Senses
The words were broken into sounds
And the time was cracked in seconds.
The seconds were dismantled slowly.
I grasped my love and I laid it in remembrance,
I grasped my remembrance and I laid it in grievance,
I grasped my grievance and I laid it in reason,
I grasped my reason and I laid it in self,
I grasped myself and I stepped into the light,
I grasped the light and I laid it over the candle wax.
The candle dropped the light.
In the light, the sense of life became clear.
I grasped the sense of life and I laid it over the sense of death.
In this sense of life and death you laid
The seconds, which were dismantled.
They melted in pieces of eternity.
I took those pieces and I gave them to The Lord.
I gave love your name.
I grasped my love and I laid it in remembrance
And I heard the empty bell ringing in the sky.
The bell would ring for someone else,
But I remembered you
poem by Marieta Maglas
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Had To Let Go
the hands that grasped
the ledge, clinging for life,
had to let go...
in order for the wings
to learn to fly!
the heart that grasped
your heart, clinging for love,
had to let go...
in order for your heart
to return again!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Unless And Until You Have Grasped The Essence Of The Self
Unless and until you have grasped the essence of the Self
Vain are all your efforts and like unseasonal rains,
You have wasted your human birth.
So what if you have taken a holy bath
Or offered twilight prayers and worship?
So what if you have stayed at home and given alms?
So what if you keep matted locks and smear ashes?
So what if you have plucked hair on your head?
Unless and until you have grasped the essence of the Self
Vain are all your efforts and like unseasonal rains,
You have wasted your human birth.
So what if you indulge in recitation, penance or go on a pilgrimage?
So what if you count beads and chant the holy name
So what if you put on at il ak or worship Tulsi?
So what if you drink the water of Ganga?
Unless and until you have grasped the essence of the Self
Vain are all your efforts and like unseasonal rains,
You have wasted your human birth.
So what if you speak of theVedas or grammar?
So what if you enjoy yourself and have a good time?
So what if you have grasped the distinctions
Between the six systems of philosophy?
So what if you have adhered to the distinction of caste?
Unless and until you have grasped the essence of the Self
Vain are all your efforts and like unseasonal rains,
You have wasted your human birth.
All these are worldly pursuits for filling one's belly
Until you have seen the absolutebr ahman.
Says Narsinh, without beholding the Essence
One wastes his birth precious asChi nt amani Jewel.
Unless and until you have grasped the essence of the Self
Vain are all your efforts and like unseasonal rains,
You have wasted your human birth.
poem by Narsinh Mehta
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Opens Both Ways
walking into death...
hands that grasped for so long,
learning to let go!
we spend our lives
in front of the easel...
and now the paint begins to dry.
at best, our dying
is the culmination of,
the fulfillment of destiny,
perhaps...
it finalizes the giving,
leaving the perfume of identity
hanging in the air.
we make love on a bed of pine needles,
small impressions on the ground.
the earth turns, the tides return,
the fires gone dim with stillness.
nothing to fear that we can change,
we've already laid the plank.
the door opens both ways...
the key on the windowsill!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Raven Spirit
“Raven Spirit”
Born unto this life,
Winter turned into
Spring, as morning sun
grasped at melted
window panes in
my young eyes.
Venturing out
into the brisk fresh
colorful display
of nature’s floral
mosaic, I breathed
my first breaths of
new air.
The early snow-capped
mountains shone
through the clouds, as
the Raven cried out
of his nest, and gave
my spirit a name.
I drearily walked
Into a dream,
where I picked
a wicker chair
and sat to wait,
as to make
this anxiety abate
A glorious light
Took over me
And led my staff.
Fear and my dream
Brought me along
Such this path.
To a state
Whereas to
ponder my fate,
when a Raven
came to stand aloft,
at a wondrous
wrought iron
gate.
With deepest glare
In his eyes,
much like that of slate.
Gave more the meaning,
with which my life
did equate.
For within he grasped
the sum of my life,
in the thoughts
of my mind,
for it’s just then
that he rendered
me blind.
For with the
Creator whom
once gave me
insight at birth.
Hence had sent
same Raven
To strip me
This worth..
Instantly as mind blank,
my spirit with half name,
as my heart sank
like rock in a stream,
like a child again
lost again in
a nightmarish dream.
Taken away back
from whence I
had came?
Once lucid, now
insane,
Before death's
door again.
poem by John Cochrane
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Never Played-Symphonies
Reflecting from my death bed
I'm balancing life's riches
Against the ditches
And the flat grey years in between
All I can see are the never laid
That's the never-played
Symphonies
I can't see those who tried to love me
Of those who felt they understood me
And I can't see those who
Very patiently
Put up with me
All I can see are the never laid
Or the never-played
Symphonies
You were one
You meant to be one
And you jumped into my face
And laughed and kissed me on the cheek
And then were gone
Forever
But not quite
Black sky in the daytime
And I don't much mind dying
When there is nothing left
To care for
Anymore
Just the never laid
That's the never-played
Symphonies
You were one
You meant to be one
And you slipped right through my fingers
No, not literally
But metaphorically
And now you're all I see
As the light fades
song performed by by Morrissey
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Raven Spirit
Raven Spirit
Born unto this life,
Winter turned into Spring,
as morning sun
grasped at melted
window panes in
my young eyes.
Venturing out
into the brisk fresh
colorful display
of nature’s floral
mosaic, I inhaled
the fresh breath of
new air.
The early snow-capped
mountains shone
through the clouds, as
the Raven cried out
of his nest, and gave
my spirit a name.
I drearily walked
Into a dream,
A wicker chair
where upon I sat
beside a stream.
To wrestle with wait,
as to make
strong anxiety abate.
Then a glorious light
took over me,
and led my staff.
Fear thus my dream,
brought me along
such a path.
For within a state,
whereas to
ponder my fate,
when a Raven
came to stand aloft,
atop a
wrought iron
gate.
With deepest glare
In his eyes,
much like that of slate.
Gave more the meaning,
with which my life
did equate.
For within he grasped
the sum of my life,
in the thoughts
of my mind,
for it’s just then
that he rendered
me blind.
For whom the
Creator that
once gave me
birth.
Hence had sent
a Raven
to strip me
this worth..
Instantly, my mind blank,
as half-spirit, I now sank,
my heart awash
like rock in a stream,
a child once
lost again in
a nightmarish dream.
Taken away back
from whence I
had came?
Once lucid, now
insane,
Before death's
door I stand again.
John Cochrane
poem by John Calvin Cochrane
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Since I Laid Eyes On You
(Ellen Shipley/Billy Steinberg/Sandy Stewart)
Why did I show my hand
Now you know your wish
Is my command
I never longed for things I didn't have
But that's no longer true
Since I laid eyes on you
I know I'm not the same
I don't need a fortune
Don't care about fame
But my soul is a burning flame
Can't sleep the whole night through
Since I laid eyes on you
I want your sweet caress
I dream of your tenderness
Oh I never, ever felt like this
I swear
Look what you've done for me
Oh boy, it's poetry
When I see the wind in your hair
The tears well up inside
Oh, what will turn the tide
And I've been waiting for you to decide
That you love me too
Since I laid eyes on you
What else could I do
Since I laid eyes on you
You, you, you, you
On you
Oh, yeah
Since I laid eyes
On you, you, you
song performed by by Faith Hill
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Soldier Of Fortune
laid my weapons down
today, had one too many
days of spite.
laid my hands down
today, they carressed
one head too few.
laid my soul down
today, had I only been
wiser. Sooner...
Laid my body down
today. I ain't gonna be
nobody's soldier no more.
June,2012
poem by Aleksandra Spaseska
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If I Laid with You
if i laid with you
would you talk with me?
that talking without words,
without pretension or
manipulation... that does
not grasp, or own...
would you hold me
without holding back?
if i laid with you
would we quit pretending
that one is right and
one is wrong... and
one and one make two...
when one in one
makes one! tell me,
if i laid with you...
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Move on!
'THE foxes have holes,
And the birds of the air have nests,
But where shall the heads of the sons of men
Be laid, be laid?'
'Where the cold corpse rests,
Where the sightless moles
Burrow and yet cannot make it afraid,
Rout but cannot wake it again,
There shall the heads of the sons of men
Be laid, be laid!'
poem by Francis William Lauderdale Adams
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Belgravia by Night
'Move on!'
'THE foxes have holes,
And the birds of the air have nests,
But where shall the heads of the sons of men
Be laid, be laid?'
'Where the cold corpse rests,
Where the sightless moles
Burrow and yet cannot make it afraid,
Rout but cannot wake it again,
There shall the heads of the sons of men
Be laid, be laid!'
poem by Francis William Lauderdale Adams
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I Laid Down God!
i laid down God,
and found the stranger
at my door....
hungry stare, dirty clothes,
nowhere to go...
i let him in!
i laid down God,
and found the orphaned child,
crying in the darkness,
the darkness that swallows souls.
i took the child in my arms,
and whispered, 'you are home'...
i laid down God,
traded my guns for hammer and nails...
began building houses
for the lost and dispossessed...
i laid down God,
and quit thinking about me...
found peace in involvement,
with no need to possess...
i laid down God,
and God found me!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Lesson From A Frog
Man prides himself with intelligence
Human Logic rationalizing,
But what he really lacks is Patience
When the moment requires some waiting.
Today a frog in blithe expertise,
Had some short lessons laid in action.
He showed that trying should never cease,
For Success comes with Repetition.
He jumped on a green stalk, missing twice.
Then returned to make good his attempt.
Jumped once more, no defeat in his eyes -
He missed, but held the end of the hemp.
He climbed one leg up, still holding on,
His frog face tinged the trace of a smile,
His other arm grasped at victory won -
Sat on top of the leaf in a while!
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Laid To Rest
In these hand laid your cold
and muddy lifeless body
as i stared through your eyes
and felt a sense
of overwhelming guilt
my god how could
such innocence be taken away
i laid you to rest
in hope that one day your joyful
screech i will miss
you gave hope to even the tiniest
thing yet death came for you
as he touched you
with is icy cold claw
your pain i felt
my nights are not the same
and though we never got along
i miss when you curled up on me
so peaceful to watch you sleep
listening to your every
heart beat.
poem by Robert Roberts
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The Dirty Mood
This life has now passed
inside my happiness
there stands nothing
My innocence has robbed me
of things tarnished
Despair if you must
I stand grasped
falling into the endless
well
In the dark the screams
shall weep in pain
depression is the darkness
taking over
the light
poem by Shai Cherry
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A large volume of adventures may be grasped within this little span of life, by him who interests his heart in everything.
quote by Laurence Sterne
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When there is on a red-hot hoe, it is not grasped.
Feel No Pain
mama been laid off
papa been laid off
my brother's been laid off
for more than two years now
ooh can't get a job
billy can't get a job
ooh they gotta listen to the blues
help them to strive
help them to move on
help them to have some future
help them to live long
help them to live life
help them to smile
don't let them stay home and listen to the blues
mama been laid off
papa been laid off
billy can't get a job
for too long too long
don't let them lose
we gotta give them a chance
it's gonna come back on everyone
if you don't make them dance
don't let them stay home and listen to the blues
there's nothing sacred (why
song performed by by Sade
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Christmas Roses
THE summer roses all are gone--
Dead, laid in shroud of rain-wet mould;
And passion's lightning time is done,
And Love is laid out white and cold.
Summer and youth for us are dead,
What do old age and winter bring instead?
They bring us memories of old years,
And Christmas roses, cold and sweet,
Which, washed by not unhappy tears,
I bring and lay beside your feet,
With gifts that come with flowers like these--
Friendship, remembrance of our past, and peace!
poem by Edith Nesbit
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Those Along The Way
We see men each and every day, while we journey along our way,
On roads and byways of life, those who don't know Jesus Christ.
And the time we have down here, will end for all, this is very clear,
So we must take the opportunity, in sharing the Truths of Eternity.
About a time which has no end, and how Christ can be our friend,
A friend, closer than a brother, who loves us more than any other.
His Love reaches from Calvary, as it leads us through to Eternity,
As He laid down His life for all, in redeeming us from Adam's fall.
Paying alone, the Eternal Price, becoming for all men, a sacrifice,
God's Sacrifice, for all of our sin, with God's wrath laid upon Him.
Dying an eternal death for us, mortal men simply made from dust,
But rising again from the grave, giving eternal life to all He'd save.
Many may know about our Lord, while His Truth just goes ignored,
Much like us, before we knew, the Love God has, for me and you,
Being lost in sin and shame, not knowing whom we now proclaim,
Living our lives as sinful men, before we had become Born Again.
Now we need to be used by God, while still upon this earthly sod,
To point those we see every day, to The Lord God's Eternal Way,
Christ, the Eternal Lord and King, Sovereign Master of everything,
The Father's only begotten Son, who died to give life to everyone.
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