My first love
Chirping birds
Trembling leaves
In the middle of the darkness
Yearning for something
Warm breeze of summer
And rush of the sea
A shiver inside
This love still existent
After so many years
An intense chemistry
And psychic emotion
A pure illuminated state of mind
And a real enlightenment
Of our souls
Only with you.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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Only with you
Chirping birds
Trembling leaves
In the middle of the night
Yearning for something
Warm breeze of summer
And rush of the sea
A shiver inside of my soul
This love existent
An intense chemistry
And physical emotion
Just happening
Happening with you
Only with you.
Copyright © ® Marieta Maglas
poem by Marieta Maglas
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Set them free..They will multiply..
Watching the birds is real fun,
no need dime, only the time,
colorful birds to colored birds,
chirping birds to singing birds,
flying birds to walking birds,
cunning birds to love birds,
Watching birds is just a lesson,
making mind to have a vision.
collect the twigs to make the nest,
one by one, they think the best,
choose the right tree,
just high and free,
Making the nest perfect,
without any single defect,
The birds toil together or alone,
all day long until it is done.
I bought two love birds,
that were kept in a cage.
Hung the cage under the balcony,
above the reach of dogs not felony.
chirping disturbed their sleep,
Nikko, the dog set them free.
Only two flew away,
but I have a few dozens now,
making their nests,
right in front of me, on the trees.
Watching the birds is real fun,
no need dime, only the time.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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We made love
A hummingbird rotated its wings
Making an empty circle
On the glassy sky.
Its real image, on my retina,
Became unreal
In the glassy mirror.
We became two images merging
In dancing moonlights,
Our souls were deconstructed into colors
We could create the highlight.
We closed our eyes feeling that we are not existent.
We opened them feeling that we are still existent.
Your love slipped between my seconds.
Suddenly, I began to feel your skin.
It was amazing.
I remember this, the touch.
It was more than love
In our secret.
Now, when I see a hummingbird
Rotating its wings
I am thankful to you
Because you gave me a chance to understand
Love's pure meaning.
This is why it is still real
And still existent.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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A Good-Bye & A Hello
Good-Bye sweet, sweet summer, must you always go away?
Oh how I shall miss your short warm nights and long hot days
For once can't you be here to stay?
This summer shall remain special to me
In my memory this summer will forever more be
No it wasn't a summer of love, loss, or mystery
But was a summer of realization
A summer of learning more about me
This Summer I asked questions about myself that I never did before
This summer I answered those questions honestly
Pondered many thoughts
And did so much more
This summer during the warm nights I looked up at the stars
And wondered if this lifestyle was for me
This summer I looked up at the stars
And was forced to ask and answer honestly
If this was where I wanted to be
Oh summer even though I will miss you so
A new season is around the corner
To Fall I must say hello
While I shall miss staring up at the stars
While the warm summer breeze plays with my hair
I won't mind the falling leaves or chilling air
While I'll miss being warmed by the sun's never ending rays
I won't mind watching the leaves turn to different colors & shades
Or mind watching as the chilly air picks up the falling leaves
And blows them away
While it somewhat pains me to bid farewell
To summer that has left me forever changed
Maybe my fall will be like my summer
Maybe by the end of it I'll never be the same
So I must say goodbye to you summer
But I'm not to distressed or worried at all
After all who knows how much I'll have changed or leaned about myself
By the end of beautiful Fall
poem by Tiger Lily Love
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A Warm Summer Breeze
The trees whisper in the breeze
The forest peaceful, quiet, and serene.
The warm breeze like a soft caress,
Momentarily eliminating all stress.
Without delay it carries on
Leaving the place in silence when it's gone.
A summer day, a summer breeze,
Softly whispered through the trees.
The summer breeze, softly it comes,
Quickly it leaves,
Causing soft whispers in the trees.
It came and soon left, a warm summer breeze.
poem by Theo Townend
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A Boring Day
as he opens the window
there is only the shadow of leaves on the trees
on a gray background
it is twilight, midway between night and day
sounds of a cold wind from the forest
the rooster crows and some chirping birds
you sit and gaze through the window
light comes in
this happens everyday and there is nothing significant
after 49 years, and this time a hole is bored inside your heart
you fear that love is gone.
that the birds do not chirp musical notes
the wind much colder now and you shiver
light seeps in trickles like rain on your wrinkled skin
it is the same morning, and it will be same mornings all over again.
you do not move. You let time go and your hands are frozen.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sweet and Soft Whispers
I may not be a bit psychic...
But I know it's there.
That love inside you fight.
With a wish I might like it.
No, I may not be a psychic...
But that fragrance you wear is in the air.
You want to give me a chance.
To cuddle up and romance.
I believe you want me alone.
To claim and have me as your own.
You want me close enough to hear...
Those sweet and soft whispers in my ear.
And I may not be a bit psychic.
But I know it is there.
That love inside you fighting to appear.
With a wish that I might like it.
And have it in my arms to hold it near.
Oh...
Your excitement you try to hide.
But I know it's there.
And not that deep inside.
And I just may keep it a secret...
Until you make me aware.
I may not be a psychic...
But I know what you feel,
For me...
Is there!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When 2 Souls Touch
It's a natural feeling
And it always comes easy
Like a gentle summer breeze
Blowing softly through my mind
When I feel the sensation
It's not a one night temptation
With an imprint of your love
That will linger for all times
Now your touching secret places
No ones touched before
And I wanna feel you deep inside
Forever mi amour
Baby when 2 souls touch (when our souls touch)
There's no way that you can escape from the rush (the rush)
I'm under your power just like a flower (I'm ready baby)
Who's ready to open up
When 2 souls touch
ooohhhhhhhh
haaaaaaaaa
For your love that i'm living
All the joy that your giving
The new light in my life
Prayed for you so many nights
There's no words to express it
So i'd rather not dress it
Like the shadows on the wall
Speak they eliquence of love
Now your touching secret places
No ones touched before
And I wanna feel you deep inside
Forever mi amour
Baby when 2 souls touch (Baby...The way you touch me yea)
There's no way that you can escape from the rush (No way there's no way boo)
I'm under your power just like a flower (Under your power)
Who's ready to open up
When 2 souls touch
Loving you constantly
Seems to be all i need
My only thought
My one desire
When your loves deep inside
Feels so good i could cry
Tears of joy
Like raindrops from the sky
From my eyes
song performed by by Olivia
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In The Middle
IN THE MIDDLE
In the middle of the unending darkness that stretches on beyond forever
In the middle of the vast nowhere whose name has no shadow and no space
In the middle of all the generations whose anonymous past will be complemented by their overextended futures,
In the middle of the mass of nameless mankind featureless
In the middle of all that is and ever has been
In the middle of what was and will be always forever not
In the middle
In one small moment whose end is unpredictable
While the light still shines on the green green world
And the love and joy in the faces and hearts we care for still breathe
In the middle of the moment before consciousness is lost forever
Somewhere nowhere who knows where how
In the middle of all we are and will never be now
In the now of this life
I write these lines for all of us
Passing dreams
Beautiful great souls
True human beings
Better than me and you
And only me and you
For all of us
In the middle
Before the lights go out
And the endless darkness
Is silence and breathlessness
And nothing whatever real
We can feel or be.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Summer Can Be Fun
here comes summer with
chirping robins, buddling roses
there comes the summer with
gentle showers, summer clothes
here come summer
whosh-shiver there it gose
here comes summer
with hot weather
for me and my friends
to go down the beach and
enjoy the sun
and have fun in the sea.
poem by Kirsty Coleman
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Canvas Of Leaf Life Stories
restoration a kinda life season soul appeasement
light is still liquid paint shining upon autumn leaves
colours shapes shift blown across damp moss earth
tree roots snug cuddle warm under blankets of leaves
leaves to warm comfort sing mould harvest life stories
tell of spring quick at bud born to summer adventures
tell of bugs spirit climb ate birds leap skies flew sang ate
tell of glorious summer days star canvas summer nights
breeze prints encyclopedia comprehensive life whispers
poem by Terence George Craddock
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A summer love
A warm summer's night
nestled cozy in your arms
rocking back and forth
from a wooden swing
hung by an oak tree
we sit
nothing but silence
just lingering thoughts
rafting in the summer's breeze
floating toward stars bright
the feel of your touch
warm breath against my neck
makes my heart beat rapidly
as i lay my head upon your shoulder
and your arm wrapped around me
sweet tender lips full of smiles
speaks of our love so pure and true
when you lay them upon mine
no words are needed
for our love is already known
the look in your eyes
tells all
on this warm summer's night
a summer love is all that remains.
poem by Darkangel Flyfree
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Abstraction Fo The Word Chirp....
i hear birds chirping
early morning
on those trees
clouds arrive, light
spreads,
green becomes too green
in the fields of
life,
i hear birds chirping
sweet to my ear
i give it priority
abstract. delet morning
move out clouds from the picture
double click green fields
focus on life
delet birds
add volume to chirping
it is all chirping now
just chirping
chirping chirping
the essence of chirp.
i have abstracted it from
everything else.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Gentle Sigh
There is a gentle sigh
as a warm summer evening calls
and lovers slip away
to their hideaways.
The stars twinkle bright
playing peek-a-boo with the moon
and not a stirring word is heard,
except the gentle sigh
that inherits the breeze
that faintly rustles the leaves
on a warm summer evening
just before darkness calls.
The world sings a hushaby melody
to children tucked in their bed
waiting for the sandman to call
and for a few minutes,
everything is still
listening to the gentle sigh
when warm summer evenings call.
poem by David Harris
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Its Whatever
Its whatever
Its what happens
Whatever
Ooh
Whatever
Just like the birds that
Whistle in the trees
And in the leaves so happily your
My tree and through the storm
You stood strong for me
Kept me warm as can be (warm as can be)
Like a candy to an apple oh
We go together
Your so sweet to me ( oh so sweet)
I can say that I do believe
This is destiny
It keeps calling me
Now its me and you
You and me
And its whatever
Whatever you want it to be
Im telling you (Im telling you)
If its up to me whatever is whatever
Is whatever with you and me ( whatever is whatever)
Just like a breeze
In the middle of a summer eve
And you come through you comfort me
If Im a drink your
My lemon sgueeze
Oh youve got flava boy
You go good with
Me so boy dont play or tease me
Ooh keep me together
You got what I need
Now its getting late
Its after three
So quit your stalling
My body calling
Now its me and you
And you and me
And its whatever
Whatever you want it to be
Im telling you(Im telling you)
If its up to me whatever is whatever
As long as its you and me
Whatever is whatever
Its whatever
Its your world
I put that on everything
Its your world
Your world ooh
Now its me and you
You and me
And its whatever
You want it to be
Im telling you
If its up to me
Whatever is whateva
Whatever is whateva
Baby
song performed by by Aaliyah
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Summer Is Over
(tom springfield / clive westlake)
The night runs away with the day
The grass that was green is now hay
The world goes around without even a sound
And it looks like the summer is over
The rains tumble down in the sky
Young swallows have learned how to fly
The leaves that were green are no longer so green
And it looks like the summer is over
The sun and the moon take turns in the sky
The days drift on by too soon
The meadows are kissed by a cool autumn mist
Far away now is june
The birds fly away to the sun
The leaves touch the ground one by one
The breeze hurries by without even goodbye
And it looks like the summer is over
The sun and the moon take turns in the sky
The days drift on by too soon
The meadows are kissed by a cool autumn mist
Far away now is june
The birds fly away to the sun
The leaves touch the ground one by one
The breeze hurries by without even goodbye
And it looks like the summer is over
And it looks like the summer is over
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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This is what summer means to me
A warm summer day
without a cloud in sight
A baby bird
Taking its first flight
This is what summer means to me
Trees full of leaves
Giving me shade
My dad and I
Fishing in the glade
This is what summer means to me
Watching my daughter
Play on her slide
And how She will never
Want to come inside
This is what summer means to me
See how she enjoys the day
Until the very last
Just like me as a child
Long ago in the past
This is what summer means to me
The distant roar
Of a neighbors lawn mower
Unruly grass be gone
For ever more
This is what summer means to me
The smell of charcoal
And good friends all around
Birds singing in the trees
What a lovely sound
This is what summer means to me
© JPM 5/25/2008
Music Of The Night
Sitting in a rocking chair
on a porch in a summer eve.
A warm breeze drives
the garden fragrances through the air.
You close your eyes and relax
and listen to the music of the night,
to the creatures of the night time
calling through the stillness to be found.
The leaves rustling
pushed by the warming breeze,
the lonely hoot of a wise old owl
perched high somewhere,
the chirping of the crickets
in their mating call
and the almost silence
of a bat’s flapping wing.
Those are just a few of the sounds
you’ll hear as you relax back
and listen to the music of the night.
27 March 2008
poem by David Harris
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Vocatio Martiria
A talent for tears
that's the line of drops that makes my life feel real
inside i shake and then forget
like a pleasure this soul pain before i regret wanting to feel the illuminated Saint dripping with intense love.
so misunderstood and so alone
Vanity of the Virgin Mary crying beauty.
poem by Erika Conti
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Our Soldiers
A loaf of bread inside his hat
The young soldier was found there
At the middle of the road
His pure body was laying down there alone
Ah adorable ones broken are our hearts
How an ugly an admiring fact
The difference between the both
The goodness and the Badness
The destruction and sacrifice
How can some destroy and steal lives
The existence of the both
Simply two extreme points
The darkness of the haters souls
And the lightened pure spirited souls
How if we look to the world through soldiers pure souls
How peaceful would be the world for whole
On behalf of protecting other's lives they sacrifice their lives
For their country's sake and for their prides
Our martyrs the heroes who deserve the heavens above
Those who sacrifice their precious lives on behalf of others pride
Will forever live in our hearts adorable precious ones
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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