja
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