Coco
A little white fluffball
so tiny, yet yappy
runs like a deer
forever seems happy
sings with excitement
to my harmonica
in tune
deep beneath
the spring harvest moon
the shear beauty of a puppy
to enlighten youthful eyes
an animal haters nightmare
much to their demise
poem by Matt Mondschein
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In Winter's Arms
Winter holds me with his arms of icy white,
and kissed my breath with frost upon the pane.
Subdued by touch of winter's frigid hand,
I pray for spring to find me once again.
O'wind, you whistle to the winter's tune.
Your melody is heard 'pon day and night,
but one day spring will come to rescue me,
and wisk away your song of winter's blight.
O'tree, you're frozen in the winter's dream.
Your leaves have left you 'neath a moon of white,
but when my prayers are answered 'pon spring's dawn,
you'll thaw beneath its sun with warm delight.
O'field, your harvest has been reaped and spent ~
and winter blankets you 'neath snowy mounds.
Yet one day soon in springtime's rising mist
you'll feel the greening of your earth rebound.
Winter holds me with his arms of icy white,
and kissed my breath with frost upon the pane ~
but deep within I somehow always know,
that spring will come and find me once again.
poem by Hazelmarie Elliott
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A Portrait
LIKE the sway of the silver birch in the breeze of dawn
Is her dainty way;
Like the gray of a twilight sky or a starlit lawn
Are her eyes of gray;
Like the clouds in their moving white
Is her breast's soft stir;
And white as the moon and bright
Is the soul of her.
Like murmur of woods in spring ere the leaves be green,
Like the voice of a bird
That sings by a stream that sings through the night unseen,
So her voice is heard.
And the secret her eyes withhold
In my soul abides,
For white as the moon and cold
Is the heart she hides.
poem by Edith Nesbit
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Haters
you say your boyfriends sweet and kind
but you still got your eyes on mine
your best friend's got her eyes on your
it all goes on behind closed doors
not the haters, just the hating
talkin bout us exterminating
broken promises and treaties
different life forms different species
haters
haters
haters
they dont belong anywhere
id like to see them disappear
what a waste
what a drag
haters
traitors to the human race
your one of those haters
you want my friends,you want my clothes
why dont you look in my eyes
feelin angry but ya dont know why
of envy greed and jealously
your spinning a web thats hard to see
HATERS
Haters
they dont belong anywhere
id like to see them disapear
what a waste
what a drag
haters
traitors to the human race
your one of those haters
and when your nice its just a pose
keep your lies out of my reality
your the queen of super-fic-ial-ity
the things you do should be a crime
you build up walls no one can climb
as if you think that words dont hurt
you look so clean but you spread your dirt
because you wish you were someone else
dont spit on me and shame your self
it all goes on behind close doors
and when your nice its just a pose
your one of those haters
traitors to the human race
haters
what a drag
id like to see them disappear
they dont belong anywhere
haters
haters
haters
ready for the ............
any shape any size
id like to see them disapear
haters
haters
haters
haters
traitors
HATERS
song performed by by Hilary Duff
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Moon of leaves,
Moon of the falling leaves,
To you I bring the slippers
of the sun.
That you may dance upon the
floor of sun,
My lady carries sun within her eyes.
Moon of the Unrevealed,
Moon of the gold-encrusted shield,
To you I bring the fragment
of my prayer.
Moon of the crinkled hair,
Tell me, will my lady yield
Eyes and mouth and breasts unsealed?
Will my lady yield?
Moon of the yellow streaked with red,
Moon that the sun would lead to bed,
Moon with the death's head
More than dead,
Why do you frighten the Goddess of Love,
Whose frail white fingers are moving above
The lover's white body lost in his love?
Moon, you are more than dead.
Moon of the ermine loist in the snow,
Moon of the frozen furbelow,
Moon of the nothingness here below,
Moon, you must go.
It is the Sun that tells you so-
Moon, you must go.
And I was dark beneath the moon,
And you were dark beneath the moon,
And we were dark beneath the moon.
Now I am gold beneath the sun,
Now you are gold beneath the sun,
Now we are gold beneath the Sun.
poem by Harry Crosby
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Angel of my nitemare
Angel of my nightmare
Come down and stop this pain tonight
Stop the hurt that's deep inside
Stop the me that want to fight
Angel of my nightmare
Are you really there?
Or are you just a figment of my mind
Something deep inside
Angel of my nightmare
Are you a part of me?
Or do you have your own eyes to see
The me in misery
Angel of my nightmare
Please answer my request
Close my eyes forever so I may see
The point in all the misery
poem by Muriel Ruth Emerson
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Inspired by Issa-Harvest Moon
harvest moon -
for the sacrecrow
a deep last bow
harvest moon -
the scarecrow orchestrates
an empty field
inspired by
harvest moon-
tonight even you
are busy!
-Issa,1810
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Depression.
Depression makes me what I am, who I am.
Nothing can change that.
Depression is my weakness.
I am weak.
The blood that runs through my veins are black.
My heart that was once whole filled with love is now consumed with depression is now shattered an now is forever forgotten.
The life that once filled me is dead.
I wish this was just a nightmare but somewhere deep down I know I am never going to wake up.
The Christ is who hears me, the devil is who haunts me.
If you see me smile just remember it is fake.
If you looked in my eyes you would see the pain and the lost that I feel.
I know I can never be happy again but I have lived with this for so long I can finally accept it, or I try to make myself believe that.
There's no going back now depression is what I am an who I will forever be.
poem by alex vincent Brianna mowry
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Happiness Is A Decision
i have long decided
to be a happy man, and till this day
i stick to this decision,
sailing on the ship of happiness
along the sea of joy
the foams of excitement
the winds of bliss
There is no grief in this world
of responsibility
For God loves a happy man
The smile beneath
the heart that sings
the hands that wave
in celebration
The self in collaboration with
Nature in Harmony
With the happy disposition of
the Earth
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Animal
Took off all alone
Searching for a road
The world can be so cold
Especially when you're alone
Drugs make people happy
But turn life into a disaster
Where did happy go?
You're an animal
You're an animal
Gone like this forever
Gone to fast
All this time has long past
Achieve first but finished last
You can't hide what's in your past
You try to look back without a gasp
Now you realize you've been dead
Can't help but look to the sky
Praying that you won't die
You're an animal
You're an animal
Gone like this forever
Why do you must hide?
Why do you not try?
Why do you wanna die?
Can't you see me
I'm here with you
I'm your image in the mirror
I never lost faith in you
I was always there for what you do
Now together we die without peace
At least the world lost insanity cause without us the world is happy
poem by Brandon Bizon
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Be kind to Animals
Be kind to Animals
Passage was narrow
And a puppy was sleeping in it.
I was ready to kick out him from there.
Suddenly a small baby asked me not to do so
Because the puppy was in sweat dreams
So he must not be disturbed.
I am glad to see her love for an animal.
It is also a lesson for those
who are not kind to the animal world.
poem by Vijay Gupta
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Puppy In A Cup
Have a cup of puppy,
Puppy in a cup.
Brown and slightly sugary,
Puppy in a cup.
Warm, soft and cuddly,
Puppy in a cup.
Don't drink the puppy, silly,
Just pick the puppy up!
He stole his eyes from a milk-glass moon - Villanelle
He stole his eyes from a milk-glass moon,
From drops of peridot scattered at sea,
Hidden beneath a moon-shadowed ruin.
His father not caring where or with whom,
Or from what rare ocean his being might be-
He stole his eyes from a milk-glass moon.
He learnt his letters from a dark winged loon
Who flew where the mountains caress the trees,
Hidden beneath a moon-shadowed ruin.
His speech was a garble of false and truth,
Whistling like a hollow piped reed,
He stole his eyes from a milk-glass moon.
His eyes a contagion of waters blue
And brackish trunks of underwater trees
Hidden beneath a moon-shadowed ruin.
His normal voice wove a threadless tune,
Brought close the mermaids, hungry to feed;
He stole his eyes from a milk-glass moon,
Hidden beneath a moon-shadowed ruin.
poem by Patti Masterman
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Inspired by Issa - Harvest Moonn
harvest moon -
the field flying
with broken stalks
harvest moon -
no more loud sighs
from the windy fields
harvest moon
thanksgiving incense
trails over fields
harvest moon
the garden echoes with plan
for the next season
inspired by
harvest moon-
some are stretched out
some praying
-Issa,1821
http: //cat.xula.edu/issa/
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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I Am Beneath The Harvest Moon
I am beneath the
Harvest moon
And I feel that I been
Crowned by the harvest moon
Tonight
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Misty Moon
the misty moon the secret star that shyfully hides behind his pa
la lovely lune c’est magnifique tres fantastique my glowy Moon
a floodlit sky only noticed by lovers as they think its romantic
and the right thing to say
not really seen for what he is a share shifting orb
crescent present
shine on harvest moon for me and my me
a non during lightbulb sanity in confusing melee
he does have a face not visible to human race
the winkin moon the thinking moon
he knows when to glow and shares the stage
with a million stars magnitudinal actors real stars.
fuzzy shining and sharp depends how you look
with your eyes seem so tiny from distant earth
yet were really tiny from distant sky
i notice you moon and talk to you moon
and say to the stars they pulse in return
poem by Jasmine Maddock
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My Heart Sings
My heart sings.
My heart sings the songs of happiness.
My heart sings the songs of joy.
My heart sings the songs of peace.
My heart sings the songs of the Blues.
My heart sings the songs of the Gospel.
My heart sings the songs of good news.
My heart cries a melody for all to hear.
My heart sings the harmonies of love.
My heart sings a song of beauty
that comes from the Thorne Birds
just before they die.
My heart sings songs to keep me alive.
My heart sings songs for as long as it beats.
My heart sings forever.
My heart sings haluwasa.
My heart sings.
poem by Jennifer Burns
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Wild Animals
When you look at wild animals
they are breathtaking,
so pure and natural.
If the animal looks you in the eyes
you can feel connected.
If the animal walks up to you
takes food from your hand,
you can feel trust.
When the animal keeps returning
for food,
you can feel needed.
By mistake
you take the animal home,
you can feel complete.
Time goes on
you look into the animals eyes,
you can feel sadness.
Knowing that
you have to return the animal to the wild,
you can feel loss.
When you let the animal go,
it runs!
Snowbird
(words & music by gene maclellan)
Beneath this snowy mantle cold and clean
The unborn grass lies waiting
For its coat to turn to green
The snowbird sings a song he always sings
And speaks to me of flowers
That will bloom again in spring
When I was young my heart was young then too
Anything that it would tell me,
Thats the thing that I would do
But now I feel such emptiness within
For the thing that I want most in life
Is the thing I cant win
Spread your tiny wings and fly away
And take the snow back with you
Where it came from on that day
The one I love forever is untrue
And if I could you know
That I would fly away with you
The breeze along the river seems to say
That shell only break my heart again
Should I decide to stay
So little snowbird take me with you when you go
To that land of gentle breezes
Where the peaceful waters flow
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Baby Face
White moon comes in on a baby face.
The shafts across her bed are flimmering.
Out on the land White Moon shines,
Shines and glimmers against gnarled shadows,
All silver to slow twisted shadows
Falling across the long road that runs from the house.
Keep a little of your beauty
And some of your flimmering silver
For her by the window to-night
Where you come in, White Moon.
poem by Carl Sandburg
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Pale Moon
Moon sings and sighs
narrating her past,
autumnal cloud spreads
over our happiness.
Lofty forest is going to cry
when the ray of the moon whispers
„ What did it happen with the moon? „
that the moon is sad and does not smile.
The ray of the moon warmed up
all is moving in this forest
that any animal is asking
how to be helped
proud moon in the sky.
I feel the ray of the moon
in my palm.
I carres and spoil her
then the moon smiles me
because the sadness has gone.
poem by Valentin Gabriel Cristea
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