On Dragon Hill
Drunk on Dragon Hill tonight,
the banished immortal, Great White,
turns among yellow flowers,
his smile wide,
as his hat sails away on the wind
and he dances away in the moonlight.
Li T'ai-po
tr. Hamil
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Drinking Alone
I take my wine jug out among the flowers
to drink alone, without friends.
I raise my cup to entice the moon.
That, and my shadow, makes us three.
But the moon doesn't drink,
and my shadow silently follows.
I will travel with moon and shadow,
happy to the end of spring.
When I sing, the moon dances.
When I dance, my shadow dances, too.
We share life's joys when sober.
Drunk, each goes a separate way.
Constant friends, although we wander,
we'll meet again in the Milky Way.
Li T'ai-po
tr. Hamil
Flowers Smiles
Some flowers
Smile some time
Yellow...
Some flowers
Smilesome time
Red...
Some flowers
Smile some time
Blue...
Some flowers
Smile some time
White....
Some flowers
Smile some tiime
Green...
All are flowers smile...
Clour with clour...
But...
Clour will bee change
Flowers to flower
Smile is not change
For flowers...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Mary Lou Brown
(words & music red west)
Ill hold you tight in the moonlight tonight
I love you mary lou brown
Twinkeling stars told the milky white way
That I marry mary lou brown
And I will tell all the world
Of my young southern girl,
See her tonight beyond moonlight
So I can hold mary tight
Ill bring my guitar to the moonlight tonight
I love you mary lou brown
Imagine your heart floating right up the sigh (? )
I love you mary lou brown
Down by the green river side with my arms open wide
Ill wait for her, only for her
Mary lou browns mine tonight
Mary lou browns mine tonight
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Drunk With Poetry
Smile like a princess, Sunflower,
By the apple-orchard lake.
The dreams that dance in your eyes,
I’m certain, my heart they will break;
But I don’t mind crying in the moonlight
Drunk with poetry like the great Li Po.
I wish I could lay my head
On your long, yellow skirt;
I’d fall asleep for eternity
And forget that I’ve ever been hurt.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Graves
I dreamed one man stood against a thousand,
One man damned as a wrongheaded fool.
One year and another he walked the streets,
And a thousand shrugs and hoots
Met him in the shoulders and mouths he passed.
He died alone.
And only the undertaker came to his funeral.
Flowers grow over his grave anod in the wind,
And over the graves of the thousand, too,
The flowers grow anod in the wind.
Flowers and the wind,
Flowers anod over the graves of the dead,
Petals of red, leaves of yellow, streaks of white,
Masses of purple sagging…
I love you and your great way of forgetting.
poem by Carl Sandburg
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Calico Beach
Bleeding grass
No one hears you
Finally the sun
It all began by the sea
Freedom
Calico beach with a rock
Tides
You had a smile from life
I was searching
We met in the Libra moon
Causes and intellect
Turbulent refrains
Meaning as volatile as winter
Now we are connected for life
No rings or ritual
We just miss one another
Passion dances like change
Summer on a laughing wing
Moonlight on a 6th floor apartment
Lovers sweating
Hours in a bed of benevolent angst
Streets of rain
We are the currents
Ebbing movements
Sails without patience
Now we wait for our tears to dry
The love never dies
Time is an old photograph
We learn our lessons
Joy dances again and again
Tonight the stars are wise
They shine on a calico beach
I sit on a rock and your still there
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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The Things Clear Only to Me
The Wind swirls around me,
It swirls and shoots up a tree.
It rustles the leaves,
And over the Dryad weaves.
The wind I can see,
And things clear only to me!
Up a branch the Dryad prances,
And with the wind she dances!
Floating, the wind goes,
Up to the roof, and slows.
To the horse weathervane,
And there it ruffles his mane.
Then down I see him turn,
Not a horse, but flying unicorn!
The wind I run after,
To hear hearty laughter.
Behind the large rock I peek,
The laughing one to seek.
There a joke is read to a troll,
from a very old scroll.
I laugh too as I go,
Now the wind swoops low.
Down to the flowers small,
Where I hear tiny fairies call.
I cannot understand the sound,
Like me with grown-ups around.
Then I watch, and sigh,
As the wind lifts a dragon high.
Up there I cannot go,
Only feel the fire blow!
This is when I turn back,
The wind has gone slack.
I no longer see it swirl,
Or the other things in its' curl.
A blazing sun in the sky,
Is left from the dragon's fly.
On the flowers buzz bees,
No fairies below my knees.
I walk past the stone,
It and I are alone.
The horse up on the roof,
Makes no move, he's aloof.
The tree is empty and still,
The Dryad gone, gone until…
Until the wind comes again,
Swooping through this lane.
Then the wind I will see,
And things clear only to me!
poem by Elisabeth Hines
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Get Drunk Tonight
I wanna get drunk tonight
get drunk, so drunk
and travel beyond time
where I can see my youth
only my youth
where you were so in love with me
and I was so in love with you.
I wanna get drunk tonight
get drunk, so drunk
and travel beyond eternity
where I can see you and I
no one else
but you and I
loving each other.
I wanna get drunk tonight
get drunk, so drunk
so you will carry me
hold me
in your arms
and lay me beside you
till morning comes...
poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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While I Am Still Far Over The Hill
When life takes me
over ghastly paths with a precipice
I want to stray into the darkness
but still your heaven is stretched out blue over me,
with the sun burning intense warm white
and I look at the moon where it's high,
or low in a variety of
yellow, white and even silver colours
and when the wind rises cruelly to devour me
You are always there with arms wide open,
like a father coming to the rescue,
who is already running
while I am still far over the hill.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Baby Come Out Tonight
Baby, wont you come out tonight
Just come up the hill
cause theres a full moon on the risin
Hey baby, cant you steal away
You know I really need to see you tonight
I just got word you was packin it in
Whats the matter
This old town got you crazy again
I can see the sad look in your eyes
But I dont know how to say goodbye
And tommorrow, youre gonna have your day
Take your wife and youre gonna run away
Baby while Im wailin
Youll be sailin like a hog across the bay singin
Ooo, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Mmmmm, baby, wont you come out tonight
Oh baby, wont you come out tonight
Well run up the hill and well dance in the moonlight
Let me gaze into your eyes til we both go blind
Oh baby, can I see you tonight
Im just tryin to find a way to make it last
Good friends, they seem to slip away so fast
An I know were both headed down seperate tracks
An when ya go, baby dont look back
There wont be no more sleepin over on a tuesday night
No more runnin to the races for a dark horse at midnight
No more dancin after hours
Singin in the showers
Or clingin to each other in the soft mornin light singin
Ooo, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Oh baby, wont ya come out tonight
Oh baby, wont ya come out tonight
Ill meet ya on the corner
And youll be there at midnight
Oh baby, can you steal away
You know I really want to see ya tonight
Ooo baby, can you come out tonight
Well run up the hill and dance again in the moonlight
Oh baby, can you steal away
I really wanna see you tonight
Fade:
Oh baby, wont ya come out tonight
Come up the hill
Theres a full moon on the rise
Oh baby, can ya steal away
Baby, wont ya come out tonight
Oooooo...
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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The River and the Hill
And they shook their sweetness out in their sleep
On the brink of that beautiful stream,
But it wandered along with a wearisome song
Like a lover that walks in a dream:
So the roses blew
When the winds went through,
In the moonlight so white and still;
But the river it beat
All night at the feet
Of a cold and flinty hill -
Of a hard and senseless hill!
I said, "We have often showered our loves
Upon something as dry as the dust;
And the faith that is crost, and the hearts that are lost -
Oh! how can we wittingly trust?
Like the stream which flows,
And wails as it goes.
Through the moonlight so white and still,
To beat and to beat
All night at the feet
Of a cold and flinty hill -
Of a hard and senseless hill?
"River, I stay where the sweet roses blow,
And drink of their pleasant perfumes!
Oh, why do you moan, in this wide world alone,
When so much affection here blooms?
The winds wax faint,
And the moon like a saint
Glides over the woodlands so white and still!
But you beat and you beat
All night at the feet
Of that cold and flinty hill -
Of that hard and senseless hill!"
poem by Henry Kendall
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Autumn River Song
The moon shimmers in green water.
White herons fly through the moonlight.
The young man hears a girl gathering water-chestnuts:
into the night, singing, they paddle home together.
Li T'ai-po
tr. Hamil
Outward Bound
Away, away she plunges,
With her white sails o’er her spread,
Like the sheety clouds that gather
On some great hill’s piny head.
Still away she plunges rampant,
Like a lion roused to wrath,
And the late proud wave lies humbled
In the foam-track of her path.
“Yet ho! My gallant sailors,
Wear her head from off the land!
As his steed obeys the Arab,
How she feels the steering hand!
And the deep in her wide dwelling,
Her wild spouse the gipsy wind;
Like a soul from earth departing,
So she leaves the coast behind.
poem by Charles Harpur
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Shattered windows, Colors of white
Across the street is a new house with a room painted red, with no holes of white.
Next to me, a house purple, with its color pealing off, with holes of black and white
At the end of the street, an old house once yellow, what now remains white.
The sound of a hammer building a house, entering a place with a color unknown.
On the street,
Windows covered with ice
Some shine with light.
Some broken
Some fixed
Some lost, out of sight.
A house, two blocks from here.
Shines with lights of yellow, red, and green everywhere.
A wall keeping the wind from blowing anywhere.
The house next door, at the dawn of the day.
Paints its room black, and peals the color away.
The wall crumbles.
The wind blows across the colors of yellow, red and green
Breaks all the windows.
Turns the yellow to blue, red to black, and green to white.
The house two blocks away.
Adds a line of yellow red and green everyday.
To allow the house of blue, black and white to shine for us some day.
poem by Linda ErikssonBique
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Moon Dreams
My dream is moonlight
dancing on a quiet breeze
of secrets grinning.
~ ~ ~
The sky spills out its
moon is full and hovers while
new light is swimming.
~ ~ ~
Slivers of moonlight
etch the surface of my mind
like diamonds on glass.
~ ~ ~
The moon outside my
window whispers moonlit dreams
of a silent wind.
~ ~ ~
Silence slips through a
Milky Way smile on a cruise
that sails to the moon.
poem by Rick Stokes
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Summer Lovers
Clasp the blue sky and sea so free
These sweet angels smile for all
She is immortal myth and soft dreams
Romance is the garden before the fall
Forests blossom with deep green pride
The rain has made the rivers swell
Moonlight shines on her face and eyes
Love is water from the deepest well
Isn't passion made for the heart?
Spring becomes summers bloom
Love cannot begin without a start
Hear the robin and cardinals tune
Deep streams of mystic water flow
Sacred ground, promises are made
Dappled sunlight, lily pads grow
Timeless poems never wilt or fade
Touched by immortal roses of red
Kisses like honey from a tree of love
Silky stars serenade a heavenly bed
Song birds bring a song from above
Lovers are wild flowers on a magic night
Waves glisten with moonlight glow
Morning dances with joy and delight
Summer lovers reach each others soul
What would life be without summer lovers?
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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White Town
Its midnight down in sector two
Little girl walkin dressed in innocence and cool
Only fourteen and dressed up for the score
Hold that breath now boy, he(? )
She dances, baby, to the beat
Of breaking glass and running feet
Down in white town
Down in white town
Down in white town
Oh, she comes home from work and grabs something to eat
Turn the corner and walks down her street
In a row of houses, chic, shiny and dirty and grey
Disappears like the scenery in another mans play
And as she dances, oh, to the beat
Oh the trooper stickin dresses for the number on the sheet
Down in white town
Down in white town
Down in white town
Down in white town
Yeah, mr. outside, youre walkin so free
If you turn your eyes so you dont see
You act like youre the hand turns the key
And you become the hand that turns the key
And no matter how I try I cannot understand
The way that they will turn a man
Into a stranger in his own land
Down in white town
(repeat to fade)
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Drunk as Drunk
Translated from the Spanish by Christopher Logue
Drunk as drunk on turpentine
From your open kisses,
Your wet body wedged
Between my wet body and the strake
Of our boat that is made of flowers,
Feasted, we guide it - our fingers
Like tallows adorned with yellow metal -
Over the sky's hot rim,
The day's last breath in our sails.
Pinned by the sun between solstice
And equinox, drowsy and tangled together
We drifted for months and woke
With the bitter taste of land on our lips,
Eyelids all sticky, and we longed for lime
And the sound of a rope
Lowering a bucket down its well. Then,
We came by night to the Fortunate Isles,
And lay like fish
Under the net of our kisses.
poem by Pablo Neruda
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My October
My October
let me deliquesce
within the moonlight
on your lips
till the oceans recrudesce
in your breath
Let me be the the profound fire
in your eternal eyes
as they gaze through
the depths of my odyssey
towards the infinite portals
of your most divine soul
Let me be
the nucleus of your immortal light
as I end this discourse
in the dances of the wind
that carries me
to your most absolute heart
my October
until now, until forever.
poem by Jaypee Belarmino
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Banished Wolf
Banished wolf chased off from her home
Banished wolf left with no place to roam
Banished wolf lies in the cold rain
Banished wolf tries to ease her pain
Banished wolf begins to cry
Banished wolf wants to die
Banished wolf tries to stop her tears
Banished wolf drowns in her fears
Banished wolf felt her world grow black
As her lover cried death just before the attack
Banished wolf licks her wounds
While her whole world is falling to ruins
Banished wolf cleans her cut
And as she does so her pain ease somewhat
Banished wolf wears her scars
Through a life full of years instead of hours
Banished wolf let the past be the past
Banished wolf left the gloom that it cast
Banished wolf lives her life today
And she would not have it anyother way
poem by Anonymous Ghurl
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