Still Summer Melodies
What a glorious morning!
The sun's brightly shining
The trees we see from the window-sill
Don't move, they stand still.
A nice yellow kitten
Amidst the trees hidden
Watches vigilant a swallow
He'd like to follow...
Green bushes well-trimmed
Freshly watered they seemed
To spread their fragrance
We breathe around the space.
From that wooden flute
No longer mute...
A sweet melody can be heard
Enchanting us and every bird.
September,2011
poem by Maria C. Costa
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June Picture
June Picture
In the enchanted dell, where grass is forever green,
I saw a carpet of summer birds, yellow as real butter
before it was made low fat to suit a slimming fad.
They took off, dispersed flew slowly on silent wings;
amongst thorny bushes that are seven hued green,
waiting for a lumbering troll to pass.
Last time I saw a yellow summer bird, it was sallow,
late September it had lived too long, sat on the sill
rain fell and it as soaked; opened the window to let
it in, could sit by the fire till spring. Too late, in my
hand it turned into fluff, blew dust off my hand and
I saw each particle disperse and fly on silent wings.
Butterfly (summer bird.)
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Sonnet: God Rules Everything
The tree has leaves which are dark and light-green;
Some have turned yellow without a reason;
The whole place looks very tranquil, serene;
Flowers have blossomed in the spring season.
The birds seem to fly in a merry way,
Singing bird-songs in melodious tunes;
The sun’s shining brightly throughout the day;
The bushes bear berries; the trees have prunes.
But all this happen, obeying His call;
And weird things occur; only God knows why;
Almighty knows why spins this earthly ball!
And when each creature with the I finally
The Omniscient monitors all things;
He knows each heart, even before it sings!
poem by John Celes
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Our Love
Youre my morning star, shining brightly beside me
And if we keep this love, we will last through all eternity
Just the way we are, I love it, love it,
Its just the way it should be
Cuz our love will stand tall as the trees
Our love will spread wide as the sea
Our love will shine bright in the night
Like the stars above and well always be together
(our love)
My love is surely one thing you can surely depend on
In times of darkness and fear I go to you
I know youll make me strong
Youre gonna make me happy and youre gonna make me smile
Cuz our love will stand tall as the trees
Our love will be for the whole world to see
Our love will change peoples wrongs to right
And well never die, cuz well always have each other------
Ha--ooh, ooh, ooh, ha, ha
Our love will stand tall as the trees
Our love will spread wide as the sea
Our love will shine bright in the night
Like the stars above and well always be together, yeh
Our love, we got a good old fashion love, hey, hey baby
Our love, we got a mighty, mighty good love, hey, ha
Our love, we got a mighty, mighty good love
Ooh thats right, bring it down, just a little
Cuz love is soft, love is sweet, love is nice, love is gentle
Love is joy, love is pain, love is laughing in the rain
I got love on my mind
Love is always right on time
Love is you, love is me
Love is just a little baby
I got love on my mind
Love is always right on time
Love is you and love is me
Love is gonna set you free, yeah
(our love)
Ah yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh, ooh, (repeat)
song performed by by Natalie Cole
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On A Morning In Late September
Above the sunlit paddock just like a small speck in the sky
The little brown skylark is carolling as up to the high clouds he fly
On a beautiful morning in September approaching the prime of the Spring
On bushes and trees all around me the nesting birds whistle and sing.
Each species of bird distinctive by their voice Nature is a marvellous thing
The skylark to proclaim his borders is obliged to take to the wing
In a tussock of grass quite well hidden her eggs kept warm by the heat of her breast
Incubating the next generation his partner she sits in her nest.
A small mob of kangaroos hop through the paddock to the scrub dotted with trees nearby
Away from prying eyes they feel safer their privacy they too enjoy
They stay in cover till twilight and as night fall nears they venture out
And under the cover of darkness they feed and go on hop about.
On a morning in late September the lark o'er the paddock in song
Even by his voice he is distinctive a bird one can never get wrong
And kangaroos hopping to cover they are not often seen by day
Amongst the scrub surrounded by gums and wattles hidden from prying eyes in safety they lay.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Our Love
Lyrics: charles jackson, marvin yancy
Music: james mtume
Youre my morning star
Shining brightly beside me
And if we keep this love
It would last through all eternity
Just the way we are
Our love story
Its just the way it should be
Chorus 1:
Cause our love
Will stand tall as the trees
Our love
Will spread as wide as the sea
Our love
Will shine bright in the night
Like the stars above
And well always be together
Our love
My love is surely one thing
You can surely depend on
In times of darkness and fear
I go to you
I know youll make me strong
Youre gonna make me happy
Youre gonna make me smile
Chorus 2:
Our love
Will stand tall as the trees
Our love
Will be for the whole world to see
Our love
Will change peoples wrongs to rights
And will never die
Cause well always have each other
Ooh, ooh, ooh, oh
Chorus 1
Break it down
Just a little
Because love is soft, love is sweet
Love is nice, love is gentle
Love is joy, love is pain
Love is laughing in the rain
I got love on my mind
Love is always right on time
Love is you, love is me
Love is just a little baby
(our love) I got love on my mind
Love is always right on time
Love is you, love is me
Love is gonna set me free
(our love)
song performed by by Mary J Blige
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The Golden Land
O SWEET September in the valley
Carved through the green hills, sheer and straight,
Where the tall trees crowd round and sally
Down the slope sides, with stately gait
And sylvan dance: and in the hollow
Silver voices ripple and cry
Follow, O follow!
Follow, O follow!-and we follow
Where the white cottages star the slope,
And the white smoke winds o'er the hollow,
And the blythe air is quick with hope;
Till the Sun whispers, O remember!
You have but thirty days to run,
O sweet September!
-O sweet September, where the valley
Leans out wider and sunny and full,
And the red cliffs dip their feet and dally
With the green billows, green and cool;
And the green billows archly smiling,
Kiss and cling to them, kiss and leave them,
Bright and beguiling:-
Bright and beguiling, as She who glances
Along the shore and the meadows along,
And sings for heart's delight, and dances
Crowned with apples, and ruddy, and strong:-
Can we see thee, and not remember
Thy sun-brown cheek and hair sun-golden,
O sweet September?
poem by Francis Turner Palgrave
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Bliss Remembered....
a rose
in a white porcelain vase
on top of
a glazed
wooden table
showered with
the early morning light
from the laced
window
while you were
still sleeping soundly
in bed
two yellow birds
chirp
on the sill
of the window
i am at
peace
beside you
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Try To Remember
Words and music by tom jones and harvey schmidt from the musical the
Fantasticks
Try to remember the kind of september
When life was slow and oh so mellow
Try to remember the kind of september
When grass was green and grain so yellow
Try to remember the kind of september
When you were a young and a callow fellow
Try to remember and if you remember
Then follow--follow, oh-oh
Try to remember when life was so tender
That no one wept except the willow
Try to remember when life was so tender
That dreams were kept beside your pillow
Try to remember when life was so tender
That love was an ember about to billow
Try to remember and if you remember
Then follow--follow, oh-oh
Deep in december its nice to remember
Although you know the snow will follow
Deep in december its nice to remember
Without a hurt, the heart is hollow
Deep in december its nice to remember
The fire of september that made you mellow
Deep in december our hearts should remember
Then follow--follow, oh-oh
Follow, oh-oh
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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On Wattle Day
On bushes and trees on the first day of Spring
The nesting songbirds chirp and whistle and sing
In the darkness of midnight as the rain drizzled down
The Goddess of Spring she crept into town
The Spring has arrived in Australia for her three months stay
On the first of September known as Wattle Day
The rain in the morning gave way to sunshine
And the rest of the day may be sunny and fine
The wattle trees cloaked in their bright yellow flowers
They came to bloom in late Winter in the rain driven showers
With the arrival of Spring an abundance of green
And wildflowers known to some as weeds everywhere to be seen
The mealaleucas in their blooms of pink to gray
For beauty compete with the wattles on Wattle Day.
poem by Francis Duggan
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September
1 The golden-rod is yellow;
2 The corn is turning brown;
3 The trees in apple orchards
4 With fruit are bending down.
5 The gentian's bluest fringes
6 Are curling in the sun;
7 In dusty pods the milkweed
8 Its hidden silk has spun.
9 The sedges flaunt their harvest,
10 In every meadow nook;
11 And asters by the brook-side
12 Make asters in the brook,
13 From dewy lanes at morning
14 The grapes' sweet odors rise;
15 At noon the roads all flutter
16 With yellow butterflies.
17 By all these lovely tokens
18 September days are here,
19 With summer's best of weather,
20 And autumn's best of cheer.
21 But none of all this beauty
22 Which floods the earth and air
23 Is unto me the secret
24 Which makes September fair.
25 'T is a thing which I remember;
26 To name it thrills me yet:
27 One day of one September
28 I never can forget.
poem by Helen Hunt Jackson
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Introduction/our Love
Written by chuck jackson and marvin yancy
I have a special message that I would like to leave with you
Its not anything real big, you can stick it in your back pocket
And fold it up in a piece of paper and put it in your diary
Uh, you know, somewhere you keep special things
Oh, but now the clock on the wall
Says----its time to go
Oh, but baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
Oh, baby, I dont want to go, no, no, no, no
So I will leave you a little message
My very own, my very, very own, from me to you
Youre my morning star (youre my morning star)
Shining brightly beside me
And if we keep this love
We will last through all eternity
Just the way we are, I love it, love is
Its just the way it should be
cause our love will stand tall as the trees
Our love will spread wide as the sea
Our love will shine bright in the night
Like the stars above, and well always be together
(our love)
Did you enjoy yourselves this evening?
Hmm, my love is surely one thing
You can surely depend on
In times of darkness and fear
I go to you, I know youll make me strong
Youre gonna make me happy
And youre gonna make me smile
cause our love will stand tall as the trees
Our love will be for the whole world to see
Our love will change peoples wrongs to right
And will never die cause well always have each other----
(hoo---)
Hoo-- hoo, hoo, ha, ha
Our love will stand tall as the trees
Our love will spread as wide as the sea
Our love will shine bright in the night
Like the (our love) stars above
And well always be together (our love), yeah
Our love we got a good (baby, baby, our love)
Old fashion love
Hey (hey), hey, baby, our love
Our love we got a (baby, baby, our love)
Mighty, mighty good love---
Hey (hey), ha (ha), our love
We got a mighty (baby, baby, our love)
Mighty good love---
Ooh thats right, bring it down, just a little
Because love is soft, love is sweet
Love is nice; love is gentle
Love is joy and love is pain
Love is laughing in the rain
Ive got love on my mind
Love is always right on time
Love is you and love is me
Love is just my little baby
Ive got love on my mind
Love is always right on time
Love is you and love is me
Love is gonna set (baby, baby, our love)
You free------yeah
(our love)
If you feel like love say
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(repeat) ooh, hoo, ooh, hoo, ooh, hoo..
(baby, baby, our love)
(repeat) ooh, hoo, ooh, hoo, ooh, hoo...
(our love)
song performed by by Natalie Cole
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In South Gippsland In September
On the fruit trees in the gardens the pinkish blossoms are in bloom
And by the roadside fences yellow flowers are on the broom
And the flute like notes of the magpie have such a melodious ring
In South Gippsland in september in the infancy of Spring.
The weather not too cool or warm it's a near to perfect day
And the nesting gulls are calling on the cliffs above the bay
And the bubbling song of the butcherbird is a joyful thing to hear
In South Gippsland in September it's a pleasant time of year.
The lark above the coastal scrub is carolling as he fly
And upwards he's ascending a small speck in the sky
And hidden in a tuft of grass her eggs warm beneath her breast
In south Gippsland in September his mate sits in her nest.
The pleasant sounds float to me in the freshening coastal breeze
Of crimson rosellas chirping on gum and wattle trees
And the hoarse cacklings of the wattlebirds are familiar sounds to me
In South Gippsland in September where the land meets the sea
poem by Francis Duggan
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When The Leaves Come Falling Down
I saw you standing with the wind and the rain in your face
And you were thinking bout the wisdom of the leaves and their grace
When the leaves come falling down
In september when the leaves, come falling down
And at night the moon is shining on a clear, cloudless sky
And when the evening shadows fall Ill be there by your side
When the leaves come falling down
In september when the leaves, come falling down
Follow me down, follow me down, follow me down
To the place beside the garden and the wall
Follow me down, follow me down
To the space before the twilight and the dawn
Oh, the last time I saw paris in the streets, in the rain
And as I walk along the boulevards with you, once again
And the leaves come falling down
In september, when the leaves come falling down
Follow me down, follow me down, follow me down
To the place between the garden and the wall
Follow me down, follow me down
To the space between the twilight and the dawn
And as Im looking at the colour of the leaves, in your hand
As were listening to chet baker on the beach, in the sand
When the leaves come falling down,
Woe in september, when the leaves come falling down
Oh when the leaves come falling down
Yeah in september when the leaves come falling down
When the leaves come falling down
In september, when the leaves come falling down
When the leaves come falling down in september, in the rain
When the leaves come falling down
When the leaves come falting down in september, in the rain
When the leaves come falling down
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Deeper Than The Holler
(Paul Overstreet/Don Schlitz)
Well I've heard those city singers singin 'bout how they can love
Deeper than the oceans higher than the stars above
Well I come from the country and I know I ain't seen it all
But I heard that oceans salty and the stars they sometimes fall
But that would not do justice to the way I feel for you
So I have to sing this song about all the things I knew
My love is deeper that the holler, stronger than the rivers
Higher than the pine trees growin' tall upon the hill
My love is purer than the snowflakes that fall in late December
And honest as a robin on a springtime window sill
And longer than the song of the Whippoorwill
From the backroads to the broadway shows with a million miles between
There's a least a million love songs that people love to sing
And everyone is different and everyone's the same
So this is just another way of sayin' the same thing
My love is deeper that the holler, stronger than the rivers
Higher than the pine trees growin' tall upon the hill
My love is purer than the snowflakes that fall in late December
And honest as a robin on a springtime window sill
And longer than the song of the Whippoorwill
My love is deeper that the holler, stronger than the rivers
Higher than the pine trees growin' tall upon the hill
My love is purer than the snowflakes that fall in late December
And honest as a robin on a springtime window sill
And longer than the song of the Whippoorwill
song performed by by Randy Travis
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My beautiful flowering trees
My beautiful flowering trees
One day I shall buy some land
Plant countless seeds
And watch them grow
Into beautiful flowering trees
A cool breeze
Will bring me
Sweet fragrances
From a thousand flowering trees
I shall listen
To the songs
From birds perched
In the tall flowering trees
I shall play
With my children and theirs
In the vast expanse of green
Amongst beautiful flowering trees
One day I shall rest
Passing into oblivion
My ashes scattered
Amidst the beautiful flowering trees
by Ash (Rishi's Dad)
poem by Rishi Menon
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How He Saw Angus, The God
I heard the swallow sing in the eaves and rose
All in a strange delight while others slept,
And down the creaking stair, alone, tip-toes,
So carefully I crept.
The house was dark with silly blinds yet drawn,
But outside the clean air was filled with light,
And underneath my feet the cold, wet lawn
With dew was twinkling bright.
The cobwebs hung from every branch and spray
Gleaming with pearly strands of laden thread,
And long and still the morning shadows lay
Across the meadows spread.
At that pure hour when yet no sound of man,
Stirs in the whiteness of the wakening earth,
Alone through innocent solitudes I ran
Singing aloud for mirth.
Till I had found the open mountain heath
Yellow with gorse, and rested there and stood
To gaze upon the misty sea beneath,
Or on the neighbouring wood,
—That little wood of hazel and tall pine
And youngling fir, where oft we have loved to see
The level beams of early morning shine
Freshly from tree to tree.
Through the denser wood there's many a pool
Of deep and night-born shadow lingers yet
Where the new-wakened flowers are damp and cool
And the long grass is wet.
In the sweet heather long I rested there
Looking upon the dappled, early sky,
When suddenly, from out the shining air
A god came flashing by.
Swift, naked, eager, pitilessly fair,
With a live crown of birds about his head,
Singing and fluttering, and his fiery hair,
Far out behind him spread,
Streamed like a rippling torch upon the breeze
Of his own glorious swiftness: in the grass
He bruised no feathery stalk, and through the trees
I saw his whiteness pass.
But when I followed him beyond the wood,
Lo! He was changed into a solemn bull
That there upon the open pasture stood
And browsed his lazy full.
poem by Clive Staples Lewis
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Beauty of the Trees
She came as nature made her, beauty as can be
to a rose, her lips intimidate; to a tree, her body curves
her hair, like the leaves, move in the breaze
and tasteful dreams her body serves-
in between her thighs-
as women watch in jealousy-
green-envied were their eyes,
to see such a bird, as was this girl-that fluttered with beauty
and envy overtook them-twisting them evil
bright days turned dark-and darkness-but a mute
as women did dispute-
the honor of killing the sweet bird
-only in silence-heard-
and thus the end of beauty came-
blowing out her flame
but her beauty lurks in present ease
in the beauty of the trees
poem by Afrodita Alkline
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Ah The Trees
Ah the trees soothe the mind
Take time to breathe the air
With the breeze the puppeteer with touch so fair
- They duet, with delicate wave and muted joy
A minuet for bygone kings or tinker boy.
Ah the trees, I leave my madness
As I run through crowded street
Diesel perfume will never smell as sweet
-As the meadow kissed by the breeze
Conducted by the trees.
Finding childhood summers I had lost.
Or winter wood with decor frost.
Ah the trees, where we rest our eyes in shades of green
And butterflies now seldom seen
Flicker in the sun.
When your lips touched mine and we were one
Lost in the rat- race we would run.
Beauty now we find in books
Yet Mother Nature has kept her looks.
Ah the trees, charcoal black as tempests
Like to scatter fear with lightning strike
But you stand strong against the sky
Like troops you watch the bullets fly
Swaying until the storms respite
Laying still in the morning light
Revived as hoar frost does yield to sun
Miracles for everyone.
And as birdsong imparts a healing trill
Trees dance, we embrace
And stand so still.
poem by Kevin East
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Shadows And Tall Trees
Back to the cold restless streets at night
I talk to myself about tomorrow night
Walls of white protest
A gravestone in name
Who is it now
It's always the same
Who is it now
Who calls me inside
Are the leaves on the trees
Just living disguise
I walk sweet rain tragicomedy
I'll walk home again
to the street melody
But I know, oh no
But I know, oh no
But I know...
Shadows and tall trees
Shadows and tall trees
Shadows and tall trees
Shadows and tall trees
Life through a window
Discoloured pain
Mrs. Brown's washing is always the same
I walk street rain tragicomedy
I'll walk home again
to the street melody
But I know, oh no
But I know, oh no
But I know...
(Out there)
Do you feel in me...
Anything redeeming
Any worthwhile feeling
Is love like a tightrope
Hanging from the ceiling
But I know, oh no
But I know, oh no
But I know...
Shadows and Tall Trees
song performed by by U2
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What Happens Then
an early morning walk
as we both talk
as our hands hold
amidst the cold
under the new shining sun
on a pathway of fun
with trees and flowers
we breathe their powers
we sit and talk
we are not choked
we face the world
our truths unfurled.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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