At The Window
My choking breath, silent run between the window
Frames of wild chestnuts' trees.
Murmurs of warm sheets cast away my body.
Balcony, sprout seeds of transparent fluid.
Mute you show me the world, so that I can make the tree sing.
And the birds' blow by the wind.
It exalted my desire, which cannot be neither confined nor not die.
Like shining night, reflected on cats' eyes.
Every time the moon shine.
Voices of flame, blow by the wind
Against the window spiffier, last fire soon death adores.
Of my breath, last sigh.
I shall disappear from the reflection of a sterile glass.
Contemplate with my sight the blue sky, and let it die.
poem by Luca Menin
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I Want a Wind
I want a wind
To start in the far-off mountain
To rush down in a raging fury
And fill this dull and silent valley.
I want a wind
To wrap around the gray tree trunks
To rattle the leaves and grass
To whistle by the window’s glass.
I want a wind
To make the pine trees clack together
To tangle the hair of the Barbie girls
To make the dust on the roads to swirl.
I want a wind
To take the litter on the sidewalk away
To blow the mist from the falls my way
To echo throughout this listless day.
I want a wind
To burst through the window and into here
To scatter the papers from their neat piles
To steal my breath and give me smile.
poem by Sophia White
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Where Does The Wind Go
Where does the wind go on cold, cold nights
Out of the sight of the bright sunlight,
Under the gaze of the glowing moon,
When all the world is tired and sleeping;
Moaning and carrying on something fierce
Could it be that the wind is weeping?
Where does the wind hide it's broken heart,
Out on the lake, around the boat
And even when no one’s there to hear,
Does the wind ever look for an alibi
When it's so quiet, you can hear your breath,
But the wind only heaves one threadbare sigh?
Where is the place wind could stay it's breeze;
So fidgety, flighty and full of glee
Holding it's breath till the doors fell in;
The windows all cracking their window jams,
Saving it all for a winter's storm
When the trees bend as low as they can.
poem by Patti Masterman
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The Moon’s Betrayal
At night the branches and leaves of the nearby trees
cast shadows upon the window blinds.
When the moon tells the wind of their state of rest
they’re changed into creatures of a haunting kind.
They tap on the glass as though they want to come in,
then go away for a moment, and then return again.
After a while the wind takes a rest and ceases to blow,
but the creatures are still there, and they refuse to go.
poem by Orlando Belo
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Poinciana
(simon/bernier)
Blow...tropic wind...
Sing a song...through the trees.
Trees...sigh to me...
Soon my love...i will see.
Poinciana,
Your branches speak to me of love.
Pale moon is casting shadows from above.
Poinciana,
Somehow I feel the jungle beat
Within me, there grows a rhythmic, savage
Beat.
Love is everywhere, its magic perfume fills the air.
To and fro, you sway, my hearts in time,
Ive learned to care.
Poinciana,
Though skies may turn from blue to gray,
My love will live for ever and a day.
Blow....tropic wind,
Sing a song through the trees.
Trees...sigh to me
Soon my love... I will see.
Poinciana...
song performed by by Nat King Cole
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Indian Summer Sky
In the ocean
Cut, swim, deep the sky
Like there, I dont know why
In the forest, theres a clearing
I run there towards the light
Sky...
Its a blue sky
In the earth a hole dig deep, decide
If I could, I would
Up for air to swim against the tide
Hey, hey, hey
Up toward the sky
Its a blue sky
To lose along the way
The spark that set the flame
To flicker and to fade
On this the longest day
So wind blow through to my heart
So wind blow through my soul
So wind blow through to my heart
So wind blow through my soul
So wind blow through to my heart...
You give yourself to this the longest day
You give yourself, you give it all away
Two rivers run too deep
The seasons change and so do i
The light that strikes the tallest trees
Will light a way for i
Will light a way
Up toward the sky
Its a blue sky
To lose along the way
The spark that set the flame
To flicker and to fade
On this the longest day
So wind go through to my heart
So wind blow through my soul
So wind go through to my heart
So wind blow through my soul
So wind go through to my heart
So wind blow through my soul
So wind go through to my heart...
You give yourself to this the longest day
You give yourself, you give it all away
song performed by by U2
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Ride On The Wind... Forever...
I Want To Ride On The Wind… Forever
I Want To Ride Over Land and Sea
I Want To Ride on The Wind… Forever
… and I Want You Riding With Me…
I Want To Ride On The Wind Over Mountains
And Touch The Sky, So Blue
Then Raise Oceans, Like Sparkling Fountains
And Splash Through Water, Kissing You
I Want To Ride On The Wind… Hold Its Mane
Ride The Wind… Wild and Free
For The Wind – Will Never Be Tame…
So Hold On Tight and Just… Breathe…
… Ride The Wind – Let It Begin – Ride The Wind
Ride The Wind – Breathe It In – Ride The Wind
Ride The Wind – Blow Again – Ride The Wind
Ride The Wind – Raise The Wind – Ride The Wind!
I Want To Ride On The Wind – In The Moonlight
I Want To Ride On The Wind – In The Clouds
And Wave To The Wings of Eagles in Flight
… then Float like Snow – Dancing Down
I Want To Ride On The Wind Forever
I Want To Ride and Rush-Up Rainbow-Stairs
I Want To Ride On The Wind – Forever
For Your Sweet-Breath Beckons Me… Everywhere
… Ride The Wind – Let It Begin – Ride The Wind
Ride The Wind – Breathe It In – Ride The Wind
Ride The Wind – Blow Again – Ride The Wind
Ride The Wind – Raise The Wind – Ride The Wind!
poem by MoonBee Canady
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Dry leaf [Foaia veştedă]
Wind has brought me to the window
A dry leaf with its strong breath –
It's a letter without cover
Sent to me by the grim death.
I shall keep it, I shall lay it
Near those sheets upon the stand,
Which I once received with pleasure
From my lover's tender hand.
As the tree forgets its dry leaf
Which on wind floats like a boat,
She may have forgotten all these
Yellow sheets on which she wrote.
And the words of this flirtation,
Which is dead, watch me with strife,
They were proved to be deceptive
I demand to end their life.
Yet, I cannot set on fire
Their vain meaning sweet and wry,
It is tragic and unpleasant
That they cannot quickly die.
I shall keep the grief and sorrow,
And the fortune, and the fun,
When the loss makes me to suffer
To re-read them one by one.
Yet, the gentle news of her death
On the sheets I add obsessed:
Death heals all the wounds and surely
The hot passions come to rest.
poem by Mihai Eminescu, translated by Octavian Cocoş
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Windows
Frost circles, on a glass.
I watched.
Hour upon hour.
Through a day's loneliness.
Insignificant seeds.
Sat by the window.
Traced its essence.
Into the air.
As mist disappeared.
A vapor of breath.
Onto nothingness.
Has translated.
Thinking of life.
I blew my heat.
Onto the glass.
Time and again.
Drew your name.
Into its frost.
Some pictures.
To vanish.
With the next breath.
Float into the sullen air.
There, I picture your face.
Those haunting eyes.
Saw within them.
Your face.
A reflection.
Of my own.
Candle flickers...
Dancing light.
Reflecting across the wall.
Frozen windows.
Playing, on its icy roses.
Side-to-side.
Around it goes.
Until dizzy from tossing.
Turning again I shall go.
Wonder, what evil thus.
Would keep me awake?
Conscious, through the night.
Prevent my escape.
From still and frost.
To the dreamland, I hope.
Within the window, I peer.
See my eyes, through thine.
Into the window, I stare.
Both souls thus bare.
poem by Ilari Rahja
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Lonely Wind
When I'm needin' a friend I can talk to the wind
God I sure am glad that I found him
Sometimes he seems to be the only one beside me
Who can feel the Lord's breath all around him
Winter's cold frozen ice or a bright autumn day
On a warm summer night you can hear him say
Cry for me, sigh for me, sad breezes flow
Stay for me, play for me, the song my friends will know
My lonely wind must blow
Mighty friend that is mine, can you give me a sign?
He'll leave nothing but only to hear him
I've seen the tall trees bend low when his mighty winds blow
And that's all the more reason I fear him
Hear him call for the earth lonely I can feel his great pain
But on the eve of this day
I'll join in his refrain
When I'm needing a friend I'll remember the wind
And my life here with the breezes of sorrow
I'll be leaving him soon 'cause I've got to make room
For the lonely that will find him tomorrow
On a black stormy night in your bosom I'll cling
And I'll know I've found love and the last song we'll sing
song performed by by Kansas
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High Horse
You had your chance to show affection
You had your chance to give me more
And now that shes found new direction
You make your way to my back door
What makes you think the whole world wants you
Give steel a kiss and it will bend
The flesh is weak and when its all been said and done
The spirits all thats left in the end
If you have to saddle your high horse
Go on and ride out of my sight
(ride out of my sight)
You never had the time of day for me you know
And now you want to spend the night
Youre big with the come-on like its no big deal
No big deal to you
You let the wild wind blow your course
(wild wind blow your course)
I do not want the dirt from your shoes
Or from the hooves of your high horse
The way I see it there are few things left
To hold on to and keep your head yeah
When its your sense of humor and integrity
Theres nothing funny about whats being said
There was a day when I would let myself be trampled
As long as it was done by you
(as long as it was done by you)
But I took so much abuse now Ive had ample
Theres no way that youll break through
If you have to saddle your high horse
Go on and ride out of my sight
(ride out of my sight)
You never had the time of day for me you know
And now you want to spend the night
Youre big with the come on like its no big deal
No big deal to you
You let the wild wind blow your course
(wild wind blow your course)
I do not want the dirt from your shoes
Or from the hooves of your high horse
You had your chance to show affection
(you had your chance to show me some affection)
You had your chance to give me more
(you had your chance to give me more baby)
And now that shes found new direction
You make your way to my back door
What makes you think the whole world wants you
Give steel a kiss and it will bend
The flesh is weak and when its all been said and done
The spirits all thats left in the end
If you have to saddle your high horse
Go on and ride out of my sight
(ride out of my sight)
You never had the time of day for me you know you didnt
And now you want to spend the night
Youre big with the come on like its no big deal
No big deal to you
You let the wild wind blow your course
(wild wind blow your course)
I do not want the dirt from your shoes
Or from the hooves of your high horse
I do not want the dirt from your shoes
Or from the hooves of your high horse
From your high horse
From your high horse
Yeah
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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Look Out My Window
Look out my window
See what I see
Watching the birds fly
Believing in me,
As here comes my music
Then here comes my soul
Just like the wind is
And towards me she will blow,
For I hear the music
That's playing in my mind
And I hear the voices
Singing in rhyme
For they will sing to me
While watching the trees
Listen my music
Please listen to me.
Outside my window
I again hear your song
You sing what I wrote you
As I wrote you no wrong,
As you are the beauty
Beauty, in the air
You are my music
You’ve always been there.
Outside my window
And outside my life
That is where my music is
Outside our lives.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Concerned
i imagine you alone in bed
with a wound
blood drips but you are tactful
on this matter
you put cotton and apply
the needed pressure
to stop the bleeding
of your heart
then you stand up
head high
look over the window
take a deep breath
and smile to the passing
wind
this is life
these are the accompanying pains of birth
the obedience to the cycle
and then it rains
you close the glass window
the strong wind cannot be heard
with its murmurs
you go back to bed
and sleep
with all the peace and quiet inside
the room
of your soul
this is the acceptance
less all the denials.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Before
Before she went off
having told you
she was seeing
someone else
you wanted to gather
her words in your hands
and jumble them up
to make a different
form of words
and a different message
and as you watched her
go back toward her home
you thought of the first kiss
she gave you
and that bright gaze
in her blue eyes
when she saw you
for the first time
and you realized
that you had had
your love chances
and had blown them away
and looking up
you saw
she had gone from sight
but years later
when hearing the wind blow
on the window
you see her still
in dreams at night.
poem by Terry Collett
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Haunted In Old Japan
I
Music of the star-shine shimmering o’er the sea
Mirror me no longer in the dusk of memory:
Dim and white the rose-leaves drift along the shore
Wind among the roses, blow no more!
II
All along the purple creek, lit with silver foam,
Silent, silent voices, cry no more of home;
Soft beyond the cherry-trees, o’er the dim lagoon,
Dawns the crimson lantern of the large low moon.
III
We that loved in April, we that turned away
Laughing, ere the wood-dove crooned across the May,
Watch the withered rose-leaves drift along the shore.
Wind among the roses, blow no more!
IV
We that saw the winter waste the weeping bower,
We that saw the young love perish like a flower,
We that saw the dark eyes deepening with tears,
Hear the vanished voices in the land beyond the years.
V
We that hurt the thing we loved; we that went astray,
We that in the darkness idly dreamed of day . . .
. . . Ah! The dreary rose-leaves drift along the shore.
Wind among the roses, blow no more!
VI
Lonely starry faces, wonderful and white,
Yearning with a cry across the dim sweet night,
All our dreams are blown a-drift as flowers before a fan,
All our hearts are haunted in the heart of old Japan.
VII
Haunted, haunted, haunted; we that mocked and sinned
Hear the vanished voices wailing down the wind,
Watch the ruined rose-leaves drift along the shore;
Wind among the roses, blow no more!
VIII
We, the sons of reason, we that chose to bride
Knowledge and rejected the Dream that we denied,
We that mocked the Holy Ghost and chose the Son of Man, [1]
Now must wander haunted in the heart of old Japan
IX
Haunted, haunted, haunted, by the sound of falling tears,
Haunted, haunted, haunted, by the yearning of the years;
Ah! the phantom rose-leaves drift along the shore;
Wind among the roses, blow no more!
X
All along the purple creek, lit with silver foam,
Sobbing, sobbing voices, cry no more of home:
Soft beyond the cherry trees, o’er the dim lagoon,
Dawns the crimson lantern of the large, low moon.
poem by Alfred Noyes
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Blue Moon Of Kentucy
Well blue moon of kentucky keep on shining,
Shine on the one thats gone and left me blue.
Well blue moon of kentucky keep on shining,
Shine on the one thats gone and left me blue.
Well, it was on one moonlight night, well stars shining bright,
Wind blowin high my love said good-bye.
Blue moon of kentucky keep on shining.
Shine on the one thats gone and left me blue.
Well, it was on one moonlight night, stars shining bright,
Wind blowin high love said good-bye.
Blue moon of kentucky, keep on shining.
Shine on the one thats gone and left me blue.
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Well blue moon, blue moon, blue moon, keep shining bright.
Well blue moon, keep on shining bright,
Youre gonna bring me back my baby tonight,
Blue moon, yeh keep shining bright.
Blue moon of kentucky keep on shining,
Shine on the one thats gone and left me blue.
Well blue moon of kentucky keep on shining,
Shine on the one thats gone and left me blue.
Well, it was on one moonlight night, stars shining bright,
Wind blowin high my love said good-bye.
Blue moon of kentucky keep on shining.
Shine on the one thats gone and left me blue.
Shine on the one thats gone and left me blue.
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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The Dawn Wind
The Fifteenth Century
At two o'clock in the morning, if you open your window and
listen,
You will hear the feet of the Wind that is going to call the sun.
And the trees in the shadow rustle, and the trees in the moonlight
glisten,
And though it is deep, dark night, you feel that the night is
done.
So do the cows in the field. They graze for an hour and lie down,
Dozing and chewing the cud; or a bird in the ivy wakes,
Chirrups one note and is still, and the restless Wind stares on,
Fidgeting far down the road, till, softly, the darkness breaks.
Back comes the Wind full strength with a blow like an angel's
wing,
Gentle but waking the world, as he shouts: "The Sun! The
Sun!"
And the light floods over the fields and the birds begin to sing,
And the Wind dies down in the grass. It is day and his work
is done.
So when the world is asleep, and there seems no hope of her
waking
Out of some long, bad dream that makes her mutter and moan,
Suddenly, all men arise to the noise of fetters breaking,
And every one smiles at his neighbor and tells him his soul is
his own!
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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Anthem
When the night wind softly blows through my open window
Then I start to remember the girl that brought me joy
Now the night wind softly blows sadness to tomorrow
Bringing tears to eyes so tired
Eyes I thought could cry no more
If the day would only come
Then you might just appear
Even though youd soon be gone
When I reached out my hand
If I could see you
If only I could see you
To see if you are laughing or crying
When the night winds softly blow
In my dark and whispering room
Memories still bring me a numbness to my feelings
Take my hand and brush my brow
In the warm and fevered dark
Heart is madly beating
My crazy thoughts are burning
When the night winds softly blow
If the day would only come
Then you might just appear
Even though youd soon be gone
When I reached out my hand
If I could see you
If only I could see you
To see if you are laughing or crying
When the night winds softly blow
If the day would only come
Then you might just appear
Even though youd soon be gone
When I reached out my hand
If I could see you
If only I could see you
To see if you are laughing or crying
When the night winds softly blow
song performed by by Deep Purple
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Spring Wind in London
I Blow across the stagnant world,
I blow across the sea,
For me, the sailor's flag unfurled,
For me, the uprooted tree.
My challenge to the world is hurled;
The world must bow to me.
I drive the clouds across the sky,
I huddle them like sheep;
Merciless shepherd-dog am I
And shepherd-watch I keep.
If in the quiet vales they lie
I blow them up the steep.
Lo! In the tree-tops do I hide,
In every living thing;
On the moon's yellow wings I glide,
On the wild rose I swing;
On the sea-horse's back I ride,
And what then do I bring?
And when a little child is ill
I pause, and with my hand
I wave the window curtain's frill
That he may understand
Outside the wind is blowing still;
...It is a pleasant land.
O stranger in a foreign place,
See what I bring to you.
This rain--is tears upon your face;
I tell you--tell you true
I came from that forgotten place
Where once the wattle grew,--
All the wild sweetness of the flower
Tangled against the wall.
It was that magic, silent hour....
The branches grew so tall
They twined themselves into a bower.
The sun shown... and the fall
Of yellow blossom on the grass!
You feel that golden rain?
Both of you could not hold, alas,
(both of you tried, in vain)
A memory, stranger. So I pass....
It will not come again
poem by Katherine Mansfield
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Watch The Wind Blow By
Creek goes rippling by
Ive been barefoot and all day with my baby
Brown leaves have started falling
Leading the way
I like it best just like this
Doing nothing all the way
So lets lay down in the tall grass
Dreaming away
And all I wanna do is let it be and be with you
And watch the wind blow by
And all I wanna see is you and me go on forever
Like the clear blue sky
Slowly, theres only
You and i
And all I want to do is watch the wind blow by
Girl, you know you told me not so long ago
To let it come, then let it pass
And all your troubles and your sorrows
They wont last
So let me kiss you now, little darling
Beneath this autumn moon
Cold wind, another season
Will be here soon
And all I wanna do is let it be and be with you
And watch the wind blow by
And all I wanna see is you and me go on forever
Like the clear blue sky
Slowly, theres only
You and i
And all I want to do is watch the wind blow by
song performed by by Tim McGraw
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Last night
Last night your skin
was warm and soft
and I could feel your breath
against my cheek.
The winter wind
was rattling the roof
and sand was blown against the window
like a burst of rain.
Somewhere a neighbours’ dog howled
at the moon and I could hear,
the big old avo tree
whipping on the roof.
Every now and then
a avo fell with a bang
against the roof,
but you slept on.
The big bed was hot
and fire flamed in my blood
and as you twisted and turned
to sleep on,
your scent filled my head.
poem by Gert Strydom
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